We had lived on our own for a few years, and we lived pretty far from our parents. We had a decent sized house, since I had a good job, but with mysel... working full time, and her being tired all the time from the pregnancy, there was no way for us to keep the house up to where it needed to be. And she didn't feel like cooking either, and one can only live on so many pizzas. We both realized that something needed to be done, but I didn't make enough to hire a housekeeper, especially with a baby. I welcomed him in and introduced him as the masseur from the resort spa. The best part was that apart from the white dress Karan has also got two bottle of spa oil and a moisturizing cream with him. This made my plans look so damn real. He told my wife to change into a towel. She looked at me and I told her to go and change in the bathroom. She went inside the washroom and after 5 min came out wearing a towel with bra and panty inside. She came and stood next to me. Karan asked her to lie on. "Shit, Kathy is here. I forgot that she was stopping by tonight."Kathy was just about to leave when Karen walked into the kitchen. "Hi Kathy, what's up."Kathy didn't have to have a diagram of what had been going on. Karen looked totally fucked, and the smell of sex filled the air. Just the thought of what her sister and Derrick were doing got her aroused, and felt a little guilty she had interrupted them. "Hey listen Karen, I think I'll come back later and let you two do what you were doing.". “Me too,” Kara said. “She’s managed the household budget for you for four years. I trust her!”We had a light meal of sandwiches that I’d had the forethought to order earlier in the day, and shared a bottle of champagne. When we finished, we snuggled into bed together and fell asleep.On Christmas morning, Jessica and I made love under the Christmas tree, starting a new tradition that we’d plan on repeating each year. Kara watched us and nodded her approval when we’d finished and were cuddling.