We went into the bedroom and he asked me to undress my wife for him. I was getting more turned on by the minute knowing I was undressing my wife so a ...lack man could fuck her. He undressed at the same time and when he took his shorts down and his cock was already half hard and a good 9 or 10" and probably 6" around. I saw my wife couldn't take her eyes off it as she lay back on the bed and spread her legs for him. I told her I couldn't believe she was going to take all of that. As he looked. "I looked at the two of them. They looked miserable, fear all over both of their faces. Were they that afraid of me? Never in my life had they come to me like this, so desperate for me to do something. Or not do something. I relaxed and took a deep breath."I promise."Dad looked into my eyes and I could see the relief on his face. I think we'd both realized just how powerful I'd become and how weak he was in comparison. If I hadn't wanted to listen to him, there was nothing he would have been. Char was washing the dishes and I hesitated as I looked at her backside. She was the exact same size and shape as Mom and I wondered if she still had her black Saturday panties on. I knew she was wearing the cone shaped bra because she had that pointy look that made me hard just thinking about it.I pulled out a chair and sat there watching as she worked, “Something on your mind?” Char asked without turning around.“Do you think I look exactly like my Dad?” I asked fidgeting with my fingers as I. "Oh, gosh..."The sausage on the pan," I continued as I escaped from his hands and stood up from the table and moved to the cooker. "Yeah, sure... I will cook the pasta."We stood next to each other by the cooker for several minutes in silence. This was the way we succeed in impossible, which was spoiling a simple dish by overcooking pasta and burning the sausage. The first thing Azem did after trying it was throwing everything into the dust bin. " Awwww !" Muli and I scowled with.