Thepipes burst in my parent's basement. They need me to come over and helpthem. I am leaving tomorrow and will be helping them with cleanup,repairs, e...c. I know you are at dinner and you can't have your phonewith you at dinner which is why I am leaving you a voicemail. I willtalk to you later. Bye."Beth sat on her bed re-listening to his message. She had severalthoughts about Brad's message. First, she was surprised at the lack ofaffection in his voice. Brad and old Beth had been dating. My wife is away and I put on a pair of my favourite tan sheer to the waist pantyhose and put on my trousers and Tshirt. I don't bother with socks and slip my shoes on figuring that nobody will notice that I am wearing pantyhose in the dim light. I go to the pub and buy a drink and sit and wait for Tim to arrive. I don't have long to wait before Tim is there. We have a couple more drinks and a chat before walking back to my house. We head straight for the bedroom and strip off down to our. Suddenly she was caressing his large prick much to Andy's dismay. She held it, stroked it, and ran her fingers along the lengthy shaft while her father recorded her enthralling actions. Had Ken been more aware or more observant, he would have noticed one of his sluts on the private monitor. Kim had gone next‑door with precise purposes in mind. She fully realized that she might have to perform one more disgusting act before the night was all over. Kim was after the evidence Andy recorded of. By now she had flopped on her front on the bed but at least I could get at the zip at the back. With some difficulty for there wasn't a lot of help from her I managed to get it off and hang it up within its fragile plastic cocoon. On returning to the bed she had turned over and was now lying on her back dressed in just her scanty bra and knickers. I had seen her a few times wandering about the house dressed like this but for the first time I could have a good look."Lets go home," I said taking.