We would get up at 6 and after ‘freshening up’ will have a shot, then the ‘Golden Showers’, bathe together, breakfast and then finally I will ...eave in time to catch my flight. We kissed each other “Good Night” and slept in embrace. We were both nude while sleeping.Since we were both tired after two long shots and travelling, we felt asleep fast. However at around 3 AM, my sleep was interrupted due to some noise on the road and I switched on the bed side lamp. At that moment I enjoyed the sight. She is putting on a show for me, I can tell. The way she is sliding the soap over her nicely aged, plump but sexy body. Especially when she passes it between her legs. She bends over and I can see her juicy pussy lips just hanging there begging me to come and service them.She decided to invite me to help her. She mentioned a couple of sexual encounters that my client had told her about and she wanted me to help her experience an orgasm again. She had been widowed for a long time and had never. Which somehow was in the nature of itself. They sat down and her mother gave portions to everyone.“So how was your detention today?” Her father asked.“It’s hard work, I have to clean out the old shed beside the gym now, but it’s ok I guess.”“Hard work builds character.”“Also it is not supposed to be pleasant, it’s a punishment. A well-deserved punishment if you ask me.” My mother told her usual rant.“And I am enduring it don’t I?”It was hard arguing with her parent while being aroused. She. And that's when I saw him and gave another gasp, only not one of pleasure this time. There, among the faces watching my performance, one stood out far more than the others. It was one that I was familiar with, one that maybe I wasn't as familiar with as I should be, but still. It was my father, Senator Mark Feldman. Straight-laced workaholic Mark Feldman, who never seemed to have time even to spend with his son. Mark Feldman who didn't seem ever to be remotely interested in guys or gay sex..