”“You had better be - I don’t want my sister finding out about my dodgy friends.”“Or how pervy you truly are, Suzy,” I replied.“Well let...��s see if she wants to come along for the meal - and then I can get her an Uber back to mine before we get down to business.”“Sounds like a good plan.”When Saturday came around, Nigel, who is a dab hand in the kitchen, prepared a mouth-watering meal for the four of us. Suzy and Saffron arrived about 7.30pm.Saffron was a little taller than her aunt at about. As usual, Sandy jumped onto my lap and leaned back against my chest."Daddy," she said, her voice full of care, "You don't get on with Mummy, do you?"I wondered if I should simply avoid the matter and change the subject but then I realised that Sandy had correctly observed our problem, so there was no use in hiding it from her."No, darling, your mum and I don't seem to get on," I said sadly, "We're just so different nowadays."I signed, because the friction between my wife and I wasn't very. Only a few of the teenage boys really freaked out.I arrived in a long caravan of cars that included my limo and two war wagons, along with a motorcycle escort complete with sirens and blinking lights. I thought I’d make a bit of a splash on my entrance. The kids loved the lights and sirens. Of course, as a good will gesture the local chief of police and county sheriff were present at our housewarming.Greg, Sean, Elsa, Doug, and Alice had the honors of escorting me around the land and then in. Her hard nipples poked at the fabric of the undershirt like taut littlepimples. Sensing that I was mesmerised by her manly frame, she grabbed mewith her strong hands and lifted me to my feet. I grabbed one of her BBlike nipples between my teeth and pulled at it, causing her to groan anda pulse go through her pussy.I ripped at the undershirt to give me unfettered access to lick the skinof her flat masculine chest. Her perspiration and pits had a strong smellthat told me she had been working out.