I was caught! I was certain of it! "You'd better see if you can eat those before I put any more on your plate. I've got to feed everyone else, you kno...!" I looked down to the stack of 7 pancakes on my plate."OK," I said. "Pass the syrup?" I watched her pajama top as she served the rest of the family, and I tried to come up with a good reason for standing up again, but every reason sounded stupid. But then, when she sat down she tugged at the tails of her pajama top, which flattened it against. I raised myself onto my knees, looking up at him. He was smiling with a hand holding one of my ass cheeks. “Nice.” He said. -I guess that’s our thing.- I thought. Next he was trailing a finger over my cunt and ass. I shuddered, I’d tried anal only once. I told him so quietly and he sighed a little disappointed. “Another time then… For now.” I felt his cock against my pussy again and just as he rammed into me I felt his finger slip into my ass. I moaned and he fucked my pussy and ass hard. I. Soon the kimonos went, and the weekend norm was just panties, sometimes not even that. When she dressed, the cargo shorts went, replaced by not quite Daisy Dukes. Tops were usually 'wife beater' tees in bright colors.Did we make love more often? Damn skippy. And we hardly used our bed. The couch, the dining room table, the pool table in the rec room, all the other beds in the house, an air mattress in the back yard, even the wicker settee on the front porch{in the dark off course, although it. Jenny had been quite a find for you - you'd come upon her at the Tennis Club one Sunday afternoon. She was a common, scheming little hussy from the nearby council estate who'd managed to get herself pregnant by her then boss, a rich but ageing stockbroker in the City. He'd done the honourable thing and married her giving her everything she wanted... except for a satisfying sex life as he proved to be remarkably inept and unadventurous in this department. Within half an hour of meeting Jenny,.