.. I didn't understand but noted a took a shower when she was on the way over. She told me to climb up on the bed and lower my balls and cock by her...face pointing at her breasts as she wanted to see me cum on them. I didn't have to be told twice. I lept up on the bed, tossed a leg over her head and started stroking. I could see her breast heaving with her breath and noticed she had removed her hands from the vibrator but left it deep inside her - muffling the sound it was making. Within. Just look at us."Friday afternoon dad flew in and when he got home he found mom waiting for him dressed in a low cut blouse, short skirt and high heels. A normal man who had been away from her for a week would have taken her right then and there on the floor. All dad did was kiss her on the cheek and go into the kitchen to get himself a beer. I decided that I would get out of the house and leave the two of them alone. I called Roxie and asked if I could stop by and visit and she told me to come. In a weeks’ time, I get to attend a special kinky party in Las Vegas. I've decided to invite you, my reader, to ride along in my head (with my cousin is she dares!) You might find my approach odd, unorthodox and unusual, but to be sure, you will not find it boring!To begin, I never have an attachment to who will attend or really what will actually happen once I'm there… That’s the key to what makes this a most thrilling ride!Thinking about creating something new to bring to a party titillates. I sat down on the bed, took a deep breath and struggled to regain my composure. Shock quickly gave way to feelings of rage and betrayal. Most of all, a burning desire to get even exploded within me like a hand grenade. That dirty son-of-a-bitch, I said to myself, holding up the incriminating, black, thong panty. About a size three, I guessed, I wear a five. My cheating shithead of a husband had bagged some skinny-hipped, young stuff. I considered sniffing to see if the damned thing reeked of.