Beth was a daughter of a single parent, a daddy's girl and daddy threw the party and invited all his mates without their wives to come to the party es...ecially since she had invited all her friends, including myself, and the men supplied the booze and the d**gs.None of us suspected the deviousness of her fathers ploy, we were initially overjoyed at each others presence and the lack of female supervision, in fact we had all consumed alcohol and were flirting with married men when someone pointed. I got in our bedroom, before Kathy, making sure the blind in the window shade was still open for Dave. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen but I was excited! As Kathy entered our bedroom I quickly glanced at the window and Dave was there, what a pervert! Kathy was in a beach towel wrapped around her and said she was freezing. I gave her a hug and told her to get out of her wet one-piece. I slowly grabbed the straps on her shoulders and slid them down giving me (and Dave) and good look at her. I sat down and watched her as she lathered soap in her hand. As she washed herself I silently slid my hand down my pants and started stroking my cock softly. It was incredible. When I was a teenager there was a girl my age that lived in the house next to mine. I found her terribly attractive but every kid in the village feared me. But to my excitement our windows were right across from each other. She didn’t close the windows often so when she dressed I would masturbate furiously to her. Now at. But when I reached for the anger I’d felt back when I first found out about Sherrie’s infidelity, when I tried to touch the deep pain and sense of loss, I could find only the remembrance of them, not the rage and hurt themselves. I was astonished at myself. I wondered why I no longer felt the pain but I couldn’t hit upon an explanation that satisfied me. I knew the old maxim that time heals all wounds, but I wasn’t satisfied with that reasoning. There had to be something else, but what, I.