She quickly got up and put her small panties on and climbed into bed with me. Steve looked over and said hey what about me. I didn’t come yet. She a...ctually asked me for my approval to go help Steve with his little problem. I said OK but he cannot enter you I don’t want his DNA mixed with ours, lover. Do what you need but no fucking. She kissed me and said, I’ll be right back. It was clear that she planned on sleeping with me all night and that we were going to be like rabbits latter. She went. And I wanted a smile on Michelle's face just as frequently too. She was trembling in my arms expressing physically her glee at the surprise of being at her favorite eatery.As Michelle's kisses began to wane and she started to settle down, Lindie leaned into me and put her hand on my cheek. Then she wrapped her fingers on the back of my jaw, lifting and pulling my face to hers."I know what Michelle wants. What do you want?" Lindie asked."You!" I said with a false toothy grin.Instantly there was. But, I don’t want to fuck around on her”.“A stiff dick has no conscience” Fat Mike said.“That sounds about right, but what if I like the other woman more than her. That would be a hell of a mess.”“Who said it has to be another woman? Hells bells Jim, there are all kinds of ways to get off. You don’t have to fuck another woman. There are all kinds of things you can do to make jacking off a lot more fun also”.“Like what?” Jim asked.“Well, for instance, you could jack off with someone else.” Mike. Just don’t blame me if they bust their gut laughing. Growing up isn’t what it used to be, is it?MEMORIES :My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother’s house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to ‘sprinkle’ clothes.