He felt that it undermined his opinion of himself for having resorted, in effect to blackmail, albeit self generated.The kitchen table currently held ...he seven images he considered the pick of the crop, images that he'd taken without being offered any favours, unfortunately.Emma Jane was the prettiest girl in the school and her image took centre stage. He'd caught her likeness perfectly, the way her brown hair framed her tanned face, the glistening of her plump lips below her seductive dark. Kara had some homework to do so she went to the study room while Bethany and I went to the ‘Indian’ room to relax and drink some tea. After we each finished a cup of tea, Bethany got up and sat in my lap and we cuddled. She stayed for about twenty minutes, but then had to leave for her therapy. I went back to my office to work on my journal.About 3:30pm the phone rang, as I’d anticipated. It was Alice.“I think you need to come for dinner,” she said.“Trouble?” I asked, conveying it was HER. I open my mouth and probed with my tongue. And she did the same. We kiss for the first time. As we kissed, she got more physical moving her hands down my back slowly. My hands were soon on her butt and I and grabbed her cheeks as it as I kissed her. Our tongues intertwined with each other as she held me tighter. I slowly raise to dress until my hands were on her panty covered ass, I uncovered it and was massaging her cheeks. I moved my hands inside of her panties and felt the flesh of the. When we got back we found my wife sleeping on the rug in front of the fireplace. She had a robe on and it was short and slightly open. I pointed out to Tim that she must have showered and touched up her shaved pussy. He smiled and nodded. He and I opened a couple of beers and sat down. We watched the fire and my wife. She rolled over once and her leg was exposed all the way to her pussy. I told him to fuck her. He said OK. As I sat and watched Tim eased my wife's legs apart and begain eatting.