Rick'sdad was killed in a caraccident about 3 years before. His mother was at herwits end on how todeal with him getting into so much trouble. She did...n'tunderstand that hewas getting into trouble to prove to the other guys he wastough.One of the things Rick really love doingwas going to his Cub Scoutmeetings. He belonged to one of the local Cub Scoutsdens, even though hehad to ride almost 2-miles on his bike to get to ameeting. It was at theCub Scout Den meetings that Rick felt like the rest. Don't ..." I began to plead. He stood and took my hands and pulled me to my feet. Then he guided me to the edge of the bed and gently urged me to lay back. As I did, he pulled the thong down over my hips and legs, spread my thighs and knelt to continue administering pleasure; only this time with his mouth.His tongue touched my sensitive button; I shuddered and buried my fingers in his thick hair and held on for dear life as my hips thrust against his face. The stubble of his beard rasped. “Terry?” She asked me quietly, using her pet name from Houston.“Yes, Baby.”“Can we do something that I used to dream of?”“Something you dreamed of. I’m guessing that it’s something that we haven’t done either individually or inside our marriage with our wives.”“Nope. I want to make love to you ... under the Christmas tree.”I smiled at my smallest wife and stood, offering her my hand. She got up and stepped onto the couch.“Kiss me.”We were almost looking eye to eye with her standing on the couch. If you want me to stay in a hotel, I understand. But I swear, I will never do anything like that ever again. I only did that time because I was drunk, and after being away from you for 2 months I had no resistance when the whore hit on me in the bar that night.”She said he should return to their home, and they would discuss it. And after she hung up she went to take a shower, knowing where the local walk-in clinic was. And in the shower, she cried softly, knowing that it was not Frank that gave.