They were putting the food on the table when a car pulled up to the door. In walked Ray, Angela's father."Dad!" Gramps!" was all that was heard. Ray w...s grinning from ear to ear. "Well is somebody going to invite me in?"Angela's father had taken it upon himself to join us for Christmas. Now you must remember that Ray did not travel alone. His entourage numbered 8 people. A couple of them very hard eyed men. Ray's people unloaded a second SUV full of presents for everyone.It looked as if it was. She looked up to see him watching her. ‘How was your lasagna?’ she asked. ‘Perfect,’ Jason said, reaching over for his glass of Merlot. ‘By the way, did you and your siblings ever play games growing up?’ ‘What do you mean?’ Cindy asked, ‘Like board games?’ ‘Nah, you know made up games, like freeze tag, capture the flag… stuff like that.’ ‘Hmm,’ Cindy blushed. ‘My younger sister and I used to play Catch and Kiss, with the neighbor boys.’ ‘Really?’ Jason was honestly surprised. ‘How did that. As we talked, he seemed a little bit nervous. After all, he had fucked my wife the night before, but I endeavored to make him feel he had no need to be concerned about me.The subject of him fucking Megan didn't come up in our brief conversation, though we skirted close to it several times. Eventually, however, I decided I had to let him know that I was not upset with Megan and he fucking, and the abruptness of the topic took him by surprise at first."Don't worry," I said, in my most agreeable. He told us that the play room is downstairs so we decided to check it out. When we had found a table to put our drinks down we went and joined a few couples dancing slow intimate dances on the dance floor, Unbeknown to me the rules were that if you are on the dance floor your open to play. Before we had danced a complete record we were surrounded by a couple of guys with their partners but so close we couldn't dance any more. Christine had her eyes closed and a smile on her ace, I wondered why.