..My hands reached into my boxers, stroking my hardening cock... watching the girl as several guys felt her up..."Jason!"I jumped in shock and pulled ...my hand out of my underwear. I looked over at Dad, who was looking over at me."Uh, Dad.I was.. uh.." Jason, come here son." He motioned for me to come over and with on the couch.I slowly walked over, looking for empty spots on the couch. Dad was sitting very close to one of his friends so no space there. I looked around.. there was a small opening. So much for erotic sexting!The next morning I was up early (no pun, I was very UP) and headed up to ABQ. I was trying to calm down and de-compress from my wet dreams of yesterday – good luck with that. After meeting the family for Sunday Brunch, I was finally alone with my sexy wife again. 6 days of separation anxiety had taken a toll on me, that's for sure. On our afternoon drive back to LC, we caught up on how her visit had gone, all the inside dirty on everyone, and some of how she felt. Same room. Same Vintage. Same view. His survey complete, he walked over to the aquarium and standing just in the glow reached behind the tank to the Flakes. He shook some into the tank. The Beta did not seem to respond, so he shook in more. She observed this and approached. From the shadows, without saying a word or making a sound, she moved her index finger along the glass. Beta followed. Boxer watched. She led Beta to flakes as Boxer watched, and Beta fed. Boxer moved into shadow and said,. Now Mark was a great guy mostof the time and at work he treaded me nice. As for looks he looked likesomething that stepped out of a jungle, stout, with curly black hair and hehad a deep barrel chest. Judging from the size of his basket he must behung like an a****l. For all his good looks he had this exporting fault.Coming from a rich family he loved to brag about everything he had to thepoint people hated to be around him. He was going at it real thick andheavy in his obnoxious way this.