He was closer to them than he was to any others, though their time together had been cut very short thanks to their collective apprenticeships. They w...re different, though; they were his sisters.Issa had been apprenticed to a seamstress – and she was very good. She had an eye for color and design that had created quite fascinating dresses that had sold for a good deal of coin not only around the village but even to the Baroness t’Hasp. She’d even sold a few to the Viscountess t’Allur and one to. They felt great. I stood up and strutted around, feeling amazing. Here I was wearing my sexy female friend's clothes in public. She had pulled on my t-shirt, sweater and jeans in the meantime. 'Let's complete the look,' she said, grabbing her makeup from her bag. I sat down again as she applied makeup to my cleanshaven face. My hair was pretty long, down to my neck, so I looked quite feminine with makeup. Then we posed for a selfie and headed to the local gay bar. I could barely contain my. Seems dad had tried to get mom to fuck John a couple weeks after they got back from honeymoon, when she said no dad asked what's the difference between fucking John and blowing the guy we met at the resort bar, John piped up, I'll take a blow job instead. So it appears dad started shareing mom on their honeymoon and kept going further when he could, last paragraph described dad watching mom sucking John's dock then getting behind her, flipping her skirt over her hips and fucking her, her first. How about you guys get down to your speedos and I’ll go put on a bikini…."While the wife left the husband and I did what we were told, we stripped down and it turns out we were both wearing a black speedo under our jeans (I had told them I'd be wearing speedos under my jeans before hand).I was hard as a rock from making out with the wife and the husband was slowly getting there. It was pretty hot sitting on the couch next to a married guy, both in speedos, rubbing our cocks through the lycra.