Do you believe me?"Darla nodded her head. "Dad's cheating on Mom." Her father had lost his image of perfection in Darla's eyes but she supposed she wa... now less than the perfect daughter."That's right. What are you going to do about it?" What can I do about it without hurting someone?" The answer is nothing so it's best to keep the knowledge to yourself." I know that," said Darla. "I wonder what he'd say if he realized I was the one you two were talking about just now." He probably would have. I felt him start to rub the lube all over my butt and start to smear some of it into my crack down onto my thighs and in between my legs. I was holding my legs together as tightly as I could, but his hand were slick enough to slip between my thighs.He stopped rubbing my legs and then proceeded to pour lube all over his cock and stroke himself to what felt like an even bigger erection when he let his dick fall back down on my legs."What the fuck are you doing Kevin?" I'm going to rub my cock up. Still, I can't think about Accounting 101 for more than a few minutes before I drift away in my mind to yesterday. It's a struggle.Vickie is distant to me all week. Not mean, just not very engaging. I guess it was too much to expect for this to continue. It ain't right, after all.Fridays, as you may recall, used to be my only alone time in the house. Except for brief store runs,Mom's home all the time on weekends. But then for two Fridays in a row, Vickie and I had some wild jackoff. Too soon, I started shooting my sperm into her. She must have felt my cock jerking inside her because she whispered how good it felt.I rolled off Sam, just as Pat came in. We asked her to join us, but Pat declined.We spent the rest of the day lazing around, not doing much at all. Sam didn't bother getting dressed after our fuck, except she put a small pair of panties on. I tried to coax Pat out of her clothes, it took a while, but eventually, I did. Not everything, though, she remained in her.