”He then rose from his chair and left the room leaving Ali wide-eyed and with her mouth agape. ***************** Ali was looking over the party... guest list, displayed on her computer, and wondering if she should chance ‘forgetting’ to invite Dan when the telephone rang. Ali felt her mouth dry up when she answered the telephone and heard Dan’s voice on the other end. “Hello Ali, it’s Dan.”“Wh..what do you want?” stammered Ali.“Nothing, really. I’ve been thinking of you a lot lately and just. “Querida, Belle, do this, always wash the rice. See that which washes off into the pot, it makes it taste bad, you wash then cook the rice, much better that way, more delicious, more healthy.” Everything he said or did, was with grace and confidence. He was always right, there was no discussion or controversy. Whenever I deigned to question him, it was met with a curt, "I explained already, Belle."After our meal, we sat outside sharing a bottle of cheap wine watching the cold grey Scottish sky. And there was Aunt Sarah. She’d been drying her hair and hadn’t heard me. She was off work because her office was having their Christmas Party that afternoon and she was getting ready to go to it. She stood there in her bra, garter belt and stockings, and panties (remember this was the early 70’s, and many of the older women hadn’t made the change to pantyhose yet). We stared at each other for a moment that seemed like an hour, then she said “oh, my” and turned and hurried back to the bedroom,. As the conversation continued my Phillip started to put his arm around myself and our Fiona and it was not long before he had two handfuls of flesh and he was teasing our nipples. At the sight of this Dad was now cuddling Mom and had his hand searching up her thighs in search of her hairy bush and very huge clit. To my surprise our Fiona had already removed Phillips cock and was stroking it ensuring her fingers went up and down the total length, she had managed to draw the foreskin back and was.