“I’m trying to understand what she sees in you, Jeff?”My response was to say, “It doesn’t get much better than this, does it, Larry?”“Th...s is the time of day I miss dad the most,” he said. “Back in the day, dad would come in the door at six pm, saying, ‘Susan, I’m home, ‘ and then sat down to watch ABC Nightly News with that Canadian guy ... Peter Jennings. After that, we would sit together around the dinner table and talk about our day.”“We did pretty much the same thing, except my dad watched. Thinking it might be someone I knew, I walked toward the car, and as I did I noticed that a woman was in the car with him. As I approached, she ducked down out of sight, and he started pointing down at his lap, a huge grin on his face. Since it was broad daylight and I wasn't carrying anything that looked worth stealing, I didn't think it was an attempt to mug me, and walked closer. As I did, I could begin to see the back of the woman's head as it bobbed up and down in his lap. By this time I. It was clearly a sound of suppressed moaning of a woman. But who? In my house? With home?Suddenly, a thought came in my mind and i was shocked. My mom? With my friend? My mind was not ready to believe.My sleep was gone and i my ears felt hot. Unknowingly, my penis started stiffening. I leaned again close to window. There was no light inside. Moaning sound increase with added jerky sound of bed and my hand moved to my penis which was rock solid by now. there was disbelief, confusion in my mind.. Her pussy, barely concealed by the little black triangle of material, was shaved.I watched as she turned her back to the girl at the door. She kept gyrating her hip and as she lowered her jeans to the floor, she bent over. I did not understand why she stayed that way instead of straightening up till the second girl went over to her and stood behind her. She reached out and ran her hands over the upturned ass in front of her. She let her hands slip down the front of the thighs, and up the backs.