"Come closer, I want to see the face of my killer, Mr. Sands"I slowly walked over and switched on a small light. Peterson Sr. looked startled as he ap...arently had no idea who I was."So Sands farms out his work now, what a fucking gutless bastard. Well get on with it I haven't got all night."He was still a feisty old bastard. I had a new level of respect for Peterson Sr. he had more backbone than his son ever had."I'm not here to kill you old man" I know that voice! It's the voice of a dead man.. He thenreached over (there were bowls of rubbers and lube all over theroom) grabbed a condom & lube. He put it on then lubed his cock good.I looked at my wife and she nodded at me, then I pulled down mypantyhose some and climbed on his cock, slowly easing it into me. Irode him slow as he grabbed my hips. it felt so awesome to be fuckedin pantyhose and watched by my wife and other strangers. I lookedover at my wife and she now had her skirt off and was fingering herpussy as she watched us. I. "I don't know mom, are you comfortable with anal?" Don't know baby, never did it, does it hurt?" You mean dad and you ... never..." No my dear, your father was an spectacular man and scientist, a very good husband and, as you know better than me, a loving father, but in the sex department he was average the first ten years or so, and mostly indifferent the rest, as you may remember for my very improper behavior with you" That's all right mom, never mind it now. We have a new life together, and. Do you understand?"With that remembrance, and the sound of David coming down the stairs, Sharon tossed the blanket aside, jumped out of bed, went to the corner and splashed some of her clean water on her face, and hurried to the kneeling pad. She was in position, with plenty of time to spare, when David reached the bottom step and moved into her line of vision."Well, little child, I see that you have remembered your lesson well," he said as he stepped into the doorway, stopping about a foot.