Or maybe I won’t even react. I don’t know, but I know that taking a handful of sleeping pills isn’t going to get me back in her life.”“What ...f she actually dumps Brad?” Cecilia asked.I shook my head. “Too little, too late. If she’d done that any time up to and including last night, I’d have given it a chance. Once I moved in here, that’s done.”They nodded and we talked about the party tomorrow. Cecilia said she had to go after a while, since she had dinner with Marty to plan, but invited Jane. ”“Couldn't grandpa help?”“His business was starting to suffer from the new competition's advertising on TV, so he was in a tough situation also, at the time.”“Uncle Rip says I look a lot like mom did back in those days. Could you show me, what was so hot about sex on the bed? I have had romps on it sometimes, with my boyfriends; but we tended to roll off, when it rocked.”“You need to turn ninety degrees, and he should have his feet on the floor.”“Huh?”“I don't imagine that you've ever read. He reaches over and pulls on Amy's tank top exposing her breasts and then starts fondling them, as she proceeds to suck deeper and deeper on his cock. I am getting so excited watching one of my best friends sucking on my Dad, my lovers cock. I can't take it any longer, release hold of Dad's cock, but Amy takes over right where I was, by taking hold of my father's prick and jacking it into her mouth. I drop my robe and asked Amy if she has it lubed up enough for me. She stops sucking long enough. Several hours later, I felt John stir as he fondled my tits. He mounted me and fucked me hard as he called me his slut wife.The next night I continued my story. I was topless when John got home, and we skipped dinner. We sat down with our wine, for more story telling. John remarked, "Carol, you were really nasty and I"m still having trouble wrapping my mind around it all. I'm not pissed, just thinking of you in a different way. Will you fuck another guy some time in the future so I can.