All the plans were set except for David being called out of town unexpectedly. Sara was angry but knew this is how they paid the bills. She was very...understanding and David told her he would be home in time for the party without fail. The big day arrives and the daughters now twenty six and twenty seven were helping with all the cooking and decorations. All was perfect and the girls went to the store for refreshments and snacks. Sara stayed behind to make sure nothing went wrong with. Victor noticed I was truly horny and he accepted the deal.He said the dress I had chosen to wear was too short.I looked my reflection in the wall mirror. It was a typical little black dress, very short; split to show off cleavage. For me it was a size too small and it showed very much of my nice round boobs. However, Victor was right, it barely covered my ass…I had worn it during a friend’s party two weeks ago.At that party, a perfect stranger had dragged me into a bathroom and he had fucked me. ”“It did?”“Uh-huh. A lot.”“Oh, why?”“Isn’t that obvious by now?”“Oh, right. Wait, didn’t you fuck a boy?”“I thought you weren’t going to remind me of that…”“Sorry, didn’t you?”“He was living with us, Clar. He was practically my brother.”“So? He creamed you.”“So did your guy.”“Oh yeah. So, you want to fuck me?”“Ew, no….that’s so….not right.”“I thought you said that you did….”“No. I want to have sex with you.”“Wait…what?”“You’ve never just had sex? You’ve never not “fucked”?”“No….I’m. Oh no! The last thing I needed. It was excruciatingly embarrassing, not to mention painful, as the way I was sitting meant there was no space for it to expand into.Probably to save my embarrassment, she stood up and collected our empty glasses and starting fussing about in the kitchen. I took the opportunity to straighten out my trousers to accommodate my stiff cock. After a couple more minutes I started to make my excuses and said I should be getting home. She smiled and said OK, but said I.