Their mother always asked me what I wanted for dinner every night not her daughters. (My parents cooking sucks). One morning, I wa...e up at their house on the big leather couch. Their mom gone to work, step-father (retired on disability and alcoholic and drug addict) was gone, Jennifer had left for school already due to an early morning band meeting (she played flute and colorguard). Amanda comes walking into the living room headed to the laundry room. I think it was now almost definitely inserted up somewhere the Sun doesn’t shine.It was uncanny how this scene was now playing out, like a Déjà vu drama. My sexy wife was now here fucking herself with a small bottle, while probably getting randy believing all the images in her head that she really had been well fucked by a Boxer dog last night. She had even imagined that she now could ‘remember’ some of it now. That same bottle might be turning her hazy memory on again because the weird reality. I was instantly hooked on cyber erotic chat. But it also awakened me to my inexperience sexually. The hot conversations with other women brought to my attention things that I had never done or experiencedMost of the women I met online were far away, nothing but a cyber affair. But I did meet a couple that were close by. One lady lived fifty miles away, but my work brought me close to her one day. We met, although only in a parking lot. We made out pretty heavy and it was so exciting.Then I then. She was hiding in the ladies room after all, so I couldn't very well go in. Anyway, she said she was waiting for the crowd to clear out. Someone was supposed to be picking her up, but they were going to be a while. She said crowds make her nervous and if the people saw her just hanging around they would think she was up to something. Considering the way they were treating her, I could understand why she would think that. I thought about offering her a ride, but since she was obviously underage.