One night I couldn't sleep so tip-toed downstairs into the lounge behind the sofa to see dad not wearing much, talking to a web-cam picture of a gorge...us naked lady on his laptop. She was slowly squeezing her nipples, licking her lips and discussing what she would do to dad at the weekend. I crept back to bed and made do with a girly mag I found in dad's sock drawer. She arrived on Friday, and dad announced this was my new step-mum who had come to stay for the weekend, bringing her bossy. He began rubbing lotion on the backs of her thighs and Jennifer unconsciously parted her legs a bit when she felt his hands rubbing the insides of her thighs. He intentionally kept from going too high on her thighs, not wanting to take advantage and perhaps cross some boundary with her. But when Jennifer moaned "higher" he knew she wasn't worried about boundaries. She parted her legs wider as his hands moved further up her legs, brushing the hem of her bikini bottoms. Jennifer gasped as his. It was hard being a single mother. His Dad died in a car accident when he was only 5, a long 13 years ago. I sat on the bed and took a few deep breaths, struggling with my feelings. To be honest I had to admit that I was slightly aroused. Seeing a spurting cock had always been a turn-on. Sure, I've had some lovers over the years, but there has been a dry spell lately. I changed and then walked down the hall to the dining room. When I passed his door, I called out, "I'm going to order us some. “Girls, just for a start. Shall we watch some more videos?”“Good idea,” I agreed, looking at Janie to see if she knew what kind of videos we were talking about. She didn’t: she was looking unsure, but willing to go along.We settled on the mats facing the big TV, under the infra-red lamps I’d put in, with me on one side of the laptop, then Lettie and then Janie. Lettie looked for the teen lesbian site she’d been on the previous evening.While she got under way I looked across, discreetly, at.