Jess called down for Grace to come up and pick out a suit. Peter went to join the rest of the guys outside as I entered the downstairs bathroom to cha...ge into the swim shorts. Just as I was tying the string, my phone pinged. Grace had texted me from upstairs:“Oh my god, none of these suits are gonna fit me”“Haha, I guess pick the best one!” I responded.I went out to join everyone out by the pool. We sat in a circle around a table with drinks and few snacks. Jess explained that we’d have dinner. In one go I removed her bra and saw her boobs. They were awesome. I said, “Anki you are blessed with such awesome and big boobs.”I started sucking her boobs like mad, one by one. She was moaning, I was not able to suck her boobs properly coz we were standing. I remove her skirt pushed her on the sofa. I removed my shorts and underwear in one go. I jumped on her and sucked her boobs.I came between her legs while sucking her boobs. She was moaning, “Dada suck it hard more, more.” My dick was. Aunty told me that he wanted tickets for the matches, but she could not get them.I told her to calm down and rang my friend for the tickets for the match. He arranged the tickets for me. She was very happy and hugged me. I was very happy as well. I went home and masturbated remembering the touch of her soft boobs.From that day onward, she and I grew close. She used to touch my arms casually, pat my back. We used to send jokes on the Whatsapp.One day I accidentally sent her a non-veg joke and I. I could blame her for making dad a cuckold, for making yours truly the son of a cuckold. Or blame dad for letting another man stick his cock in his wife. I mean what kind of man lets another man cum between his wife's legs? What would have granddad Miller thought of that?Or I could look in the mirror...You know, I'd always believed we were a pretty typical family. A happy family. The Stan Millers of Roanoke, Virginia, U.S.A.....JUNE 2006, ROANOKE, VIRGINIAAt the time it all started, my dad,.