A pedestal fan whirred away in one corner, ineffectually stirring the thick air. I was trying not to notice that Vanessa had unbuttoned her shirt dow... so far I could just see the bit of her bra where the cups met. Or at least, I would've seen that if I'd noticed. But I hadn't. Not even slightly. I certainly hadn't noticed that her bra was a sky-blue colour, edged with lace. Any rumours that I was wondering feverishly if she wore matching underwear are surely greatly exaggerated. Vanessa. Well, have you ever thought about Tish Masters in a sexual way?”“Oh Alan, you know me well. I’ve thought about that coffee table in a sexual way. Why? Wait, let me guess, you slept with her and want a threesome.” She got up wandered into the kitchen, obviously annoyed. “Nope, wrong. I ran into her at the game today and we had a heart to heart about our kids' love affair. She opened up to me that she was glad that they seemed to have a rich sex life. She let it slip that was glad. Lisa stared with jealous eyes as her husband fucked their fourteen-year-old daughter with altogether too much relish. Even though she had just had her son's cock plowing up her slick cunt, and enjoyed it immensely, Lisa still felt angry at the way her husband and daughter were obviously revelling in the carnal delights of their wild, incestuous fuck. Kevin was jealous too... jealous that his father was getting to fuck his cute sister and he wasn't. He looked at Debby's cock-filled little. I slunk down beside my bed and stared at the wall for a good twenty minutes before I decided to go through with it. It wasn't like me at all. I stood up, looked down at my tits, bent my head around to look at my ample backside, and looked into the mirror.I didn't say anything.I took two painkillers and a birth control pill off my dresser, swallowed them and took a shower. My makeup was next and then I went to work picking my outfit. I knew I would have to show some skin for what I planned to.