In her hand she had his stained clothes, he had buried them in the wash basket.Andrea expected him to blush and be embarrassed but instead Luke was ch...llenging.“You don’t know that I have been experimenting with cameras and sensors.”Andrea shook her head.Luke beckoned her to follow him into his room.He switched on his laptop computer and watched. In grainy semi darkness Andrea could see someone moving. She instantly recognised herself, standing in his doorway, watching him.“Did you enjoy. " They nodded and started talking back and forth. They conversation was about who was leaving and not. I could tell that for some it was going to be an early night as discussions of hubbies, k**s, and babysitters timelines came and went. Kelsey let everyone know that this was knew of her only k** free weeks since the k**s were at her ex's parents for the Fourth of July. It was decided that the party pooppers were leaving. I got grilled about how we met (I lied, Kelsey backed my story) and how. I knew by the smile on her face that it was.“None of your business, we’re over. But if you must know, yes it was”.“Better than me”?“There’s no comparison”.“Does he fuck you in your panties like we do”?“Did. Yeah, there was no time to take them off”.“Which ones?”“I can’t remember…”“Yes, you can. Was it the new red satin ones I bought you for Valentines but we never used”?She knew it was those, of course. “Maybe, so what”?“I want them back”.“A present is just that. Anyway, I don’t think you’d. Needless to say, I was stunned.I should have done or said something to intervene, but instead I did nothing. In fact, the only thing that I was able to accomplish upon hearing my daughter's words was to sprout the most enormous hard-on that I had ever had, even though I couldn't be sure at this point, what was happening.Then I heard Vicky running in the hall and then she entered her bedroom, which was across the hall from Laura's and mine. Adventurism? Voyeurism? Perversion? I can't say why I.