Joan sat up, "Your turn Jack, step up."I climbed on the bed and straddled Lisa, she lifted up a little, presenting her sweet butt-hole, Joan passed a ...bottle of lube over, I squirted some on my cock and rubbed it all over, then squirted some more on my fingers to lube her butt."Stop stalling Jack, I want that cock up my ass now."What could I do? I slotted the head in her gloriously tight hole and pushed forward, the head popped through, provoking a sigh from Lisa, then I slid as much of my cock. “You’re still going to be with me,” I told her again, as I’d done twice already. During the drive back I’d just about managed to work it out and get my head under control.“But ... I thought you two would get married, if anything, or you’d marry, you know, someone older.”“Well I still could,” I smiled, “but I’m not going to. You two can be a married couple renting a room now, as far as the outside world is concerned; or an engaged couple at least. I can be the noble, tolerant landlord saving two. "We raised our martini glasses. "Cheers! Here's to a wonderful time together!" we clicked our glasses."And here's to a mutually beneficial business arrangement!" she answered.My nails were now dry, so I went back into the bedroom, removed my minimizer bra replacing it with a lace one that matched my panties, put on my red poppy festival dress with white sandals, and returned to the family room."You look very cute in that dress. Guess I better put on something!" Or, you could stay naked and I. Matt was dating a girl named Lindsay at the time.She was 23, very cute, small about 5'2 maybe 100 pounds with dark brown hair and very small breasts.Lindsay would often have a few drinks then start flirting, usually with me. I never really took her seriously until that Friday night.I had went out to a few bars that night, my girlfriend at the time, was visiting her parents out of state, so I was flying solo. I got home around 11pm and I saw Lindsay's car in the drive.I went inside, as usual the.