She was in her father's bed and could feel his presence next to her. With a warm smile, she looked over at his sleeping face and thought about how muc... she loved him.Last night they had spent the night talking about the marriage and she had, more or less, relented somewhat from her position, willing to give it a try and to be friends with Susan and her sons. It would not be easy for her at first.Around seven o'clock they had gotten all dressed up and he had taken her out to dinner at the best. Turning to see me close and lock the door behind me, you drop your keys on the foyer table and excuse yourself to finish getting out of your wet clothes. I head to living room and turn on your stereo, somehow knowing that there will be some good belly rubbing music waiting in the CD player. Retreating to your couch, I put my feet up, closing my eyes and losing myself in the music, just waiting for you to come back to me. Suddenly, I sense you in the room. I open my eyes and take a real good. "Laughing, they headed for the back door.As the women prepared the evening meal, Jeff, Dave, Bill and Frank were shooed off to the living room. "Well, darn," Frank Wainwright said, "At least they could have let us sit in there and supervise," he joked.Dave propped his feet up as they all found seats and settled in. "I know they're talking about the weddings, but I would love to be a fly on the wall so that I could hear what they really think." Oh, you mean about men being brainless idiots that. ‘OK, I’ll have to see what your mother says then,’ she replied.Michael looked at her and his hand went down to his cock, he had to admit that the thought of his aunty watching him aroused him even more. He started rubbing himself. Sylvia loved watching her nephew and could feel herself getting aroused. She pulled her skirt up higher so he could see her stocking tops and her bare thigh. Michael loved seeing this and knew he was going to cum soon. Sylvia smiled and beckoned him over to her. He.