"Honey, it would be impossible for any man to NOT be interested," I texted back, urgently."Sorry I called you a perv, Daddy. I was just as out of line..." Heather wrote."No apologies, Sweetie, I'm relieved. I didn't know what to do last night. If being called a perv is the worst thing that happens to me, I am getting off easy! Ha!" I replied.Heather replied by sending a smiling emoji.So I sent a smiling emoji with hearts for eyes, and wrote, "I love you very much." I love you too Daddy. I am. On his forearm was tattooed his name “Dale”. I couldn’t believe what I heard and saw next, Dale said to my Cougar wife “where’s the lube and some rubbers, I want your ass”. She replied “there on the TV stand” as he got off of her and went to get his stuff. Simultaneously, my wife changed positions she was now kneeling on the edge of couch with her ass up so her biker lover could stand up and take her anally. Dale stood behind her and tore open a rubber and wrapped it around his cock. Then he. One of is part time jobs was the overnight cleaning of a local bar.I guess that job was his downfall. He started drinking. At first it was just a beer before starting his overnight. It progressed to hanging around in the morning for an "eye opener". Finally he spent all his waking hours in the bar drinking. We soon lost the house, but the bar owner took pity on us and made a small shack by the rail yards part of his pay. My Mother and Dad fought all the time they were together. My Mother wasn't. Billy began rubbing his cock through his pants and began saying how he wished it was my moms mouth on his cock. After a minute or so, he said, “I gotta let it out” and stood while pulling his shorts off. When his shorts cleared his cock, it sprang up like a big bent tree limb. I was amazed at how hard it was and I guess I was drooling. He asked “do you think your mom would like sucking it”? I just kept staring at it as he turned toward me and asked “would you like to suck it” as he swung it.