Phil smiled, shook my hand and said.“Sure Neil I’ll be there 10:00 sharp!” he replied in his usual efficient manner.“Looking forward to it Phi..., but before this night is over I hope to have the pleasure of a dance with your beautiful wife!” I requested.“I’d have been offended if you hadn’t asked!” Dawn said with a girlish giggle.“I’ll see you on the dance floor later.” I smiled “In the meantime have a great evening and I’ll catch up with you all later.” I said as I turned on my heels and made. Just to get things started I shouted out, “The Wet T-shirt Contest starts in ten minutes. Get your wives drunk and get them ready.”Of course my women were right in there drinking. I kept the pressure on the other guys by calling them wimps, hen pecked, and pussy whipped. I even told them they would be amazed at my wife’s tits. I made it perfectly clear that they were all natural. Then I suggested that we hold two contests, one for breast enhanced women. That got a few snickers. Apparently the. I even wondered if Lindsay was in on it the entire time.Something in her kiss told me she wasn’t. She wanted me! I could feel it. I slipped my cockhead into her tight pussy.“No, foreplay! straight in?” she was half-smiling and half-annoyed.I realized I should have done something else. I assumed use my fingers or go down on her. I started to pull out, but she held me close and pushed down on my cock.“No, let’s do this your way, Matt. You are fine,” she said as she rode my cock like it was an. Penny’s screams of anguish and fear echoed in our kitchen. He shut off the recorder and dropped it on the table. “We were just doing a little rough play,” I spit out. “Don’t fuckin’ lie to me Charlie.” He paused and looked at me. “I know what rough play is. That doesn’t sound like rough play, that sounds like rape.” His voice grew. I recognized it as the one he used when I got disciplined. I kept quiet, not knowing what to say. I just wrung my hands together in my lap. My dad raked his hands.