Less than a minute later, Dad yelled out, “I’m home.”“Kitchen,” yelled my mom.Dad’s voice preceded him through the kitchen entrance, “It...smells wonderful. When will...”His voice died as he saw that Carol and Rhee were already here, which was almost certainly what he had started to ask. He stood dumbfounded for a very brief time, then plastered an odd smile on his face.“Wow. My kitchen is full of beautiful women ... beautiful naked women. Welcome, all.”Mom went over and hugged him, gave him a. Well then our guest walked into the kitchen, his pants still undone. He was puzzled as to how he ended up in our house and with his pants down. He asked if there was a girl with him. My wife confessed to fucking him. He smiled big but then apologized as he could not remember. And then to my surprise she lifted the shirt above her sweet pussy and said he was welcome to hit it again. He looked over at me and smiled and told him to enjoy. They were all over each other before hitting the floor, my. The walls around me crumble a little at that. I always loved his smile. “Can I sit? I want to talk about this.” I can’t say no to him when he’s like this. I kick myself for my weakness and gesture to the couch. “Sure. Go ahead.” He takes the place I had occupied moments before and pats the cushion next to him. I roll my eyes and sit down, close enough to talk but far enough away to keep my head about me. His smile disappears and I find myself missing to goofy thing. He falls serious, not a. I stood in front of the sink and spashed cool water over my face. As I stood there drying my face, I studied myself in the mirror. At 6'2", 275 pounds, I had been a force to be reckoned with when I played ball. I still had the athletic build, the same rugged attractiveness, but the hair was slowly going more 'salt' than pepper. Being on the road as much as I am, is fun in some ways, but takes a toll on you too. I reached inside my briefs and gave my thick long cock a few tugs, making the bulge.