She was pissed that I'd fucked her, but understood that I just couldn't help it. She made me promise (right!) her that I wouldn't do it again!!! Next,...I'll tell you how I managed two more blow jobs that weekend, with everybody there! Even Deb's husband came down Thursday with her Mom and Dad!!!Chapter 4When I last wrote, I was having a great Thanksgiving weekend. Debbie (my sister-in-law) came down the night before the rest of the family (including her husband!) and we were able to get my wife. " But I don't love him!" wailed Jill."You will, Darling," said Heather. "Trust me, you will. Now, why don't you take off your clothes, and get another helping of Bob's loving." I most certainly will not!" yelled the girl.She didn't. And she wouldn't have gotten drunk again either, though neither woman tried that. Instead, they used me all afternoon, while Jill sat and pretended not to watch.At one point, while Heather was moaning for me to shoot off in her, Jill stood up."Mom!" she said, too. Paula hadn't reacted at all, not even when the pain made him flinch and he got tangled in his pant legs, tumbling to the floor.She had stayed quite calm as she threw him out of the house, barely giving him enough time to grab socks and underwear. She hadn't even let him stay around to tell the kids, and when he called them later, from the motel, he wasn't sure what Paula had told them, or what he should, so he just mouthed some platitudes and hung up. For a week afterward, Rick had barely. They were riveted as he described the conversation he'd had with Shahia. He was actually quite proud of the outcome, and he was quite chuffed when they agreed that he'd done well.It was his Dad who provided him with the opening he'd been waiting for, when he warned Chris that he'd only opened a huge can of worms, that he had committed to a great deal of work and heartache and he had no way out. Chris just stared at his dad, waiting for him to stop."Dad, I know all that. The question is what.