We chatted on line that afternoon and she told me the man was her husband. My first impression of him wasn’t good. He was decent-looking and in good...physical shape. He had all his hair. That was all OK, but his eyes just looked cruel.I would, of course, run into them in town occasionally. From what I could see, Shellee seemed to be a normal teen. She was a younger copy of her mom, short and slim with big brown eyes and a cute smile. John, as you might have gathered, was always watching what. Immediately I told ” Okay, I was just messing with you. The bet is called off. I was joking ”But this was just my strategy. I continued my talk with her for a while and made her laugh. Because every time she laughed she leaned back and that would make her nipples shown through her top.! Unfortunately I had stared for so long that my dick was now erect. She looked at it and accidentally said “Wow”. I was surprised and asked her if she did say that to which she said no.Then I told her you are. I rinsed and dried off and quickly got dressed. Rushing down the stairs, I toweled my hair off and tossed the towel back up toward my room.I entered the living room and saw them all sitting there. My Dad and his wife and Mr. and Mrs. Kirk. They were very good looking, and Henry was the spitting image of them both.He nodded at me and I nodded back and walked toward them as they all stood."Riley Robert Randall, Jesus Christ! Did you wash each individual skin cell or something?" My dad barked. Ashamed of my behaviour I took a seat beside Sukeerti.“Why were you checking my ass?” Sukeerti asked naughtily.Unable to build any explanation I said, “Sorry!”“You like them; I’ve caught you doing that many times.” Sukeerti didn’t want the topic to die.“Sorry!!” I said with my face still bent down.“You like them… my ass.” She asked again with an obvious stress on ass.“Hmm” I shamefully replied.“Awwww” she said gently moving her hand on my thighs.Chudwanewali was having her impact for sure. I.