Unfortunately, Mom still wasn’t as good a cook as Henry. The roast was a trifle overdone and the baked potatoes underdone. The vegetables were fro... a frozen package. Henry never made frozen vegetables. I was accustomed to better, but then Henry was the best, not only in the kitchen, but in other rooms, as well. We’d made love in every room in the house and even in the basement, my butt sliding back and forth on the dryer.Daddy spoke first once the food was served. “How’s your class this. The whole week after school we fucked like crazy and we both wondered if Carol's Dad was fucking my Mom like my Dad said he was, or whether my Dad just said that so Carol's Mom would allow Dad to get into her. We found out all about that a week later when we caught her Dad at my house fucking my Mom in broad daylight. School had let out early that day and my Dad was at work. Carol came with me to my house so i could change out of my school clothes. We entered into the front room and we heard. "But that's up to Shari, not me." I wanna try it," Shari murmured, grabbing the cheeks of her ass. "I'd kinda like to see what it's like, a cock up my asshole!"Fortunately, the shower in the master bedroom was large enough for all three, but just barely. They squeezed into it and soaped each other. There was a lot of laughing and feeling going on. Joyce felt wonderful being able to play with her children this way. She felt as though her children were the best children any mother could possibly. I still couldn't believe that he sucked cock.We lie in bed together kissing and swapping cum for an hour or so touchingeach other's bodies and cocks.He was such an incredibly sweet and gentle lover I just couldn't get enoughof him.We talked about all kinds of stuff, two buds with a lot in common –especially being gay.We talked about our fears of getting "outed", but also our dualrealizations that there was no doubt in our minds about what we wanted.I talked about how I loved his body and huge.