Nice big dick.I took his hand and placed it on my thighs. They were nice and shaved. Letting him know it was okay for him to touch me. I looked at him...and ran my hand over his cock. Using my fingers to outline his hard-on through his shorts. As soon as I did that, I felt him reach up and start to grab my cock. I told him he could touch me anywhere he wanted. Not to be afraid. Think of me as his date for the day. Treat me as he would a real woman and I would be that for him. I moved to show. I recognized a red top she used to wear in summer time. The top was close to a short skirt, socks, a black bra and a little thong. And right beside all that stuff, there was a pair of boxer shorts. They were not mine…Surprisingly, I didn't find myself particularly angry. I hadn't expected to come home to find this, but now that I had, I found myself considering the logical aspect of my sweet wife being naked in my bedroom with another man. Indeed, I found myself somewhat turned on.Walking. Harry Alexandrou:Why don't we go to that lovely cafe for some R & R and a good drink?Harry Junior:May i have a cup of coffee?Harry Alexandrou:Nope,only when you grow up.Taryn Terrell:Drink...Harry Alexandrou:Are you alright honey?You seem to be lost in thought,is everything okay?Taryn Terrell:No,silly!I'm fine,let's go.That's strange.I heard mom saying"Drink..."at a nostalgic tone which reminds me that even though i've seen dad drink a few times when he is with his business partners or at mom's. Helena admired my home, telling me she really loved it.I then saw through the large floor to ceiling windows Melora making her way from the servant’s quarters at the back of the grounds to my property. She waved as she saw me; she must have heard the hover taxi dropping us off.She wore a nice long turquoise dress, tight in all the right places, and showing off her terrific young enormous cleavage. Melora had no idea her mother Helena had travelled back with me; or that I had purchased her.