He came home from work and Lucy told him she would make him something to eat, he sat at the kitchen table while Lucy broke open a couple of eggs, she ...ent to the fridge and bent over at her waste to get the bacon out, she glanced back to see her father was in deed looking, putting a couple of rasher’s on to cook she returned the rest to the fridge and as before bent over giving her father a good view of her pussy. “Do you want anything else with this dad”? “How about a sausage or two” returning. I didn’t know what any of the badges, pins or ribbons on his uniform meant, but I knew that he did, and that he would want to take them with him.The great thing about living out in the “Ranchettes” was that your nearest neighbor was at least a mile way. Night came with total blackness- no streetlights to slice the dark. Even though it was still hot, I went inside, piled up some logs in the fireplace, and lit a fire. I went upstairs and took another cigar from my Dad’s room, then stopped by. “Where did you get that shirt? That’s my ex-husband’s,” She asked in shock.“It was inside your wardrobe. Do you want me to take it off?” I winked. She gave a stare and went inside the other room to get my shirt. I followed her and grabbed her from the back. She chuckled.I turned her slowly and kissed her. While kissing, my left hand went inside her pant to reach her butt crack and gently squeeze her ass. While my right hand held her tightly while both hands were around my neck. She was. Sharyn was also strong up top in the arms and shoulders, she was no easy pin in wrestling. I asked my wife quietly and she said loudly "why the hell not? I have nothing to lose right now." She jumped up and came to the fence giving John an up close eyeful and he didn't look away. Sharyn and myself assumed this was a normal advertising photo shoot, we certainly had no idea what awaited us.We showed up at John's studio and it was just John at first but then I did notice a few others sneaking in.