It had robbed me of my childhood and it had destroyed my mother. My father invested his every waking moment in the business and his lack of attention ...for anything else had driven my mother to drink, which in turn led her to an early grave. It made me pick a college as far away from home as I could get and to keep from going home when I graduated I joined the Peace Corp and spent two years in Sierra Leone. When I came home I put myself in a Masters Program and I might have gone for a second. “I don’t really do these things, so I don’t know, a meal maybe?” “What? Don’t be lame. What about clothes. If I don’t get to see naked girls at the lake, at least I’ll get to look at you,” Joseph smirked. “What? No way! We’re still in school and there’s no way I’m going to do that.”“Listen, you have the keys to the gym right? Just lock it up. Anyways, Mr Mecum is going to come back, right? What do you say? We’ll play for clothes.”“Umm… Ok, we’ll play for clothes,” Chloe could feel her heart. .go...uh...anywhere." I heard her put the phone down and I could now hear what sounded like springs squeaking. As I began to put one and one together in my head my suspicions were blatantly confirmed by my wife's words, which I could hear even with the phone put down. She was never a quiet one. "Oh fuck yes! Fuck me harder with that fat cock! Stretch my little pussy out! Oh...oh...oh...I am gonna cum! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhhhhh," which was followed by a male groaning as the springs squeaked more. Eyeing my ass as he fondled the flowered panties that covered it.Sitting next to him on the sofa,I couldn't help but see the bulge in his jeans. He looked down and smiled. "Can I touch it..... please?" I begged. "Yes...you may, sweetie." He responded. My hands shaking,I reached over and gently traced the outline of his erection. Grabbing the back of my head firmly. "Now kiss it." He demanded, forcing me down. I submitted and did as I was told. "Open my pants. "He ordered. I slowly opened his.