Dad came in and saw what was happening. He grabbed a cup of coffee and shot out the back door to calls of "Chicken!" from the two of them.Mom did have...the last say. When we were leaving, she said to Bev, "Sometimes I wonder why we adopted you. We should have just left you to the wolves."Of course, Bev had to cry on her shoulder and apologize and Mom had to cry back and say they'd never do anything like that and then Vicky had to get in on the crying fest. Sometime in there, Dad snuck in the. There will be all kinds of after Christmas sales going on, I am sure.”“But we don’t have any money.”“You will have, if you want to go.”In unison, they both confirm they want to go. Forgetting they have dressed to tease me, both are in a deep conversation about what can possibly happen. Then they realize I’m still sitting there, they drop the robes and they both sit on a knee. Both sets of boobs are nearly eye level. Both are excited, as their nipples are hard and molded into the bra cups. Both. I noticed some women at the door and recognized one immediately. My jaw dropped, because this lady, Kenna, is normally very proper in her dress because she works in a very public job. Hmm, there was nothing proper about her dress tonight. Kenna was wearing a short, black leather skirt and a red tank top. She is tall but was wearing some knee-length leather boots with three-inch heels. I felt my cock stiffen as they made their way to the bar. She looked as if she could have been a dominatrix. I grinned and kissed him once. He leaned his right hand down towards my pussy, as always, it was soaked, and it was probably gonna stay that way for quite awhile. He rubbed my pussy slowly for a minute or two, then I leaned down on my back. He slowly got right on top of me and then neither one of us had our eyes on our kids."Where have you been all my life?" Brian asked."Right here. Haven't you noticed?" I asked.We both laughed a bit and he gave a quick kiss."You know you mean literally.