"Plea ... please may ... may I be of service, mistress?" Mary stammered quietly.The older woman looked down on the trembling young girl with a cool ga...e and nodded.Mary rose carefully never taking her eyes from Janine and reached for the shoulders of her dress with trembling hands. She carefully guided the dress down Janine's body until she was again kneeling on the floor and holding a puddle of silk. Janine stepped out of the dress and sat down while Mary carefully laid the dress aside and. She had left them to have an early night. We all chatted and got on great. When she went to the ladies room, my wife, who is usually up for some fun on the occasions we get the chance, asked whether I would be up for inviting her back to the room to see where things led. No prize for guessing my answer!We chatted on with the talk getting sexier and sexier. Eventually we all staggered back to our room. By the time I had locked the door, my wife and Laura were kissing hotly on the bed. I let them. "I offered, "I'll come to more of your classes, so the guys can see us together, if that'd stop them bothering you? Also, you know you're not really 'taken', don't you? You can have a boyfriend if you want." I do NOT want, Mark. I've got a boyfriend, a girlfriend, and a girl-lover - that's you Carol. What other guy is going to let me spend most of my time with the three of you rather than him? Guys aren't bothering me, Mark; they're just doing their usual flirting. I'm fine, although I wish. As Dad drove, Bethany and I talked, and I had been right about her age. I was shocked when I found out she was only six years older than me.Once at the house, Dad unloaded the car while Bethany showed me around. I knew Dad did well in business but never thought he would own such a sizeable house.The downstairs had a large dining and living room along with a recreation room in the back of the house. The kitchen had a white tile floor with tan granite tops and barstools around an eating area. The.