“It’s wrong…Please…” Stephanie pleaded under her breath.“Look, honey, there is nothing wrong with feeling good. I’m not asking you to ha...ve sex with some stranger. I just wanna cum, and I know deep down you want to too. Just sit back and relax. Thanks to Arianna I can do this myself if need be.” Her pussy puckered its lips as if blowing Stephanie a kiss. Then as if on cue, Stephanie squealed as she felt the wet appendage part her nether lips. She looked down and sure enough, there was a tongue. Very soon in the game, I realized that it was not a contest onmy own terms - with a fixed set of rules defined at the very beginning -when they changed the title to the "best wife contest". I didn't protestthough, the closer to Marla's home turf, the better, I though. In fact, itwas Stephanie who protested to the new name, on the grounds that shewasn't married, and thus technically not a wife. The change wasn't in namealone, as it turned out, and the competition events took on more and. For now, that’s enough, I think.”Mom shrugged. “I know what you’re feeling to some extent. I’ve seen what he does to the girls. It’s hard to not want to be that satisfied. I get the distinct impression that things are going to get more interesting, rather than less over the next few weeks.”I sighed. This was starting to backslide and I didn’t want to get mired down in weeks of going back and forth. “No. I need things to get more calm. Dr. Spencer pointed out that everything’s been going. The room hummed with the low murmurs ofFinancial wizardry, most of which was well beyond myComprehension.The man sitting on my immediate right was deep in legalDebate. I took it to be a mere accident when his kneeBrushed against mine. I didn’t suspect otherwise until IFelt his hand come to rest on my exposed thigh.He continued his verbal exchange as his hand crept underMy towel. I glanced over at my Grandfather who was littleMore than an obscure shape in the fog. My heart pounded likeA bass.