The Moonlight MisconceptionFebruary 1982 through 2007. Roslyn sat at her table, reminiscing and wondering how it had come to this. Twenty-five years. ... quarter of a century. One marriage, two children from conception through marriages. And many, many events carefully entwined in the mix over the years. Some public, most very covert.How had life sent her in such a direction that it would eventually lead her to pick up the phone and, however reluctant, mutter that one submissive word."Now."Roslyn. Mike was slobbering all over Ranger Rick’s patch of pubic hair. Ranger Rick unbuttoned and pulled off his shirt, exposing his body that was in tip-top shape. He rasped, “You guys probably don’t even have a license to camp here. You’re in a shit-load of trouble unless you do just as I say.” Mike looked up at him and actually said, “Yes sir.” Ranger Rick said, “You boys, ya like eatin’ assholes, so eat this one.” He put one work-boot clad foot on top of the cooler and spread his ass cheeks.. Suprisingly as time went by, I didn't set one off thinking of what may or may be not happening. I guess it was because I really did believe her when she said it was just coffee. I can't remember the exact time but I would say around 10pm I got a call from my wife. "Hello, well I guess we were both wrong." "What does that mean?" "He's interested in your cousin. Not me. So he was like so, "uh do you have Tracy's number?" I was like why?" "Cuz she's hot!" "Uh, she has a boyfriend and they've been. I had to get my clit cleaned so I could apply the ointment to make it heal, but it was sore.I got my shower and treated my clit. I looked at it in the mirror and it was kind of cute. Every time I moved the bell would ring and I giggled, even if it did hurt. The ointment did help sooth it some, but I knew I wouldn't be getting fucked in my cunt any time soon.Once I finished, I dried off and made my way back to the living room. Daddy was naked when I got back and his cock was hard. I just knelt.