Even though I didn’t put us in this position by being the one to say ‘oh no, we’re not together’ or even ‘thank you’. But Jamie, being the...guy he always is, had to make a comment ‘Honey, isn’t she sweet?’, then he turned and unsuccessfully whispered to me, ‘You wouldn’t have to feel so shy if you would’ve let me pick you up’. What the heck was that supposed to mean? Even if he picked me up I would’ve still wanted to come here. One of the drunk ladies chimed in, ‘I know that’s right. Girl he’s. I wanted to know if they would be interested in an unconventional investment with some of their money. Dory was at her home and Pam was off with Pete somewhere. It was the perfect opportunity to have the discussion. I waited until dinner was finished and the dishes were done."Can I call a family meeting?" I asked as I addressed the three of them."What about?" my father asked."About money," I answered as cryptically as possible."Okay, I guess," Dad said.We were sitting in the kitchen as we. Continuing to work and type for over 30 minutes, I stuck to my own assignment, wondering how long he would have me suck him. As his cock slowly started to leak pre-cum, the taste of salty yet sweet blueberries and pineapple overtook my taste buds. With my mouth starting to tire, his typing finally came to an end. Gripping the desk, he slowly started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth."Why don't you come on back up here," he stated as he looked down at me. "Let's see that ass of. Dad was often on the computer late at night after Mum had gone to bed, and I was usually on the sofa watching TV. I presumed that Dad was "up to no good" because he only went on the computer when Mum was out or she had gone to bed. It turned out that he was regularly chatting to a guy called Robertbi so it didn't take much education to gather what he was talking about although this came as a big shock to me because I had only ever thought of him as being straight. It turned out that he had also.