She rushed around, took a shower and got in some tight blue jeans and sexy cowboy boots. I followed her around ignoring the baseball game. She told me...John had called her back after she called me and suggested they have lunch together. She said "Let's make it dinner," and tonight was the night! I still remember the far away look in her eye and her far away smile while she put in earrings and briefed me on her plans with John. She was going out with an old flame. Thrilling for her, but I was at. His strong arms encircled her as he drew her toward him, her legs opening and finding his way into her, in the most natural way, no guidance, perfect alignment he slipped into her and as she enveloped him, welcoming him into her presence. His hips began a rhythm of their own, and Champagne matched it stroke for stroke, her entire being striving to capture him. His thrusts hammering into her as she opened herself for him, soon it was clear, she was his for the taking. Taking her up into another. "Then you may start now. Getdown on your knees and lick my sneakers." I did as I was told and got down onmy hands and knees. I could see right away that her sneakers were old andfilthy and even before I put my lips to them to lick I was hit by their smell. Sandra was like the other two girls; very smelly sneakers. I picked up herright foot in my hand and started to lick, doing it in a special way as Kellyhad taught me. I licked the sneaker everywhere, the top, the side, the back andthe. But it was hard to believe I was looking for opportunities to have a threesome with both my children. I was still thinking about Lynn when I heard Mark calling for me."Hey Dad. Look at this. Mom's going up to meet Aunt Sally this afternoon." Mark showed me a note with his mother's travel plans."That will take at least three hours," I reasoned. "Did I just hear the garage door?"My son responded, "I think so."Blood rushed to my dick so fast I got dizzy. "That means, "I gasped, "orgy with Lynn!".