I suppressed my tears of joy."What do you want?" I don't know how to ask you. Are you... do you..." He fumbled for words. "Actually what I wanna know ...hat are you happy with abbu?"I didn't understand what he meant; I stared him questioningly."I... I mean," he stammered, "do you like sleeping with abbu?"So that was his intention: he wanted to know whether I liked fucking my father-in-law. I wanted to tell him yes, but knew that it wouldn't be good to say so. It was probably not the right time to. With her not wearing any makeup and embarrassed by her messy hair, nonetheless her disheveled appearance, he looked down at her and smiled. Sensing she was unintentionally giving him a down blouse view of her long line of cleavage and her dirty bra, she put a hand to close the top of her blouse and to deny him any more free looks. Normally no longer bothering her to give any man a free look of her cleavage and bra, when she was wearing a bra, with her not wanting to entice and/or encourage him,. He was rubbing my ass the whole time and my little cock was rock hard by the time we got to his house. We walked around to the back of the house and went in the door to the basement where his room was. We passed through the laundry room and opened the door to his bedroom. I stepped in and stopped in my tracks when I realized that he had six or eight guys waiting for us in there. I was about to protest when he grabbed me from behind. One hand was over my mouth while the other arm wrapped around. Phillips excused himself, saying that he had to be at another meeting.Major Ashley asked Mr. Jackson for an update on our security status. At that point he handed the question off to me saying "BJ can give a more complete picture than I can."I gave a complete rundown on all the improvements since I had become chief of security. Improved lighting, removal of trees and shrubs, we were on the second set of camera upgrades, plus night cams, more security on nights, more grounds patrols and dorm.