I then put it on the desk, starting a new stack. I pretended not to notice I had caught my sash under the first book. After a few books had been stack...d up, I held up the next one and stepped away from my desk slightly. As I expected, the weight of books held onto the sash and, as I stepped away from the desk, started untieing the bow holding my dress together. I stopped while the bow was still intact, but the boys had already noticed the potential situation developing. Many of them sat up at. Entering the bedroom I saw Peggy had dimmed the lights and had opened a bottle of champagne. My cock was standing tall as I got between the sheets, ready for my surprise. I jumped as my leg and ass lay against a large wet place in the bed, "Geez, honey. What did you do spill something in the bed?" "No, Why do you ask?" she was teasing me now. "Well, someone spilt something here and since you're the only one here..." Stopping my sentence Peggy said still teasing, "Well it's true I'm the only one. I haven’t eaten yet,’ she replied. ‘That’s your fault. You should have been down earlier. Now, get your stuff, and come on! We’re going to be late,’ her husband told her, as he left the room. With her stomach growling and temper growing, Victoria gathered her stuff and followed him to their carriage. She climbed up and sat down. Charles was oblivious to her glare. ‘You could have helped me into the carriage, Charles,’ she stated. ‘You made it in just fine,’ he replied, reading that wretched. Sullivan came walking in. I was naked and tried to cover myself up but he said not to worry about it as his house was a clothing optional one and they rarely wear clothes around the house.Mr. Sullivan told me that Maria was with my dad right then. It took a bit to sink in for me to realize that it meant my dad was fucking Maria. Mr. Sullivan asked if I wanted to go watch them. I thought that was weird but for some reason I felt compelled to see them. Mr. Sullivan took me to their gym which.