She was wearing his favorite bright blue blouse with a silky black skirt that hung loosely to her calves. She had left the blouse unbuttoned to the se...ond button, revealing a little of herself to him and others.He had picked her up that Friday evening at her place, for the weekend, and had they had arrived at a bed and breakfast an hour later. They had laughed most of the ride; listening to Garrison Keillor on his CD player."You're breathtaking," he said softly.She grinned. "You just want. We silently moved into the living room, and she pushed me back onto the couch, and fell on top of me, kissing me again with animal-like passion. Then she really surprised me by saying that she had to eat my pussy, because I was so fucking hot! I had never had a girl go down on me before, and this was the first time I had done anything other than kiss a girl, but I was drunk, and high, and horny, so I just laid all the way back on the couch and spread my legs. I started rubbing my clit while. Dad sold our quasi-mansion in Pacific Heights for enough moola to buy the vineyard. This was before property in Napa and Sonoma counties suitable for vineyards went through the roof. We moved, and found the vineyards and outbuildings were in great shape but the house was marginal. It was a rambling ranch house with rooms added over the years since the original three room house had been built around nineteen hundred. Dad did a lot of the work but farmed out the new electrical and plumbing. "No it was my turn to be confused. Objections? What was he talking about? "Why should I object?" I asked. "I have always desperately missed having siblings. I am happy to share you with them."Or perhaps he was thinking of the financial side of things, but I was sure there would be plenty. "I mean, if you had remarried earlier and had more children I would be sharing with them and happily so. Getting adopted siblings is just as nice. I'm sure there will be plenty for all of us..."With a little.