I was still tongue tied. “Nancy, I think you have been a naughty little girl watching me. Do you like what you see?” I tried to protest but there ...as no use. It didn’t help that Sara started to massage her clit with one hand while she helped me up and led me to her chaise lounge. Sara told me to take my clothes off. It was only fair, she said. Sara also told me that her boyfriend, was coming over soon but she just couldn’t wait for him. As I took my clothes, Sara was taking in my body. I have. My name is John and I’m a pretty successful guy. Successful in business just not with the ladies. I just turned 29 and have had some long term relationships. I just haven’t found anyone that I thought could be the one. I’m in good shape, I work out a few times a week and I bike and swim too. I just moved back to the neighborhood I grew up in. I bought a house on a nice street near the high school I went to. The street has a whole new set of young families. Lots of kids running around from. Mmmm that felt good. I was getting close to an orgasm. Moaning.Then I came to and realized that Rex was putting his wet, red dick in my pussy. "No, Rex, get down!"But Rex was having the time of his life, getting to screw his beloved mistress. He was too heavy. I couldn't get him off. So I decided to enjoy the ride. I hadn't had sex for a while, and it was exciting and naughty to be screwed by a dog. So I started moaning again, getting ready to climax.Suddenly, I realized that dad's door. Endearing. Beloved. Could I regret experiencing all that? Tasting him? Feeling him inside me? Seeing him watch me with such strangely devoted eyes?Remembering a question I asked myself not long ago, though it seemed like years before, I wondered again how long ago I’d started wanting him. The whole affair had exploded so intensely and quickly that it couldn’t have just begun when he started sniffing around. And the hate I had for him for all those years always seemed tinged with something else..