With each passing fling, I'd learned more about myself, and about Paula, and had taken baby steps towards becoming the man that I wanted to be.Three C...ertainly Isn't A Crowd Scott and I hustled in through the patio door, fresh from the hot tub. We were still damp enough to leave a trail of wet footprints on the hardwood as we passed through the master bedroom and into the sitting area. Paula was sitting on the plush wraparound couch, wearing nothing but her fleecy purple robe and a smile. Scott. "That's okay; I've been rubbing her thigh this whole time."I put my head down in mock shame, and removed my leg from my husband's cock."Fine if you don't want me to, I'll just move!"I threw my legs in Dan's direction and he caught my calf in his hand, smiling as he looked at me and then my husband."Now she's distraction me."I laughed and moved in my seat, going first back over to my husband and then back over to Dan, until I finally just spread my legs, and gave one to each of them. Dan's hand. He had signed a letter of intent to play football the following year for the Texas Longhorns. In Texas, football was king and if you played and you where good you where king, which needless to say made you very popular with the ladies. James had been with forty or fifty girls by his senior year and was know by everyone as being in good in bed as on the football field. A couple of days after James had signed his mom's best friend lauren came knocking at the door. James heard the knock on the. A lad whose mother, Beatrice Saint-Pierre, died giving birth to him. My father’s older sister, a hard-working attorney and single mother named Annabelle Saint-Pierre had a big hand in raising me. I love my aunt. I am extremely close to her brats, my cousins Madeline, William and Armand. We attended Boston-area colleges together. Madeline went to Wellesley College, William went to Northeastern University and Armand went to Boston University. These days we form a tight-knit clan. We have to stick.