" Now another dilemma; my condoms were inside the house. The garage was not part of the house. Right then and there, I didn't care. Because I didn't w...ear a condom with Kayla a few weeks prior, I felt confident all would be good. So I started hitting it raw. The difference this time around was that I wasn't in the shower. And it felt amazing. I started pumping away at about a medium pace. She wanted more. "Fuck me harder Dean. Faster and harder." I quickened the pace to the point where I thought. I took a chair and sat on the corner for a few minutes. The first time that guy squeezed my boobs were hard enough.But the second time he squeezed even harder. It was hurting and I wanted to catch my breath. After feeling normal, I headed towards the ice cream stand. The stand was flooded like anything. There were at least 50-60 peoples surrounding the ice cream stand, demanding ice-cream.Everyone wanted to get the ice-cream first, no one wanted to wait. I too joined the queue, there was a. At one point he had told her "Mom" I love you. Oh honey she said please call me Lucy. OK, but how come? It just does'nt seem right for you to call me Mom while you are fucking my Ass.LaterFriday afternoon two of Troy's friends came home with him after school. Ross and Tamala had been his friends since 8th grade. Ross was a young Black kid, 18 tall he was and good looking. Tamala his cousin was the same age and as beautiful and intelligent as any girl in Troy's class. Honor students all they. I got out of bed and sat at the end of it. June liked to wear skirts and light dresses when it was hot. Not as short as the ones in my dream usually.Why did I dream about that dress and those shoes? I had come home from work after June had left the house, so I did not see what she wore for her "catch-up." It was a dress that was our little joke. She usually wore it to tease me, sometimes when we were sitting out by the pool for barbeques with friends and sometimes when we went out for cocktails.