My cunt was getting soaked so I pushed down my knickers to my knees so that Patch could eat my naked cunt. I was struggling to keep Dad in my mouth be...ause of the noises I was making from the pleasure that Patch was giving me. However, it was now or never, I needed Patch's big cock in my cunt and Dad was in no position to not help me. I looked at Dad with "puppy eyes" and said "I want Patch to fuck me but I am going to need your help". He looked at me with a mixed picture of amazement and. I could tell he didn't want to leave and who would blame him with all the signals Becky was sending him. After he left I walked up to our table with two tequila shots and limes. I pretended to hit on her and almost every guy at the bar was checking it out, probably wondering what the hell was going on with this chick. We played it up a bit, slamming the shots, kissing at the table, then leaving the bar.When we got to the elevator, it was game on! We were kissing so hard I thought we'd break. ” They hugged.Dad and I shook hands and gave each other a man hug. “Son, she is startlingly beautiful.” He swapped with Mom.Mom whispered, “You did well, son. I liked her over the phone. She’s better in person.”Dad was louder. “I always hoped my son would marry ‘up’ and you have exceeded any expectations that I might have had that you would manage that.”They let us go and Karen grabbed my hand, holding it and using her other hand to draw me closer so she could lean her head against my shoulder.. While waiting in my car, I talked to my self."That slut," "That whore, after all I have done for her." "This is how she repays me." "I am going to kill her." "I am going to humiliate the slut and beat up the asshole that's fucking her." "She will beg me to forgive her, but I will spit on her face and demand a divorce." "She will cry and I will laugh." "I will enjoy seeing her cry." At once all my frustration came out in an overwhelming flood. My dad, mom, job, wife, all gone. I was all alone..