' I could see Sarah and Dave looking at her back they both looked like they wanted to fuck her. She arched her back and pressed her tits to my chest,...grinding into me slightly. 'I want you to strip her clothes off while we watch, over there by the fireplace. Then I want you to rub her pussy for a little while, get it nice and wet. ' She moved to the side so I could stand up, and I took Sarah's hand and led her to the mantel. Sarah was really quiet, and her skin was on fire, I could tell. "Remember, when you used grab my ass at every opportunity, no matter where we were, sometimes even in full show of my family at our re-unions?" mother reminisced. "Not my fault you had such a perfect ass, besides, I don't recall you complaining, especially when I used grind myself into you from behind where no one could see" he chuckled. "Remember your sisters wedding photo and I'm standing right behind you with my cock in-between your ass cheeks?" my father grinned once more."Haha, how could I. After several drinks, she leaned into the small table. Her eyes were still lit with excitement but there was now an element of mischievousness, too. “Do that thing.” I looked back at her uncomprehendingly. “That thing … what you did at the club to Joe’s friends.”Ah, I thought, that thing when I took off my bra and panties and flashed. “Ma’am … that ‘thing’ … I only did that because you wanted me to.”She nodded as she gazed into my eyes intently. “Tell me something, Abby dear. You told Joe that. Without thought, Pamela moved over and sat on Dillon’s lap with her arms around his neck as she cried on his chest. Cassandra stood and went to them and put her arms around both of them.Pamela didn’t know how long she sat on Dillon’s lap. Eventually she calmed enough to realize where she was. She felt safe and comforted with his strong arms around her.He had started as her employee, but over the three plus years he had been in her life their relationship had evolved to the point where she.