My God, what had I been missing all this time, with girls like Noelle having all the dirty fun? With my dad, yet?!“Daddy, I’m serious—I want to ...o to those parties!”“Just to watch?” he asked then. “Or to have actual sex?”It was my turn to give him a little shrug. “I’m not sure yet. But I definitely want to see some of those videos!”He gave me a look. “Courtney, you little sweetie, have you ever even seen a sex video?” And then we were pulling into the cottage’s gravel driveway at Clear Lake. It. " He pops open the microwave door and removes the container. "Doesn't look melted," he reports. "I'll put it back in for another..." "POKE IT IN THE MIDDLE," she chortles. "Men"! "Ow," he bellows, his finger sinking through a disarmingly thin crust into the hot liquid below. "Guess you're right," he admits, turning toward the bed. "Ah ah aaaaaah," he remonstrates, wagging the jar at her like a swollen finger. "Off with the skivvies, too"! "For a foot rub?" she chuckles. "Things could. I pull out the purple silk chemise from the hiding place at the back of my dresser and slip it on, as it reminds me of our time together. I slip back into bed, my skin heats up with arousal as I am consumed by this burning desire for you. My fingers trace the path of passion that you have engraved upon my flesh. My hands move over my curves as my conscious self leaves and I feel my hands being replaced with yours. Hands caress my soft, warm skin, coming up to cover my breasts. With a gentle. I headed to the dispenser on the wall and retrieved a panty liner before trying to enter a stall. Before I could attain my goal, both wives snagged me. Hugged the living heck out of me, and, while one of them gently held me, the other stripped my panties from me and slipped a brand new pair of Victoria's Secret lace panties on me with the liner in place.I would have protested, but the one holding me was groping my breasts. Not to mention, it meant so much to them to do little things like this.