“He’s my brother, I can’t do that!”My brother meanwhile said nothing but just stared at me. Wayne tried to encourage me “Come on Tina, it c...an’t hurt anything and I won’t mind if it means you don’t get into trouble ”Then David said “O.K. I’ve never been game to ask a girl to do that. If you suck me until I cum I won’t tell anyone what you were doing.” And he sat down next to Wayne (who was looking more excited rather than resigned!).“O.K” I agreed “But just this once, never again.” I pulled. She wasn't sure how the proposition would go since he was happily married, and her husband wasn't involved, but she was sure it had to be him. After starting the evening with her girlfriends and downing way too many free rounds of Fireball, she got the nerve to send the first text. She invited him to the bar, but he was working, typical of a damn truck driver. Her heart sank; she had her mind set on hot sex. She told him of her plans to have dirty, uninhibited sex that night. She told him. They continued to sway together for a few more songs until the physical passion began to get the better of them both. ‘I’ll race you upstairs, ‘ Doug teased. ‘No fair!’ she faked a whine. ‘You’ll win.’ ‘If I do, what will I get?’ he asked. ‘Whoever gets to the elevator first gets to be on top,’ she suggested. ‘Okay,’ Doug smiled, ‘I accept.’ ‘Go!’ she shouted and they both took off across the sand at a run. At first, he felt a little silly, doing something this childish. However, he realized. "It's a bright orange Boss 302 Mustang, fully loaded," he grinned."In your dreams, Michael. How about a lively little Lada ... or maybe a Daewoo?"Rick cracked up immediately while Dionne looked puzzled."I told you, Mike," Rick laughed. "You set yourself up for that." What's a Lada?" Dionne asked."A Russian coffin," Rick cracked. "You'd have to look hard for a used one. They don't usually last long enough," he continued, still laughing at my comment."Okay, enough with the stand-up routine," I.