“It had become a habit in Brazil and, in spite of the twenty-five years we spent here, when all the upset arrived two years ago, old habits quickly ...esurfaced and I find that I can no longer go back.”“What upset?”“Oh, that is quite the story but let us wait for Sarah to come back down. It’s a story better told over a cup of tea.”“Exactly,” said Sarah from the doorway. “I was just going to ask what you would like, Father.” She had put on a simple but attractive dress. “We have tea, we have. That’s how your mother and I met, and ended up together, and got married,” I said. I glanced over worriedly at Riley, wondering if we’d said too much to Abby, wondering if her 14-year-old mind was mature enough to handle it.“Ohmygod, Mom,” Abby finally blurted. “You were 15?!? I can’t believe it. And I can’t believe Grampa and Grandma knew all about it!”Over the years, Riley and I had talked, in theoretical terms, about what we might tell our children about how we met, and if we’d discuss The. That night Stacy surprised me when I got home from work, she'd gotten a new shiny, blue satin, long sleeved blouse which she paired with a matching tight fitted, blue satin skirt that stopped just above her knee. She complimented the outfit with some black high heels and dark stalkings. She also had her face dolled up which looked great with her long, dark hair which she had down. Man, she looked sexy as hell!I took her to our favorite bar, it was the place we met. Not the nicest place. “We keep playing, and the losers have to do dares,” No one had a problem so we kept playing. The girls both lost again. Claire removed her panties and since Matt had won, he dared Natalie to lick Claire's pussy. She obeyed and me and Matt watched as she stuck her tongue in Claire's pussy. It was very arousing. And I'm sure everyone could tell how aroused I was. We started the next hand and I could tell nobody was trying to hide anything anymore. Natalie smiled and pushed her breasts.