He rubbed my ass and felt up the material with my panties for a good three or four minutes at least. Then he gave my ass a good grab and a snack, as h... pulled away from kissing my neck."Take off those panties Tara! My dad commended, " and give them to me!"I reached to my sides and hooked my thumbs in the sides of my little pair of shiny black satin bikini my panties. I slid down off my hips, over my little round ass to my thighs and stepped out to them. I handed my panties to my dad, then. I took a bath and went to sleep.I woke up early the next morning and showered and went down to breakfast. Mom was there. She asked me what I wanted for breakfast.I told her. "Just French toast mom." You don't look to happy today. Can I help you?" She asked."I explained that I felt rotten. The bet that dad and Mr. Courtney made forced situations on others, maybe against their will. I am not to proud of that." Well, remember this bet was made before any of you were born. Times were different. And if you think that’s bad, I haven’t even told you the worst part yet. Trust me, I don’t try and fool myself. I’m under no illusions. What happened that summer’s afternoon will stay with me for the rest of my days.But, there is one other thing I haven’t mentioned. The spectacular, earth-shattering sex. Mom fucked me back every bit as hard as I fucked her and, boy, did we have a good time.III can’t pinpoint an exact moment when the attraction between me and Mom became mutual. As I think back. If I hadn't promised Linda that I'd do the wedding, I'dstop right now." Honey," my mother said, "what did your Aunt Dorothy tell you? She toldyou that this was part of you. Do you think you're going to be able tostop?" Peter," Sara said. "Honey. Really think about this. It may do moredamage to you trying to stop. Think really hard about this before youtry to stop."As my mother was walking out of my room, she said, "Your father is takingRichard, early tomorrow, to catch his flight. So, if.