She the swivelled on the couch grabbed her knees to her chest and faced me. 'What do you think of that then David?' she asked.What I thought was shock...ng, because when she'd grabbed her knees she had revealed a brief but full view of her pussy. She was not wearing anything at all under her tee shirt. She was as sexy as I have every seen a woman. But it was all conflicting signals, coming in wearing next to nothing, showing me a glimpse of her pussy yet nothing in her words or voice showed. The realization that her father was dead sending tears into her eyes and the grief began to build in her. This stranger was holding her intimately and she knew she should pushing him away but his embrace was comforting as the pain coursed through her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lowered her fore head to his hair. She began to sob out her pain her knees slowly gave way but he held her up and did not complain when he felt her tears soaking into his hair. He felt kind of awkward. Her brother had gone off to college, and without her pet, she found herself desiring the unique sexual contact that had come out of being one of my slaves.So after a week of trying to play it by the rules, between feeling Eric's lust returning and Sheryl making every attempt to turn me on, I finally gave in and "borrowed" a key to the room and asked Sheryl and Eric to meet me there after first hour.I was surprised to find them in a kiss when I reached the third floor. I instantly made myself. The lounge door opened and I was about to welcome him home when in walked his mate Phil followed by another mate Dave and then hubby. Well panic stricken I jumped up and ran off into the kitchen, the only thing I could find to cover up with was one of hubby’s shirts which was just about long enough to cover down to my stockings before they followed me into the kitchen. Phil said had we spoilt your plans dear, I just smiled and shook my head and he continued there’s plenty of food join us and.