Me I’m Dave a young 64 year old.I chat to John on a regular basis and help him with his garden and share the od beer over a warm summer night.I had ...rranged to meet john on Sunday to help out, it was 10am and I arrived at the back door. I knocked, no answer, I called out. The door was open so in I went.This led to the laundry room, there was another door leading into the kitchen, I knocked on that and called out, opened the door. I could see into the kitchen and on to the hall and the front. Knowing that the position had always been held by a female, I made themistake of quipping, "I suppose you'd feel better about it, if I hadlonger hair and wore a dress?"That drew several laughs from around the room.Gregg Avery, another technician, spoke up, "Only one way to find out!"I gave him a withering look.Another call came in, breaking that train of conversation. While I washandling it, the discussion had wound down. When I'd finished, Cherylreopened the topic."...really! You're only doing. At least she wasn’t crying any more. “Daddy!” she moaned. I raised my eyebrows. “No,” she finally said.“I’ll call the doctor,” I said.“No, Daddy! I don’t want anybody to know!”“Sweetheart, believe me, if you’re pregnant, in a couple more months everybody’s going to be able to tell. This isn’t something you can keep secret.”She slumped. “I know. It’s just that...” She trailed off.I was surprised at the fact that I felt sorry for her ... kind of. I mean it takes two to tango. That led to the. "Ohhh fuck yes, yes, sex me, sex me, harder, sex me harder. My quim, my quim feels so... so... , I'm going to uhhhh cum, uhhhh sex me, sex me, I'm uhhhhhh CUMMINNNGGG"Barbara's quaint choice of words would have amused me at any other time, but now I was too absorbed having another delicious orgasm. Martin seemed unstoppable, he was banging me now as hard as ever and I felt another warm load of spunk gush up inside me. Ian seemed to have had enough of Barbara's arse and climbed off the panting.