Sunday was spent doing homework, shopping, and then Sunday dinner with the family at the club.Now it was time for family dinner at 6:45 as usual. We a...ways left at 6:15.I glanced at my watch as I headed upstairs to get ready. Four forty five. I had enough time, I hoped.I wrapped the towel around my head, and went to pick out an outfit while my AOL signed on.I decided on a tan, knee length skirt; a white halter top; some white, strappy sandals; and my brown purse to match the tie belt that fell. Stephanie’s long, lustrous, dark hair with hints of highlights, her long, slim athletic legs. It all added up to a body that was the very definition of sexual “temptation”. Two days went by and while I tried to restrain myself Stephanie seemed to be raising the sexual tension even further. She came home from work early and would lie by the pool, first in a red bikini and the next day in a black one. I would sit in my study trying to concentrate and work on my engineering consulting work while. With my cock buried in the sluts ass and Joan fisting her cunt hard it fault like I was getting a hand job at the same .Pulling out I take a hold of Joan’s head and just shovel my dirty shitty cock into her mouth and tell her nicely to get cleaning. As I was pulling my pants up and the slut falling onto the floor I see our son and daughter there at the entrance to the kitchen.He is the center on the highs school football team and she is their kicker. My son Frank is 6’1” very heavy but. But it still counted. That was the main thing. It might be crap, but it was clothes off, genitals in place, and a bit of sweat. But it counted.Inevitably, the best sex came from her colleagues. They were after all professionals. They knew what to do and they knew how to give pleasure. And they were the lucky ones who got the chance to do it again, even though it didn't count against the total. But then you had to have some pleasure in your life. And she recorded them, and awarded them the.