Was she still at the neighbors? Ginger looked at me questioningly as she crouched over the lawn to pee. “I guess your mistress isn’t here,” I to...d her.After the dog came back in, I found my phone and noticed right away that there were no messages before dialing my wife’s number. It immediately went to voicemail. “Shit!” I exclaimed; she’d obviously spent the night at Tony’s. “Well, fuck her,” I muttered, pissed. I wasn’t about to crawl over there to get her.Noon came and no Marissa. But instead. More than once. I really got interested in sex watching you and Aunt Bev. She and I had some great discussions.”I looked at her. “You knew that Bev and I were having sex?”Yep, she described every little detail to me. I had my first sexual experience with her. Remember, she shared my bedroom with me. We really had fun when Shelly would sleep over.This was news to me. This was again an information overload week. I never thought of Amy that way, as a sex fiend. I thought she was more like her. SOOO HOT OOOHHHHHH and then her body began shaking, an uncontrollable trembling that coursed through her whole being and ever time he hunched hard into her she'd shake more. I thought he'd take a break but instead he began fucking her fast and hard while his dick was swollen from cumming and she went crazy. He grabbed her by the hair and held her as he fucked her, bottomed his cock in her pussy and just hunched hard into her, pounding her clit with his ball sack as he hunched and she couldn't. I had my mom’s wishes to honor along with my undying love and gratitude to my father who was breaking his back in his business to ensure that I received that medical education.After mom passed, I had hoped dad would join a men’s club, take up fishing or god forbid, buy himself a pair of lime-green trousers and an orange shirt and learn to play golf or at least something requiring social interaction outside of his work, but he did not. He just worked at the store every day, went home each.