It's been years since I've heard from my boy.
His wife is...well, let's just say she's a difficult person to get along with. He randomly calls me up to see if he can stop by. I suspect there's more to his call then just a random visit. And I'm right. He wants me to watch his wife's brat. What am I, a babysitter?
But when she walks in, I realize the error of my thinking. She's a blonde bombshell and old enough that I won't get in trouble. He only intends on leaving her with me for a few hours, but things don't go as planned, and she ends up having to spend the night at my place. I don't mind.
Especially when I see her in the shower.
One thing leads to another, and she's got me showing her how a man with plenty of experience can teach her a few things....