“Dinner’s ready,” the older woman lilted.She spooned the contents of the skillet into a serving bowl and set it on the table.Roxie felt guilty a... her aunt’s happiness born of false pretenses. She reminded herself how it wasn’t her fault. All she’d done was buy a car. So, she decided to let Aunt Flora enjoy the event in her own way.“So, do you want to take a ride after dinner?” Roxie asked again.They ate fast and then did the dishes. Roxie coaxed her aunt into the passenger’s seat. They drove. It was a Thursday and I had gone to a friend's house. I called my father and told him she and I were going to go out and get a hamburger and thick shake for supper and I wasn't sure when I'd be home. "Okay," he said, "thanks for letting me know."What I told him was a lie. He knew I often had sex, but there was no need to rub it in. Our boyfriends had come over and we talked, drank wine and at least twice slipped up to a bedroom and fucked. When I came home my father was sitting in the living. Jess took some pillows and propped Erik’s head up against the headboard kissing him as she went. Jess looks in his eyes and whispers in his ear, this is for you. She pulls away from Erik and grabs Amber by the ponytail, forcing her mouth on Erik’s cock. Jess says in a deep demanding tone ‘SUCK IT!….Get on your knees whore and suck it!’ Amber moaned, as she took the entire shaft down her throat. Erik’s head snapped back in ecstasy. Jess took control of Amber’s head, pulling her up by the hair. Carl who was very knowledgeable about art would provide a commentary which always seemed to end with the suggestion of, "... wouldn't it be nice to see Carol and Jacqui there 'dressed' like that."We all had a polite laugh, although I noticed Carol would especially be looking at Jacqui when these comments were made and that Jacqui would blush a bit. For my part, Carol was also quite an attractive blond about 25 years old at the time, so visualizing her in the buff was pretty easy to do for.