As usual, he was married and over forty and had three lovely children at home making his wife’s life miserable. A good wife that felt like life was ...assing her by and she had missed the fun she deserved because she had played by all the unspoken rules. A wife that kept her pussy only for her husband despite her wildness in her pre-marital days when she was a “hot number” with a lot of satisfied boyfriends and strange “one-night only” males with hard cocks and no conscience about her age or. I never knew how sexy it was to dress one. By the time Dad finished dressing a totally cooperative Cindi, I was hard as a rock and Megan and Amy were panting in my ear."Thank you. I didn't want Amy to see me like that. I mean, she knows I have to have sex with you just like all of us, but seeing it is something else. I didn't want her to see us ... you know..." Too late," Amy said as she walked into the room. Her twin looked chagrined."Amy ... I ... I..." Cindi started, then didn't know what to. About 20 minutes later Jan came down and said, "Michael may be a few minutes. I asked to try on some boots and you know the gyrations you have to go through to get those suckers on. Michael seems to have created a small wet spot near the zipper of those silk pants. Poor Michael. He asked me to send Mrs. Freeley up to gather the shoes we picked out. Found any appropriate swim suits?" Yeah, but I can't try any on, even over my panties. They sprung a little leak." Mine too. There must be something. I was living in my parents home with my parents and children. Whereas my siblings were living separately in their respective homes. I was the dearest of all the children to my parents. Maybe that’s why I ended up staying with my parents. My parents and my siblings forced me to marry again.But I didn’t like their advice and opposed it many times. To describe me, I am a fair and beautiful lady. I was fondly called as Suma. My close friends and some of my relatives describe me an hourglass figure.