It was all over the TV news, and also on the Internet. The incident was discussed in living rooms and chat rooms around the planet. For a while, I did...’t know what to make of it. Were they going to hound me even more than they used to? I wouldn’t be surprised, folks. People are funny. They can love you one day and want to crucify you the next. They’re so two-faced. I hate that about them. You can’t trust nobody. I mean, my own mom and pops called me the devil and shut me out of their lives.. The excitement still in her body, she went through the collections, picking out the ones she felt would best fit her.“This one with the split will go so nice with some black high heeled strap-shoes.” Donna looked at the sexy black long dress. “Ms, Brendan will like it, and maybe Robert too.”She chuckled at the fact she actually wanted to please Ms. Brendan before her Robert. “What a difference a job makes!” she smiled to herself.Within minutes she went back to the waiting Ms. Brendan to show. I found him in his study and asked what the mode of dress would be for dinner. ‘The big party is set for tomorrow,’ he said, ‘so lets just be casual tonight.’ ‘Works for me,’ I said. ‘I’m getting anxious for them to get here.’ ‘Me too, it’s been too long since we’ve seen them,’ he lamented. ‘Fetch us a couple of cold ones.’ I retreated to the den and carried the brews back into the study. Dad had disappeared into the vault and returned with a flat, black velvet case. He opened it and laid it on. I rubbed back against him too, his cock was fully hard then, so I could really feel him against me, she answered. Is your pussy wet now, I asked. Yes it is, very hot and wet, my wife answered.We then left and drove towards home. All the way I was thinking of my wife being felt up and feeling the hard cock of a stranger against her. I was really hard just thinking of it.I suddenly noticed an adult theatre, so I pulled in the lot. Why are we stopping here?, my wife asked. Thought we'd take in a.