I damned near fainted; I was greeted by a three way chorus of, “Hi Daddy.”I must have looked a bit dazed, the Bushmills or the shock, I don’t kn...w but I kinda froze like a deer caught in the headlights. Sheri and Teri took my arms and walked me to my recliner and Linda brought me ‘bout three fingers of old John Jameson’s finest and a little old glass of Guinness Stout; now I knew I didn’t have a bottle of Jameson’s in the house. I wondered for a moment where they’d gotten it, then I didn’t want. ”“I see that, Mrs. Sheldon. Here put your jacket on and leave your blouse and bra off so we can see how this looks.”“I love the way this looks on me, Ms. Cobb, I have cleavage almost like you do, now.”“Let’s get Bobby Joe to come in and take some more pictures. I’m sure you’d rather have these pictures, than the others.”“Yes I would. Please hide my clothes so they wont show in the new photos.”“Bobby Joe could you come in and take more pictures please? Mrs. Sheldon really likes the way she looks. “You’re a perv, aren’t you, we all know!” She says mockingly, “I know how much you ogle me and then I wonder what you get up to when you get home?!”I squirt several millilitres of pre-cum into my pants and have to moan “ohhh......” Now I hear loud laughter but nothing is going to deflect me from the ultimate pleasure, a fantasy about to cum true, cum what may, whatever the risks, regardless of the outcome – get the sack? Who cares? I just HAVE to spunk my pants watching Miss Michelle, I’ve. She looked at it but did not touch it. I was about to say something when she cut me off and said “You be careful because you might just get some” she emphasized the “SOME” I knew just what she meant. I have gotten very good at picking up clues. Being single myself for the last year I can now figure out when I’m getting hit on. Something I was unable to do when I was younger or while I was married. She scooped up the card and put it in her pocket.I paid my tab and told Sue that I would be back.