Until one night, Swati came home and started riding me on the couch with her work clothes on. As that tight little pussy slipped down to absorb my coc..., I realized Swati never took off her panties – she wasn’t wearing them coming home from work!I was suspicious because in the morning I saw her putting her pink panties on with my own eyes. And this started to happen more and more often, and sometimes she was missing her bra, sometimes her stockings were gone.Three weeks later I decided to find. ” she blushed.The phone rang about then and saved us from embarrassing each other any more. It was Becky, checking to see if I was ready to be picked up and spend the day with her and Katie.“He’s been pacing the floor and driving us all nuts,” Mom laughed and winked at me. “Please come and take him out of our misery.” She hung up and left the room with mugs of coffee for her and Dad.“See you at dinner tonight, Mom,” I called after her.I rinsed out my cereal bowl and put it in the dishwasher. She grabbed my cock and worked it back and forth across her clit, then slipped it into the opening of her vagina, using her fingers to push me in. Her pussy was tight. I could feel the walls of her vagina clamping down on the shaft of my cock. Donna moaned her approval as I pushed my pelvis against hers. I rhythmically worked myself in and out of her, as she grunted her approvals. “Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” Donna breathlessly opined. I couldn’t hold back. I shot my first stream of cum deep. "Just making sure," Brittany smiled.We had thought it would be awkward to have our relationship around Brittany with her being the only single person in the house, but she reveled in it."So," Brittany said after she had stopped to watch me prepare my famous chili. Everyone loved it."I knew it," I said, shaking my head.I knew something had to be up when both Sandy and Kathy called me at different times of the day, saying they were going to be late coming home."Well," Brittany said as she jumped.