But it returned, demanding to be addressed, to be formally rejected. Why would my father have kept a box of pictures of Grandma teasing a man that was...'t his father? There was only one conclusion. The man was her son, my own father.My mind reeled at the thought, recoiling in shock, despite the way I had teased Mom. I had just been fucking around then. The idea had just popped into my head for some reason I kept it up because it seemed to get Mom hot. My body had a different take. I exploded in. “Bad Parenting thread, lol!” one of the new boys said. His name was Julian, and he seemed very interested in putting our pictures on a website called 4chan.“That’s Justin’s mom behind us,” the other boy who was named Tyler said.“No way? She isn’t like a webcam actor or something you hired?” Tyler turned around and drank in my nudity while I remained at his feet. “Your mom is hot, bro!” was his assessment. They both still seemed skeptical I was really his mother. It was definitely shocking, and. "I'll get you some energy bars and some chocolate," I said. "Don't try to move, though if you need the loo it's upstairs at the top of the stairs. Stay wrapped up though; you have mild hypothermia." OK," she croaked as I went hunting through my cupboards for the items.I soon found what I was looking for and handed them over. Back in the kitchen I decided to oven cook a warm meal rather than a microwave, as I now realised the girl would be here for at least the night.Wandering back into the room. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he encouraged me to do it. And, then I promised Melanie (our cuckcake) that I would do it for her. Why did I do that? I have no idea. She was well off, in fact. Her husband, a CEO for a local conglomerate, is wealthy, and little did he know that his trophy wife was cheating on him with my husband. Not just cheating. She was totally taken with my husband. I could tell...as I was forced to watch sometimes, other times they kicked me out of the room.