Standing in one heel, I then place my foot into the left.Standing tall now, an inch short of six feet, I took a step forward,seeing Rachel standing at...the French doors leading to our patio. She hadtaken in my little show of slipping on the heels."Well Pat, that was a very well-orchestrated move slipping on yourheels. I would say it represents a lot of practice. I am not sure I doit so gracefully." She then asked me to turn around for her. This wasawkward. I was certainly not the man she married. I'd given up all hope of looking to Mom for help. She was gone.Lost at sea. I knew one thing though, I wouldn't be accompanying her onany more shopping trips at any time in the near future. What was shetrying to do to me, I wondered honestly?Did I like the way I looked? Yes I did, I'd have to admit honestly but Ifelt like Mom was pushing me somewhere I'd never intended to go. We madeour way home and Mom talked animatedly about the evening's events. "OhJoan. Thank you so much for accompanying me. After chatting with him several times online, and then on the phone, Justin felt that he was just what they were looking for. Kyle had a particular fondness for older, married women, and was not new to wife sharing. His affection and appreciation for the women he fucked was apparent to Justin; he felt good about inviting him into his and Kelly's lives. Before ending the call, he asked Kyle if he was available the following Saturday; he would meet Kelly, and if all went well, by the end of the. I closed my eyes and tried to get some control over myself."I..err.." I spluttered, trying to get my brain into gear. "What are you doing here?" I asked, trying in vain to get the upper hand."Well mom had left for work and I was still sleepy and wanted a cuddle to help me sleep!"......"Daddy, why does your thing get hard when we cuddle?" said asked. One of the questions a father doesn't really want to answer and certainly not while his cock is out and being rubbed in between your daughters bum.