I told her to walk with Jackie slowly over to them, calmly, let Jackie talk first, and join me where we were waiting before any excitement was noted. ...hen they were back over with me, I shook her father’s hand. They introduced themselves. Michael Knowles. Then I shook her mother’s. Melissa Knowles. I asked them to keep the noise down but to inconspicuously get the hugs and kisses over with and keep it low keyed.Then I told them the truth. The whole truth, and nothing but the truth, all except. After dinner, we had a couple of drinks at the restaurant bar. I knew that I was going to be driving so I drank very lightly.Myia and Brandon got in the rear of the town-car and I slid into the driver's seat. It is about thirty minutes from the restaurant to my house. I heard Brandon and Myia in the back seat making-out. After a few minutes, it became silent in the rear and then I heard the slurping noise of a cock being sucked. I heard Brandon moan with joy and Myia slurping on his cock.Just. Now, Ididn't bother getting involved with any activities besides my videogames. Fortunately for me, Shelly no longer had any interest inbeating me there.I went back to my room, still grumbling to myself and looking forsomething to do for a distraction. But as I entered my room, my eyeswere drawn to the small picture frame that was sitting on my desk. Itwas a picture of me and Shelly. The REAL Shelly. This was probablythe last picture in the house of Shelly from before her twist, or atleast. As both male and female eyes peeped through curtains and round the gables of well-to-do households, scoffing outwardly at any sight of the kept male, weak and under the obvious control of the haughty and confident woman, inwardly, cocks erected and cunts oozed at the dark thoughts of such an open relationship. It was all becoming too much for one pair of eyes, whose husband was conveniently away for a month at some distant rural retreat, up to his thighs in river water, and holding a rod which.