Our drive home is just as silent but not nearly as tense. Before we get out of the car I can't help but ask, "What about, you know, me?"Dad had opened...the car door. He sits back down and closes it again, "You mean are you mine or would I keep you if-n you weren't?" Dude. Not funny."He surrenders, "The answer is yes to both." He grabs me an' hugs me hard. "You and Gracie both." He lets me go and looks grave, "But Lizzie - your Aunt Elizabeth - she didn't have an easy time of it 'fore Charles an'. “There,” I said rubbing her stiffening clitty in its cage through the satin sissy panties. “That will get you stretched out for later and meanwhile you can have some fun.”I turned my attention to her breasts and nipples and toyed with then through the satin blouse, occasionally slipping my hand under the fabric for a direct caress.I reached under her skirt and rubbed her clitty through her panties. It was getting harder by the minute now that it was free to grow. After an interlude of caressing. ?I walked around to the night table and picked up the tube of KY jelly and Wendy’s favorite anal dildo. Then I joined my wife on the bed, lying beside her, stroking the insides of her soft thighs. I worked the hem of her white dress up over her thighs. Then I slipped an arm under her back and easily lifted her petite body up, pulling the dress over her waist, exposing her completely. ?No dignity for the dead,? I said, smiling down at her. Her composed features almost made it look like she was. She, in turn, took a piece and fed me, saying thank you. When she fed me I intentionally sucked on her fingers and she just smiled.Later on, she finished her work and while leaving, she said; Saab, tomorrow is Sunday, you will be at home, so I will begin the extra work that I promised. I told her, Mary, it is not a compulsion, if you too are interested, then yes. Shying, she put her head down and said, I am going now. I will come early tomorrow and finish the work quickly.Sunday morning, I.