Stop trying to be a nice person. Just accept what we gladly give to you.” Taking me by the hand, she led me to the bedroom. Both of them proceeded t...o strip me of my clothes. They then pushed me to the bed where I landed flat on my back, with my cock waving like a flag. Fiona looked at Patty and said, “You were lucky; that is a beautiful cock. Take it from me, there are not many like that.” She crawled over to me and gave it a little kiss on the tip. “Chris you are the first man who I will fuck. I wanted to be there if something happened, not home feeling sorry for myself.Jenny called to invite me to supper/breakfast at the hut, she was going to work late and the girl's last test for the day was at 6:15, so we could eat together if could make it. I sent a note back that I could. That would give me time for a 45 minute workout in the gym and I needed that. I wanted to stay my weight and that would require a lot of work in the gym to do that.We couldn't have timed it any better. We all. It's crazy, I know. I don't know what it is about some of us guys that this turns us on. I don't understand it myself. I fantasized all night about her kissing him, and her legs opening to his exploring hands.She came home in a couple of hours and said little about it other than they talked a lot.She didn't get home until about 11PM. She was obviously tipsy from the alcohol and her hair was just slightly rumpled. She winked at me seductively and kissed me on the lips. Her full soft kisses. After all, I had never brought a man home to meet my parents. The fact that Robby was a coworker rather than a boyfriend didn’t seem to pass through Dad’s thick skull. Not much did, but I tried not to hold it against him. When Dad finally left to work in the vineyard, Mom asked me and Robby to create some semblance of order to the winery. Dad always left whatever he was working on wherever he was working on it, accompanied by any tools he was using. This left a chaos behind that even the most.