This is her wedding night and she wants to make it memorable for her husband, both husbands. James, I'm going to make love to your wife now. She loves...me and I love her. Take your box of shame over to the corner, stand in the corner and hold the box. You cannot watch us, but you can listen. As you listen, look at your box of shame, containing your wife's wedding rings. You know she is better off with me than with you. Go over there. If we need you we will call you. James took the small wood box. " I said I don't want to talk about it." Can't we..." Go to sleep and forget about it. I won't talk about it."To say the temperature in our little house was icy, would be an understatement. On Thursday we hardly spoke five words, and even though Friday was a little bit better, it wasn't until Sunday that we came close to daily life. But I had a feeling that I should not bring up the subject, so I didn't.On the next Wednesday Lisa took our daughter to bed around nine, as usual. I didn't really. The word ’garage’ sent tingles in Laurel’s pussy. I could feel her buck her pussy a little when I said it. …Laurel and Tiffany……(“…I bet he’s going for it, Tiffany.”)(“…oh god he feels so hot Laurel, did you feel his hardon???”) (“Yes!...he’s ready to play with us. Let’s go out into the garage and I’ll get behind him, and you back up in front of him. With him in between us he won’t be able to resist feeling us up.”) …stepdad….…I waited knowing the girls would just have to come out here in the. Why don’t you let us help you? Mr. Brown is a massage therapist. He’ll make you feel so much better. How about it?”“If you think it would help. I’m feeling really upset and tense.”“Come with us. We will make you feel so much better. I promise we don’t bite. Unless you want us too.”“Kimberly has always said you guys are really cool. I guess it would be alright. I really could use a nice massage.”Violet followed us upstairs. My husband and I had always thought that Violet was really pretty. She.