I hope that is ok”. I saw Marie licking her lips. “Yes mate” I said “it’s all good”.Things always got back to normal during the week. Mari... paid special attention to my “needs” as a way of showing we were all ok. Of course normal sex sort of expanded to naked romps around the house, lots of oral stimulation and wild humping. I did note that she particularly enjoyed being fucking dog style. Not surprising really.Sunday came and we drove to Vern and Angela’s place. As usual we sat drinking coffee. Daddy didn’t move at all; if anything, he was sleeping sounder than ever and started snoring. We stood up, leaving him in the center of the bed, and Mom motioned me to follow her out of the room.Out in the hallway, Mom closed the bedroom door so we wouldn’t wake Daddy. “I think tonight we should have your father take us out to dinner,” she said with a smile.“Really?” I asked, smiling back.She nodded. “Besides, I don’t feel like cooking. Do you?”I laughed. “No!”“So, we’ll go over to the club.. Had physical sex with you, sweetheart?" Of course not, I just meet him online. You're the only man who has ever fucked me. You're my first, daddy. I saved my virginity for you."I had braced my one knee upon her bed, while Emmie fondled my slowly swelling penis. I tried to calm her down but she was so overwhelmed with lust for me. She went on and on about how she had fantasized having sex with me for so long. And the longer I listened, the harder my erection became. I wanted her to stop, but her. I smiled and raised my glass in salute. ‘À votre santé.’ She grinned and gave me a wink. ‘À la vôtre.’ Well … well, could I have been wrong about her brain cell count? Humph. ** ** ** ** ** ** ** The night had been as insane as the eve to All Hallows in New Orleans could hope to ever be. We went to a play house and drank the cheap wine they sell there. Then we stopped by Fredric’s and spent hours sipping his Cognac, talking of the show, and smoked his cigars. His old ex-slave maid brought us.