"No," I whispered. "You have absolutely no desire to sleep with your father." "None at all." "And you never did." "N... No, Sir." "You hesitated. Are ...ou sure?" "Um. Well I certainly can't recall ever wanting to do anything more than see his dick. But I wanted to see everyone's dick, so I don't think that counts." My cheeks were burning. Where the hell did that come from? It was true of course, but I'd forgotten about it. "Um, but..." "But, what?" "Well, I... it's... Ohhh..." I squeezed my. I saw the show last week" I added as she moved closer to make talking easier with all the loud music coming from the performance arena."Thank you" she said with a beautiful smile.Then she got her cue, and was running off into the arena. I heard the gasps and the clapping as she went through her routine for the next 5 minutes until she got a round of thunderous applause at the end of her performance.She came running back through the passageway. Without thinking I raised my hand, offering it for. Will you do the honors?”He took the bottle from his mother. “I don't know what to do.”“It's time you learned. Tear off the foil... See the wire? Twist it off and toss it in the fireplace... Point the bottle in a safe direction and using the towel, put your thumbs at the base of the cork... Watch it... now push with your thumbs, slow pressure but constant... More... Ah!” she exclaimed as the cork popped free and a bit of the sparkling wine burbled out of the bottle. “Excellent. Now my glass,. I snickered to myself as I realized he thought maybe I wanted to do something to him myself. He crawled onto the bed and lay on his back, his dick laying long and stiff below his stomach. I got up from the bed and went to the foot. "Come here," I told my wife. She complied. When she was standing next to me, I reached between her legs and slipped two fingers into her still sopping pussy. Pulling them out, I put them into her mouth and she sucked her juices off, knowing that was what I wanted her.