Before midday I received another text from my dear hubby:“I want you dress sexy and get your ass ready for me…”This made me wet… It was not us...al Victor announced he wanted to sodomize me…Late afternnon I dressesd sexy as he wanted. A short black dress that barely covered my ass cheeks, stiletto heels and not a thong at all.When the sun was going down, I got his last message;“You should wait for me with the door open, kneeling in the living room, eyes blindfolded and hands at your back, quiet. She is not exactly a slapper, but she is known to be a girl that wont play hard to get.Anyway, dad had encouraged us both to drink as he always did at holiday times. He always says it is better to learn about booze in the safety of the home! Ironic! It wasn’t until about 10pm that I realised I was feeling quite drunk and Julie was very drunk. Dad had been letting us try cocktails and god knows what he had put in them, but they tasted lovely, if very alcoholic!Julies short skirt was quite. Well, that's what mom and I would have. My sister had gone on a kind of health kick and always requested salad for dinner. Tonight she would probably do the rice and salad. Then it hit me. My sister had her 'special' salad dressing. It was some kind of cheesy ranch. She had a fit if anyone else tried to use it. I looked in the door shelves and found the bottle. It was pretty full. I guess she had just gotten it recently. I opened the top. The dressing was white and creamy and only the. It was a strange meeting. "Darnell, someone out front wants to see yuh," said Cal. "Me?" I said. "Yeah, go on, I'll cover," said Cal. I wiped my hands off and headed toward the front. It was 11:00AM, the breakfast crowd had already cut country and we were getting ready for the lunch bunch. I rounded the counter where the register was and saw her. She looked fantastic. "Carmela, you look great," I blurted, then bit my tongue. She was the boss and I didn't want to mess with her or make her.