She grabbed my hips and pulled me in close. "I was going to ask if you were excited about tonight, but feeling that big hard cock growing in your pant... has already answered my question." She was right, I was very excited. The mixture of seeing my wife in such a revealing outfit, the idea of having a three-way with a hot shemale and the knowledge that after tonight my wife was going to be the happiest person on the planet had me walking around with a hard-on. "Yeah, well you have a way of making. He was jacking off.I smiled and headed downstairs. I turned on the tv, a decent movie was on so I decided on watching it. About 10 minutes later my dad came downstairs, he looked me up and down before finally saying“What you watching?”“Oh just the god father 2, there having some marathon I think”“Oo that’s my favorite one.” He laughedHe sat down beside me; I snuggled up to him, curling up my body against his chest. I let my head rest on his shoulder. He instinctly wrapped his arm around me he. “In all the years we’ve known you, you didn’t sexually molest us when we were younger, though Steve certainly did.” Diane finally confessed their long-held secret.“That bastard molested you both? If he wasn’t dead already, I’d fucking kill him! You don’t have to tell me anything about what he did to you if you don’t want to.”“But we feel we have to Dad, so you know how we feel about you,” Brenda stated.“When Steve and I divorced and he moved out west, Diane and Brenda finally told me about what. Slap! Slap! My hand was landing on her panty covered little ass but some of the blows were finding bare skin. Oh, Papa! she exclaimed, now not fighting so wildly. Slap! Slap! Slap! My hands were now seeking out the bare spots. Slap! Do you like that, Megan, being spank my your Papa? I asked with a hoarse voice. I suddenly realized that the game had ended some time ago. Now we were playing a new game, it was a game of giving and receiving pain. Yeah, is all she could answer and it came out.