I closed the browser on my computer and made my way up the take a shower. Even the shower reminded me of her today, Jesus man, get a grip.I cleaned up...and got dressed then headed downstairs to get some work done before my friend Michelle arrived. She said that she had a surprise for my birthday and would not take no for an answer. I tried not to think of what her present could be, knowing Michelle it was better not to ponder such things. I fixed myself a bloody mary and set my stereo to the. In my slightly diluted state, I figured I’d see how far I could take this little game. As Connie kept talking, I stopped pretending. I was full on staring at her tits, only providing short, blanket answers to whatever she was rambling on about. Occasionally, I would love over at Jay, his eyes locked on me staring at his wife’s tits, and giving him a little smirk. When Connie would keep reaching over and slapping my thigh, her hand started to linger more, her hits coming closer and closer to. Mum wore knickers, and the cloth was back on the glass table top. But, another trip away for dad was imminent.This time it may not be so bad, I had a girlfriend. We were snogging by the second date; I held her breasts on the third date and touched her pussy on the fourth. I felt like my life was coming together.Dad's trip was confirmed, he would be away a couple of weeks at least. Mum gave him a farewell fuck. Unknown to him she left the bedroom door ajar; I watched them.Mum knelt on the bed,. All summer I was just thinking about you, of kissing you, of fucking your tight little cunt. Ohh.." he moaned.This dirty talk got me going too. He slipped his hand under my blouse and started kneading my soft breasts as if they were made of dough. I moaned at his touch and kissed him even deeper, inserting my hot tongue into his mouth. He played his thumb along my bar-line and finally slipped them inside, twiddling my nipples gently with his thumb and forefinger. I couldn't take it anymore, my.