She grinned, “Not the kind of wet I meant.”I kissed her cheek then handed her jacket then we went inside. While my Mom, Bree, and I were sitting d...wn in the living waiting for my Dad to fix the sprinkler Bree and I looked through old photo albums.“So this is the man I believed was my father for most of my life. He’s kind of cute isn’t he?” I said.Bree shrugged, “I’ve seen cuter. Who’s that girl with your actual Dad? She looks familiar.”“Oh. That’s the girlfriend he had after he had to break up. My years in the Police made me suspicious of her demeanour and the way she spoke. I am a retired cop in my early fifties and previously worked undercover catching prostitutes.She asked me if I fancied some fun and set out the cost of full sex at £20. I replied that I was a happy married man, to that she replied that she would not tell my wife.I managed to start up a general conversation with her asking her why she did this type of work etc and her answers where not that of a hooker. She then. His little sister, Jane. She had long, brown hair, I lighter hue than her brother's short locks. She stood slender, appearing almost like a tomboy. She wore a baggy t-shirt and loose jeans, a baseball cap perched on her head. Her blue eyes, the same shade as her older brother, flicked around while she gushed at all the wonderful sights. A smile spread on her lips, dimpling her freckled cheeks.“What's that?” she asked, pointing.“Dungeons & Dragons,” Eric said. “RPG game.”“Ooh, ooh, what's that!”. This time as he pumped me he was jerking me off – I could not hold off any more and shot a load all over my stomach.He continued to pump me then his pace quickened – he pulled out and ripped off the condom and jerked a load on my chest. We were both out of breathe and began to use our cum to finish my massage.He asked me if I wanted to clean up and take another shower. I did but this time he did not join me instead he had a couple of drinks waiting in his bedroom. We sat on a small couch.