One of them surely must belong to Catherine Dixon, decided Anne and with Dan probably still with his Aunt Vicky, the other could well belong to a visi...or, perhaps even a client she was ‘entertaining’, thought Annie when noting curtains were drawn across an upstairs window, although Annie knew the possibility of young Dan’s Mother being a whore along with her sister remained mere supposition until she’d discovered a lot more about Catherine Dixon, mused Annie and there was only one way to do. (See Kira Wildgirl's stories "Perfect Club, No.1" and "Perfect Club, No.2" here on Lush, which inspired this story.) Since members could bring guests, only one of us needed to get a membership. I lived closer and had more money, so I was elected to be the member so Kate could be my guest. The membership application had medical forms that required a doctor's signature. I'm healthy and disease free, but I had another examination and a signed letter attesting to that. Then I discovered the club. I wasn't surprised having known him and his family. Still I couldn't turn my back on her. I let her stay in the vacant spare bedroom. How could I do less for my daughter? For the next nine months, actually closer to eight, I looked and watched over her. When the time came it was me taking her to the hospital only to be left pacing around the waiting room. At thirty-five, I was very much the oldest male as the two other expectant fathers, both about twenty,. Carl smiled broadly as he said; “She is ours now man! So go sit down in the corner there and watch as we turn your wife into a slut who loves black cock, or leave! But be warned, once you go out that door, it automatically locks and no-one gets in. More importantly, she can’t escape either! She is already showed us that she wants this to happen, so there is no use in you objecting to it!”A few minutes later, the guys traded places and she never even looked to see me, there, with a hard-on in my.