She must have been in here all day. “Dammit.” I heard that singsong voice call out in frustration as a wrench slid out from under the car. I muffl...d a laugh as I watched her reach out for a couple seconds before stepping over and kicking it back under the car. “Who the fuck are yo-“ she managed to get out before I jolted the creeper out from under the car and stood over her, watching her face contort in complete and total surprise. I never knew how sexy oil and grease could look on someone’s. They could see his mark, his brand on her.For the most part, they tried to ignore her nudity, but for some of the men, it was awkward to walk when she was around. The women, dancers and waitresses, were nice to her. When they had a break, they chatted a bit and Alex listened to them. Once she chanced a few questions. Mostly, she kept to herself and worked hard. The others respected her for that.By the early afternoon, Mr. Smith came in and got her. He led her back down to the apartment. There. The Pomeroy’s and Cloverdale’s seemed hellbent on making me wait. If I didn’t know better, I would have sworn it was a sinister plot. Finally, we made our leave, and headed to our honeymoon cottage. The same one used by my mother and father.As hot as I was to fuck her, I had Charlotte slowly disrobe in front of me. She was gorgeous with an awesome body and tits much bigger than I had expected. My cock was hard as rock and it hurt like hell. Damn I need relief.I dispensed with preliminaries and. So I started wearing shorts at home and at night no panty or bra, just to see him excited and forget about my mom.Everything was under control, but then the thing happened. It was a rainy day. I couldn’t sleep in my room due to the thunder sounds. So I went into my father’s room to sleep alongside him. Due to my habit, I forgot to wear panties and bra.In the middle of the night, I felt someone fingering me. I woke up to see that my father was fingering my pussy which excited me. I asked, “What.