"Wow, you look sharp." That was a little uncomfortable, I thought. I'm used to getting those kinds of looks from guys at work, but from my father-in-l...w?"Oh, thanks. Listen, I've gotta get going." Okay, I'll see you tonight."********When I got home, Irene greeted me quietly, a glass of bourbon in her hand."Hi, Beth, how was your day?" Oh, fine, same as usual." Bill went to the store to pick up something for dinner. Would you like a drink?" Not right now, thanks," I replied. I went to my room to. I may have set aworld record for the slowest time ever to put on a pair of tights butthe end justified the means. At that age there was little enough hairon my legs to show through them. For a bit of modesty when practicing Ialso wore the grey skirt, and by the time of dress rehearsal strollingaround in the heels was not a problem. This was when Mum gave me aproper surprise, presenting me with a bra and knickers to wear duringthe play, something I had not really thought about prior to. “Oh yes.” I groaned feeling his tongue probing inside.It was heavenly, Brian clearly knew what he was doing, licking and sucking my clit while his fingers slid in and out of my cunt. My moans became cries of joy and I writhed on the bed while Brian’s experienced tongue continued to do its work. “I’m coming, coming!” I yelled and the orgasm hit me.I was squeezing Brian’s face between my thighs, aware of his tongue deep inside my cunt, and wailing uncontrollably.“That was out of this world.” I. Someone in my neighborhood was doing some kind of work with a saw, obviously. I sat up in bed and threw the covers off. In the kitchen, I turned on the coffee maker and sat at the table, having a fresh cup of coffee. I could still hear the saw. I had no idea where it came from, though I knew that it was close. The saw stopped with a sudden, final roar, and I heard a branch hit the ground nearby. I went out to the laundry porch, and I could see a man in the tree in the back yard next door. He.