Because he had knocked, I knew that she was aware of his presence and could only imagine how horny she must be. She looked convincing.It became immedi...tely obvious that Patrick had lost any sense of caution in his heated state as he reached down and moved her robe gently off of her other breast. He stood back, staring and stroking his cock. As we had expected in our fantasy he carefully lifted the sheet and pulled it down to just below her exposed pussy. I could see his hand shaking. I stroked. “I know, I know. I should have told you. I just…I guess I just thought you wouldn’t care that much?”“Have you not seen me trying to get your attention across the room? Or my slaps on your knee? Or my punches on your shoulder? Or asking you if I should stay for another drink at happy hour?” She trailed off, as if she could have kept asking more questions.“Fuck. I’m such an idiot,” I said bluntly. “I guess I’m pretty dense, huh?”“I mean, I know I was married in the past…we’ve been separated a. He slowly ran his hand over her back, felt her shape, her hips, gathering himself his hands slid around her, watching in the same mirror over her shoulder, his breath on her ear, his fingers slowly, tenderly even finding the shape of her encased breasts, till now forbidden fruits.She took a hand in hers and lowered it to her skirt top, whispered “the zip” then left him to find things for himself. The zip slithered its course, the button at the waist, fell to him and the skirt dropped to her. I then sat Cara down, and repeated the test with Dan in my arms. Same response. Test #2 - Passed. From that point, I held onto Dad - with Cara as the audience. As Dan & I unclothed each other, we were sucking face and massaging cocks. Both erect, Cara was moaning and shouting "Oh, My God!" I continued w/Dan, and we commenced oral sex - him on me, first. As Dan sucked my cock, I glanced at Cara. She'd reached under her tight knit dress (now pulled up over her hips and ass) and was fingering her.