She was at work one night, and he was getting drunk, as usual..."It seemed like this was difficult for her to talk about, so I leaned closer, placing ...y hand on her shoulder."Gayle," I whispered. "You don't have to..."But she held up her hand in protest."No," she said, wagging her head. "You were honest with me, so... just lemme be honest with you."She turned her head slightly, and I slowly nodded."Ok," I said, rubbing her back.Gayle took a deep breath and sighed."So, ya know... that was his. Call it a hall pass, polyamorous partnership, love affair, whatever, but I have two women, just as you have two men. Can we all agree on that much?” I pointed out as I moved my hand across her bottom.“Absolutely!” Neda told me with a deep tongue kiss in plain view of my brother.“Hell, yeah, bro! Neda’s our woman, not just mine or yours. You’re Carmen’s man as well as Neda’s. That’s just how it is. I can totally see the appeal. Aside from that brief psycho period during your breakup and divorce,. The girl I myself used to discipline, stood there in disbelief, looking so sexy in tight jeans and a spaghetti-strapped top. My neck hurt to look up at her. That’s what I would have said under any other circumstances. But that wasn’t the truth. I could see Claire’s nipples begin to tent her top and that made my cock throb. I couldn’t break eye contact with her chest.“Dad! What the fuck! What are you doing?” Claire gasped after the longest-ever pause.I knew what I was required to do but I was. I am short and it was nice to have this big old man welcoming me into his house.He led me to his tv room and sat me down and asked if I'd like a drink, I said no. He asked me if I'd like the tour of his house so we got up and he talked a little about his house, garden, kitchen then upstairs he showed me a bathroom and a spare bedroom before opening the door to his own room, he said I could stop here if I wanted to and there would be no harm done, I said I'd like to go in.I stepped forward into.