The top of the dress slid down but hung up on her large knockers. “Oh god!” Eden gasped and her hands snapped up to cover her chest. She looked to... Ben for help, but he was making out with Tracy. Tracy’s hand was fondling something beneath the table and Eden didn’t have to guess at what she was doing. “Ben, please,” She said, but he ignored her. She knew not to press him. Eden wanted to cry for help, but she knew that that would cause a commotion and piss off Ben. He didn’t like to be disturbed. He had her impaled and immobile.His palm went to her pelvic bone and the fingers separated her pussy lips until I could see her clit. Then his fingers drummed on that exposed clit, spanking it until my wife was fairly wailing. “Look at me.” he demanded and my wife did this time without hesitation. He kept thrusting into her ass, punishing her little clit and she looked at him with fear and longing on her face. She was going to come soon I could tell by the flush running up her chest to her. I wasted no time. I re-positioned myself cross legged now in front of Cal. I grasped the tray. “Here, sit up,” I said, placing the tray on his lap. “I’ll bring back the salt and pepper,” I said uncrossing my legs then standing on the bed above him affording him the full up skirt view of my tight firm snatch hidden only slightly by the misplaced presence of my slinky thong before jumping from the bed. “Don’t forget your coffee,” Cal said, as I returned to the kitchen. My upright young butt. Not Tammy’s. Anything else that would have restored your sense of manhood. I would have done it in a heartbeat, but not those two things. Not that abortion is wrong, just that it wasn’t something that I could do. I had the choice, but that was one choice that I couldn’t bring myself to make.“In any case, I hope that you have a nice life now. I have my revenge on Lou, so that’s enough for me. I don’t honestly know what I feel ... or what kind of dynamic you and I could have together, but I trust.