Now what just happened here? How did I go from client to cook and probably bottle washer?What could I do? I was turned on by the thought them turning ...Domme" on me. I parked the car, got the stuff out and into the kitchen and made a survey of it was I had to work with.The appetizer stuff was easy, some cheese, grapes and crackers. Now dinner was a little bit more involved. They had some nice Salmon steaks, fresh white asparagus and baking potatoes. I would have to get some spices from my place. I wonder if he's still thinking about last night? Does he want to do it again? I know I kinda do. It felt so good and natural. It was more than just a freak incident. As the day went on and Helen disappeared to a book club and Drew took off with his friends. I realized it was just Dad and me home. I wanted to talk to him even though we both agreed we could never do that again. I just knew he had to feel something just by the way he's been watching me. Slipping into a bikini I figured I'd find. She’s gonna be drippin’ cum for days.”Bill responded, a bit of worry in his voice, but not enough to stop playing with the udder. “Yea, I know. And, she’s gonna know someone has been sucking hard on these nipples. They’re gonna be nice and swollen when she wakes up tomorrow.”Except for the sounds of nipples being slurped and pussy being sloshed, the room was quiet for the next several minutes. Then Tim, clearly excited, spoke, “I know what we can do. We can put her in bed with Josh when we’re. It began when your mom told me about you looking at my dick. Robins face turned beet red, she almost started to cry . She screamed at my wife and said how could she. She looked at me and started to apologize. I held up my hand as a signal for her to stop. She didn’t do anything wrong. In fact honey, what I’m going to say now is much harder , kinda humiliating, peverted, and weird.As I said : we’ve fought, cried, got sick, and really turned on. Keep in mind that the decision will be yours to.