. again, or so I thought.It was Labor day weekend, that I got the shock of my life. Michael was called away for a job overseas that was going to keep ...him there for a week. It had been over two weeks since we had sex. Plenty of teasing but before any real action, Michael found some reason to stop. Not that it was an issue, nor was I upset, as this happens from time to time. However, I was a frustrated man.I was anxious for Michael to leave, as I now had several days to be in my Remy. So bad of. You'll come back too, won't you Dad?" Guess I got time. Coffee this time, though."John Comstock purchased one half of the former George Wilcox undivided property from one Samuel Jones. He also leased the former Bradley Wilcox undivided property from one Jessie Wilcox Jones. When he read the lease agreement and saw his daughter's name had been added to, he raised up and threw the papers on the desk. "What are you pulling Jessie? You didn't hitch up with him did you? He's a damned cow thief." Yes. ..he will obviously be aware of the hole. He stepped a little closer, still sanding and he was just the the right of the hole. A crafty look through and I could see a thick curved bulge hanging into the overalls from his crotch. I manoeuvred my cock upright and kept my face close-ish to the hole.Sure enough as he sanded away he stepped right in front of the hole and his tent like bulge was only inches away from the hole. Fuck I was excited.He knew, I knew, who would make the first move?I leaned. Was all of that just a show for your grandfather?”“No, of course not. You know how I feel about you. Granted, we aren’t dating, but he doesn’t need to know that. Things haven’t really changed that much, other than we aren’t sleeping together, and he doesn’t need to know THAT!”“And your comment about playing?” I smirked.“I was teasing. Well, mostly teasing. You remember our conversation?”“I do. You know I’d love to play with you, Joyce!”“Steve Adams, are you asking me to bed?” she said.