Opening the fridge to get a water, the light fell on my bag and I remembered the dildo. My stomach gave a little flutter of excitement. What was it th...e old man had said… ‘use it on your wife at night’… something like that. A moment’s search and the box was open, the dildo a dark shape in my hand. It did feel very sleek and sexy. I could almost imagine a tingle in my palm. ‘Use it on your wife.’ It was too tempting. I crossed to the bed and looked down at Katy. The room was far from dark. A. Her father caught that. His eyebrow millimetered up and his jaw set in thought.“I’m sure I will, Max’s already bugging me for summer work at the firm as it is,” he agreed. “We’re here. Do you think we’ll get a word in edgewise once we sit down to eat, Gene?”“I respectfully refrain from commenting negatively on your daughter’s ability to command a conversation,” I said with a smile. He parallel-parked before he looked at me.“I can respect that.” He got out. I noticed Alex sliding across the back. I felt a bit embarrased by her forwardness but was getting very excited at the same time, and my cock was pulsing hard. She leaned forward putting her glass down on the coffee table, then reached over placing her hand on my leg. My cock was now standing at attention as she rubbed my leg, "I think I can help you take care of that." she said as she slid her hand under the leg of my shorts taking a firm grip on me. I moaned as she fondled my stiff cock, she moved closer and planted a wet kiss on. He explained that each girl had to carry a bottle from one side of the barn, to the other, and back. Times taken would be recorded and a winner would be announced at the end of the night. He didn’t say if there was a prize. Then came the ‘interesting’ part, we couldn’t use our hands or our mouths.I instantly guessed how we were supposed to do it, but the guy had to explain it to one girl who’s English wasn’t that good. I translated for her.I wasn’t expecting to do well as I’d just had 3 guys.