Wilson, can I ask you something?" "Yes, sure thing!" "You got a hard on?" "Damn you girl, your nothing... but a tease!" "Oh so you do! You want me to come over and help you out?" "Oh shit girl don't talk like that, I been trying to stay away from you!" "I'll be right over Mr. Wilson." I hung up the phone. Ten minutes later I was in his den with just a short robe on and spooned into him. “What’s all this?” I said pointing to the grocery bag.“I thought since we’d be drinking his wife’s nectar and Pietro’s wine this weekend, we could at least replace some of his food. I brought ingredients for pollo alla cacciatora. Matteo and Marco are bringing something too for tomorrow and Sunday. We didn’t trust Luca to buy food.”“Why all the plastic wrap? Do you think me so bad a cook we’ll have many leftovers?”“The plastic wrap is for another purpose. You’ll see.”“Come in. I’ll show you to. It's just me," Sandra repeated in the hopes that Melinda would stop feeling scared.Melinda surprised Sandra by pulling her closer, while she said, "I thought ... you were one of my stepbrothers." Your stepbrothers?" Sandra said surprised."Yes." Why would you think that?" They ... They threatened to do this to me one of these days." Do what?" Slip into my bed one morning and fuck me!" Melinda whispered."WHAT?!" Sandra said with shock in her voice.Melinda looked Sandra in the eyes and said, "None. Both my lovers lay exhausted and content. Two beautiful used bums. All of us happy to be a little bit sore. “What dirty fuckers we are!” Said Polly.After cleaning ourselves up we slept together under a sheet in the hot air. I got up early with morning wood. My mind full of the wonders of the previous night. I sat in the living room gently maintaining my erection from the leg of my boxer shorts.Polly and Harrison would head back to university shortly but I could certainly say I had made the most.