Come on inside, please,” I begged while trying to sound like I was the one in control and she was weird for being freaked. “I REALLY don’t want ...to be here where everyone can see me.” I added, reduced to pleading with Claire. I hated that, too.Claire hadn’t seen her mom in weeks. It wasn’t the first time the two had been out of contact for so long, but usually it was Claire who ghosted Tina. I’d been making all sorts of excuses why Tina couldn’t come to the phone for Claire until recently I’d. So, here it is. But, this needs a little prelude. My wife is a 30 year old, gorgeous blonde, slim, small tits, but with glorious round ass and firm legs. As some of you may know, we had our ups and downs, mostly because of my infidelity.I know, I am an idiot, and all of my friends tell me that, but when you are a sex addict, it is hard to control your urges, especially since, most of my life women kind a liked me.So, as an epilogue of all this, we are on our third reconsiliation. She forgave me. Burying her head in the pillow, Sue sobbed herself to sleep.By the time Bill returned, four hours later, Sue was still sleeping. Her mother's bedroom was right at the top of the stairs so, when he went upstairs to shower, he saw the sleeping girl, her naked body only partly covered by a sheet.Bill showered, put on a robe, and went downstairs. He knew where Bonny, a heavy drinker since splitting with her husband, kept her supply of scotch. The college student poured a stiff drink and sat in the. At one point in a family diner, in a small booth out of the way and obscuring the view from most onlookers, the girl would sexually slide down the old man's lap and remain hidden as waitresses came and went, including the one asking for the old man's order. When she came back up, you saw her clean the side of her face of something clear and sticky with her thumb before sucking it clean.In a movie theater, they picked a movie with barely anyone in the same theater, and then sat in the very back..