Then I did notice – little looks, going out her way to compliment me on a game etc. The night of the story was a local house-party where a lot of th... teams and parents were there, an end of season do. Jess and I had talked during the evening, her f**ily were out of town and I got the impression things weren't right at home. She had had a few drinks and made it increasingly obvious she was interested, in a restrained subtle way as we were in public, but still obvious to me, I thought. When she. Cora had tried to be supportive, she had helped Ethel buy clothes, learn about makeup, talked to her about what boys liked and are like. She loved her niece and knew that a beautiful woman would emerge from the younger version that was here now. But being a teenager is all about angst and perception. She could tell by the way that Ethel had come home so early today that something had happened. Cora made a pot of tea, added some apple scones that Ethel liked to a plate, and went to see what she. After a good grooming, I was allowed to put myself into bed with father again, this time "in spoon", and so we woke up Friday morning.Friday:Dad was still somehow embarrassed, but I could sense that he seemed happier than he had done since mother got seriously ill.I arrived home 3 hours before father, and would "enjoy" me with my dildo.In one way or another, I had "hit" a bit wrong, as I would put it up in my pussy, so instead it hit my rear hole.Oops, it felt nice in fact, and with the memory. She was in the middle of a story and let out a little cough as I entered her, but didn’t miss a beat. I started to lick and kiss her neck, almost trying to make her voice quiver slightly. I grabbed her hips and started to move her back and forth but she didn’t need much encouragement. She got the idea, she was doing the fucking as she talked to her husband.I kept my hands on her hips but really didn’t move too much. I wanted her to enjoy fucking my dick while was went on chatting with her.