CHAPTER FIVE
The ride back to the neighborhood was agonizing for Bob. Marsha had given him the keys to drive and then had snuggled up next to him and teased him with her fingers and hands all the way home. He had weakly protested when she had unzipped his fly and wormed her hand inside his pants, teasing him into hardness. There was no way he could resist in the heavy traffic they were going through so had just sat in tortured silence as she stroked and fondled him at will. It was obvious she was enjoying his discomfort and kept up a steady stream of seductive conversation describing the things she was going to do to him when they arrived at the house.
He had never been so happy in his life as when they pulled up in front of the Burns' residence and he could fight her away. He reddened s
