So we all sat down on the couch, myself in the middle, Mr. Woods two friends on either side of me and Mr woods sat in the recliner. It was a gay porno... a twink getting pounded by a beefy daddy. I started to get turned on. At first I was embarrassed. I tried to hide my cock getting hard. I wanted to act like nothing was happening in my pants. But I couldn't. Then I felt a hand start to feel my left leg. The hand moved to my inner thigh. Then another hand started to rub my right leg, and moved to. I was done being her fucking door mat.At least ODOT had the roads cleared for the trip home. I guessed they got out of bed around noon.It was quiet when I walked in the house but something very strange was going on. Dinner? My wife cooked dinner? I had to look around to make sure I was in the right house. Sure enough, it was my house. Right about then Rachel walked in looking very timid and unsure of herself. She stuttered a few times but finally got out, “I made dinner. I hope you like it. It. Hooking my fingers in the waistband, I slowly pulled them off. Now I stood there in only my garter and nylons.Admiring my tanned, toned body, I reached over to the nightstand for the bottle of massage oil. Squirting the oil across my chest, I watched as it trickled over my breasts. As I covered my breasts and nipples, the oil dripped onto my stomach.Satisfied there was enough, I massaged the oil into my breasts, stomach and thighs. My hands massage some oil along the edges of my pussy. I thrust. She buttoned them back and kept on walking. Next she felt the right cup of her bra squeeze her breast and she stopped right in her tracks."No, no no no not you too. Stop it right now", she whispered. She picked up her pace toward her car when her shirt began to tickle her sides. She doubled over letting out a squeal as she tried not to laugh. People were already staring at her."Stop it now", she whispered again. The shirt relented but then her panties began tracing her clit and caused her to.