She had a serious, authoritative air about her. I imagined that whatever she did professionally, it involved taking little shit from others.The woman ...ainfully pulled both of us to our feet, with a tight grip to let us know we’d been caught. The backyard was silent except for the boombox that Brian had left behind, spinning the new Porno for Pyros CD. Everyone else had gotten away.“I… we…” I couldn’t find an explanation.“We were borrowing your pool,” Jess concluded.“Why are you naked?” she. Her cell phone went off startling her. She looked around guiltily acting as if someone bore witness to her traitorous girlie demeanor. The phone continued ringing, echoing around the room. Tessa walked over to pick it up. ‘Hello?’ she asked. ‘Tessa?’ asked Duncan’s urgent voice. ‘Is Jessie there with you?’ Bewildered, Tessa replied, ‘No, she’s at her house with Danny.’ ‘Not with Danny, honey,’ Duncan gave an impatient sigh over the phone. ‘You have to hunt her down and tell her Danny’s in the. Before anyone can see, I whisper, ‘Wendy, you have a choice. You can walk out to the car with a diner plate size wet spot on the back of your skirt and I’ll fuck you any way you want when we get home or I can give you my jacket to cover up with and you’ll do everything I want when we get home.’ I want you to know deep inside your wet little snatch that you are totally and completely my personal slut,” I said.“I want everyone to see how wet you make my pussy daddy. I’m proud to be my daddy’s. My husband focused on my feet, then scanned upward. I am surprised the camera did not pick up my whole-body blush as the camera moved from feet to thighs to my groin, my breasts, then to my face, then to a pull-away. It was a full-length life shot of me, totally nude; there was nothing left to hide. My husband coached me. "Stretch out taller," he demanded. I did. He moved closer, almost over me. "Now, smile. Lower your leg. I want Carl to see all of you, to see all of my favorite erotic.