So... close." Unzip me," Marla whispered and turned her back to me. I unzipped her little black cocktail dress, and unhooked her strapless bra.Barbara... emitted her hard laugh as she shook in orgasm. Marla shimmied and her dress and bra fell to the floor. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her pantyhose and tugged them down her legs as Tim climaxed and collapsed, flattening Barbara against the bed with his cock still in her."Come on," Marla said with a giggle. She dragged me to the bed where. That is what he called the experimental depilatory that changed all our lives, my son and myself, and my husband the master of 'Follicle Follies' as the product came to be named. “Get your jollies with Follicle Follies”, so the slogan went, before it became illegal. But before that even, my louse of a spouse tried it on his offspring and his wife. He didn't exactly know what he was getting us all into. But he had to have Guinna pigs to see if it worked. It did, only too well, much better. Well, I ran into a girl from my high school. She told me that I was part of a hazing ritual for Kristy."Marie had heard some of the horror stories about pledging sororities and had vowed to stay clear of them."Anyway; to get into the sorority she had to date a guy chosen by one of the seniors. She had to get take him on a series of dates, getting him more worked up with each one. Her goal was to send me home with blue balls for a week. Then at the big rush party, I was supposed to catch her. Wanna take a ride?" Hi, mom. Where to?" Oh, I just have to run over to Charleston and pick up some papers for work. Won't take long. Just thought you might like to ride along."Bobby considered this for a couple of seconds and then said, "Sure. Why not. " Grabbing his jacket he headed upstairs behind his mother. As they climbed the steep stairs Bobby's eyes were right level with his mother's legs just a couple of feet in front of him. Just then he would have given anything to be able to reach.