How would he know if she had given Frank a blow job or not? Maybe he hadn't even promised Frank that he would get one. Maybe Mark was just making up a... story. Did she dare refuse to comply and risk the consequences?Her hand was shaking with anger and fear when she dialled Frank's work number, but she kept her voice calm and light. ?Hi, honey. I was just calling to see what time you were coming home for dinner tonight???I'll be there at five o'clock, darling. I'll be right on time. You can be. She began to kiss my inner thighs all the while looking up at me as I was looking down at her. She was bent over and kissing my legs and keeping her ass at your eye level. When I looked at you I could see your breath increasing and I smiled slyly at you. I wondered if you had the discipline to not touch her ass and you did. Except I could see your cock was hard through your shorts.While she moved her lips up my thighs she began to untie my bottoms. I lifted my shirt and skirt up over my head so. She dropped her poodle skirt down over her legs again and Bobby rolled back over into the driver's seat with a dejected sigh. So close, and yet so far."Sorry, Ba… Sorry, Piper. I thought…" I know, and I wanted you to, so badly, but you know we won't be able to stop, and I want it to be just right, not in the back seat of your dad's car," Piper said encouragingly, as Bobby nodded quietly and fiddled with the radio dial. "Thank you for the movie. I know it's not what you wanted to see, but Marty. In fact, I couldn't even remember being in their room the entire time I grew up. I stood at the top of the stairs frozen, not knowing what to do. On the surface, nothing was wrong or out of place, but I had this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something just felt off, I don't know how to verbalize it beyond that feeling. I called out for Mike one more time. There was no answer. I didn't expect an answer but at the same time I hoped to hear his familiar 'yeah' calling out from my room..