All my sisters still lived at home so seeing women in various stages of undress or totally naked was perfectly normal to me. My mother and sisters wer...en't exactly shy.Saturday at 7 am I knocked on James and Diane Peterson's back door.The dog started barking and Diane greeted me she was wearing a see through night gown which hid nothing I even saw how hard her nipples were. We sat down for breakfast while she inquired about my life, Mr Peterson walked in wearing his short robe, Diane slapped him. My wife was nervous but her friend insisted that she try and join in on the fun. Being my wife had been single now for over a year. My wife had agreed to watch from the other couch. Her friend began to undress. She pulled off her husbands pants and slide down his boxers. My wife could not believe how tight her friends body was. Her friend began tugging and stoking her husbands cock. It was at at this time my wife asked me if I was uncomfortable and wanted her to stop.To be honest I was getting. I doubted he would notice me, but I didn't want to see him. I called up one of my relatives. She never met or saw George, but I had to talk to someone to keep my heart from bursting out of my chest. I told her all about him in the small gap of time. As I hung up the phone I thought about just trying to talk to him. This would probably be the last time I'd ever see him. I exhaled a deep breath and glanced around to see him. He was no longer there. I let out a sigh as I thought of how I'd. I never told her what he did, but she always had a feeling we didn't get along. Eventually I told her that I hated him and that I never saw him as my father without giving her the reason why."The police could only guess what happened, they didn't know exactly. They asked your neighbors if they knew anything and after they learned nothing there, they came to me after the school told them we were friends." What did they want to know?" my mother asked. It was barely noticeable, but I heard a.