I look at Erin, he has smirk on his face I wonder what he’s thinking about. I go sit next to him on the couch as Patrick goes upstairs to get a drin.... He turns to me and says. ‘After Patrick falls asleep down here I call his upstairs bedroom,’ ‘Oh really?’ “Yeah, I’m not sleeping on the floor and I’m not getting stuck down here with him,” He said. ‘Not if I get there before you do.’ I know I’m starting to flirt with him. ‘ Umm that’s against the rules, I already called it.’ he says. She spots me, smiles but, motions me to keep my distance for a while. My view is lost momentarily and when I spot her again she is in a deep passionate kiss with the seated dark-haired guy, who she has called Harry, the standing blond guy has casually flared his jacket obscuring much of my view.“can you guess what I was doing?” she asked “don’t stop ...” she instructed me with some urgency as she pushed my mouth back on to her hungry cunt, before continuing.“did you realise that you can’t see. I turned around to check out my backside and since I have naturally buffed up butts, they made my backside look super-hot. My cock was oozing out pre cum while I was looking at myself. I would have fucked myself any day the way I was looking in that dress. I was not able to hold anymore and I took out my cock while I was looking at my own ass in that dress and started stroking myself.It took less than 30 seconds for me to cum. I remember I was feeling disgusted on myself immediately after cumin. The house sold in three days.Now a little more than a year later I’m dealing with the death of my last living grandparent. It wasn't as much of a shock since she was ill for a long time. It was more of a relief than anything else that she was no longer suffering. When Aunt Jean called to give me the news I was in North Dakota heading to Texas. I wasn't able to make the funeral and really couldn’t handle much beyond driving. I had lost my parents as did my wife in one of the worst tornado.