....he just needed the break. Marc even felt comfortable to leavehis room in the afternoon, dressed up in his undies, without coveringthem up. He'd ...een wandering around the house in his boxers for yearsbut, leaving his room in just the lacy undies was a big step. But hegot through the evening safe. His Dad gave him more support, he wasn'tletting up on his positive view of the whole situation. Which made Marcfeel all the more secure.Things had gone so well that Marc tempted fate and stayed. Either was fine with me. Whatever he wanted. It was almost disconcerting how much joy I felt at being little more than his cum rag, and how much it made my pussy ache with need for him. I didn't have to wait long to find out where on my body his target would be. Seconds later his handsome face contorted into that familiar grimace then almost instantly relaxed into a serene look of release, his hand still working his cock as it throbbed and pulsed its load onto me, the force of his ejaculation. Just living in the same house is not good enough. Strange but true and this has been used by others to get around marrying relatives. But to repeat the obvious, Tammy and Peter were not officially related at all.Peter and Tammy returned home and the first thing Tammy did was telephone and change her flight booking to the end of the holidays. Thankfully, the ticket allowed for such changes. Tammy had been a bit subdued coming home in the car and Peter had wondered why. He thought he knew. It was. With other men.”“And I did it,” I wailed. “I let those pirates fuck me, and I loved it, Chaun. I came. I enjoyed it.”“Of course you did.” He kissed my forehead. Why was he so tender? “Your body reacted to their touch. You were meant to enjoy sex. We all are. But you feel bad because I made you violate your marriage vows.”“No you didn't,” I objected.“I did. I whispered in your ear. I was guiding you to sleep with Thrak, with other men, because I wanted you to see that your vow was meaningless..