.. if he was even trying. It was just a big mistake for both of us. We both apologized the next day and agreed to never do it again. I don't want to r...uin his marriage." I guess I can understand that," I said, still fighting my jealously. "What about Dad, does he know?" No, and I don't intend to tell him either," she said with thinly veiled anger. "He'll find out soon enough anyway."Mom looked at me and started to cry again. I got up and came around and knelt at her feet and hugged her."I don't. That pissed him off, too. It was his goddamned car! He didn't want Randy the ass hole to drive it.Sure as God made little green apples, when the Beemer left the parking lot Randy was driving, Susan sitting beside him and Darla in the back seat. Darwin fell in right behind them making no effort to hide he was following them. He didn't care if they knew; he was royally ticked. Anyway they'd drunk too much to notice him following unless he rear-ended his own car.There seemed to be an energetic. Henderson caressed and jerked his cock rapidly into a huge erection. "Come, I'm sure they want to feel it," she whispered and led him to the table, holding his cock as they went. "Emily, feel how hard his beautiful black cock is," she said to Mrs. Prendergast and the fair haired woman with the lovely ass tentatively caressed Bailey's knob and ran her delicate, perfectly manicured fingers lightly over his erection as Mrs. Henderson held it towards her."Oh my, it's so big, hard...and thick! Emily. Her lips trembled against his. She popped the buttons on his dress shirt and threw it aside before pulling him down to the mattress. He lost his balance and flopped hard. She pounced and knocked his wind out for a second. By the time he’d recovered she was busy undoing his trousers. She kissed him over and over, speaking in half-sentences between each: “It’s okay, isn’t it? I know we wanted to wait, but I just can’t. And now that you’ve met everyone it’s basically official already,.