"She asked for Trey," was all she said.Trey.That's me. Or at least it used to be when I was what everyone expected me to be. For the first 25 years of... my life, everyone called me Trey. In reality, my name is Benjamin Charles Wallace III. Anyone who has met me in the last eight years knows me as Ben, a fact not lost on my wife.I was the dutiful son for the first 22 years of my life. I excelled at sports and academics in high school and dated all the right girls and joined all the right clubs in. I arrived around dinnertime so even though she was surprised to see me she asked me to stay for super.After dinner she served ice cream and she asked me why I had come. I went out to the car and brought in the first of Grandma's diaries and handed it to mom. Have you ever read this I asked? No, I don't think I have ever seen that book before. You should I told her. Right now. Why not? Okay she agreed and I sat back to eat my ice cream.After a little bit she came to the part about her father. What a sight he made. She remembered changing this man’s diapers when he was a baby. She still could remember that night when his aunt and her had made love on the living room floor and when his aunt had her orgasm and bent her head back seen Sean sitting on the steps… Well, now the roles were reversed. Sarah and his Aunt never made love while he was there; they always went elsewhere for their trysts.Sarah watched as Sean was really working his cock. The girls on the TV were getting ready to. Where is he, we are going to bed right now.20.16 Monday 19th July 2004PL 20, stats 34-21-38-ELast night he was in me from 10.00 pm when we went to bed, until 7.30 am this morning when the alarm woke us up. We did not do any funny stuff, no anal or oral, just lots of beautiful gentle fucking, and he did not pull out once. But it was not all screwing. We must have had half a dozen orgasms, together of course, but we also got lots of sleep. Just as well the bed is so big and it is warm enough not.