They certainly could have worn each other's clothes. To me it looked like an opportunity I could not pass by, an opportunity that made my ballocks ach.... I decided that soldiering could wait especially since Howe wasn't doing anything threatening.At first it was mainly odd jobs in the house, mending furniture and patching rotted boards and such, but then we went to the outbuildings and got down to some more serious sawing and building. I measured twice and cut once as I had been taught and. But then he ordered her to stop and she looked up at him and he said in a very deep commanding voice:“You are going to be my whore for the night, sweet Ana. Hope you understand that”. She nodded and went back to work taking more and more of his huge piece of black meat into her sweet mouth and finally her throat. I loved the sound of her gagging as Jerome called her all the names in the book for a slut who was my wife.He was enjoying the blowjob but suddenly stopped her, telling he wanted more. My bedroom was bigger than our living room back home and the bed was a King-size plus, 'I could have an orgy in this', I laughingly said to my father, who by now could not keep his eyes from my crotch, now he had seen my pink moist flesh on the stairwell.I got up and threw my arms around his neck and clung to him, he was looking at my bared bum in the full length mirror as my skirt had hiked up with my raised arms.'Why don't you grab a shower', he suggested, playfully spanking my bared cheeks,. "I mean... " Mitch hesitantly continued, "even if you don't like my idea it stays between us. Yes?"Maryanne answered "Yes," promptly. And Steve, after a few seconds thinking, said "I think I know what you're going to say. At least I hope I do. I think it's the same as my idea." So we have a deal?" Mitch persevered."Of course," Steve agreed."What's your idea?" Mitch asked.Steve grinned at the dancing around before answering "I think you ought to demonstrate sex with Maryanne. I'd like to watch.".