My grandfather always said when it came to the house, it was better not to upset the status quo. He always said Myrna treated him like she was the bos..., not him.Before he died, he had told me her story. But, for the life of me, I couldn't figure out why she preferred to stay here, with all the money she had. He had said she had been in the family since she was eighteen and had never been married except to her job. Her family tree was almost as long as ours, I had been told, and she was one of. Stay. Would you like meto stay, Gemma? I closed my eyes, trying to think clearly. If I saidstay, there was no doubt how Tony would interpret my answer. If I saidleave then I sensed I?d be left with my question unanswered.?Stay? I said, barely above a whisper. ?Then why don?t you come andjoin me on this sofa?? Tony asked. I got up slowly from where I sat andmoved over to the sofa where Tony sat. I gingerly sat down beside him.At close quarters he appeared even bigger and I felt even. She removed her stockings, unzipped her dress, and called, "Bring it in here, Daddy. I need it." When she heard his footsteps in the hall, she started pulling her dress over her head.Drew stopped in the doorway, a drink in each hand, and watched the young woman's body come into view. God she was even better than he had hoped! Not quite as voluptuous as his blonde, blue-eyed daughter, but Ruth was maybe a little too full bodied, at least for some tastes.Sarah pulled the dress off. Holding it in. "I'll ask my Dad." "He's gonna kill you for this," I whispered to Derek, but he sneered at me. "I don't think so. Whose idea do you supposet this was?"Later that night, when Dad called me down to this study for his evening cocksucking, he told me had a surprise for me, something he wanted to watch on video while I sucked him off. But first he put me on my hands and knees and inserted his cock into from behind. Then he flicked on the TV and started the video. And, there I was . . . spread wide.