When she was about half way up she stopped and looked over her shoulder. “Are you coming?” She asked. We walked into my bedroom. It was tidy but t...ere was no wallpaper on the walls as I was in the process of decorating and hadn’t been able to decide what color I wanted to paint it. Stacy put the bag she had brought from home onto my bed and turned to me. “Undress me,” she said, quietly, sounding a little nervous. Stacy stood silently as I began to lift her t-shirt. Even though I’d seen her. So I took my phone n quickly kept it in recording mode n kept it on the table so that everything was recorded for future use.Slowly sucking her boobs I. Inserted my hand in her skirt n her panty was already but wet. I put my hand in her panty n touched her pussy. N suddenly she tried to stop n get up but I pushed her back n started rubbing her wet pussy with my fingers.After a while I suddenly took off her skirt in one go n Jaya started to go n I don’t leave her. She said it’s not happening. I suggested a gross of condoms, but Rachel thought that was gross (pun intended). Then she suggested we do the same for Al. We didn't. We went for quick lunch. Afterwards, we bought a copy of the Macquarie Book of Slang for Henry.We got to Christmas Eve quite early. Sarah was dramatically over-dressed and wearing too much makeup. Henry wasn't there yet. No Al. Rachel and Sarah went off to "help" mum and dad asked if we could have a "serious five minutes."He asked whether I knew that Sarah. First that Ruthwas rich - her husband had been the CEO of a major local company. And second,that she had told him about our wild night of sex. Turns out he was one of thevery few she'd had besides her husband, though it had been years ago. Hubbyhad been suspicious, before his illness, and Ruth had cut Charley off.Wow. Charley was right about her wealth. The winding drive we turned into wasimmaculately landscaped and led to a 3-story mansion. Ruth met us at the door,wearing a clingy red.