Somehow that scared me.I loaded dad's suitcases into the car while Mr. Post held the door for him. Dad smiled, smoothed his skirt again and slid ever ...so gracefully into the seat. There was nothing of my dad left, just a pretty lady who made me feel funny when I looked at her.When we got to the Post's I carried dad's luggage in and showed him where we would be staying."This is better than our apartment." He said as plopped down on the couch and took of his heels. It made me feel better to watch. But it felt so right. But if you freak out, well..." "I won’t.Mark said, I've wanted this too. I even tried to do something about it a couple of times.” "Oh really?" She giggled. "When?" "The first time was after aunty Sandra’s wedding. Remember we slept next to each other on the fold-down?" "Mm Hmm." "I didn't get much sleep. You were in your bra and knickers and I was in boxers. My dick kept getting hard, and I tried to..." "Go on baby. I'm interested." She was teasing the hairs on his chest. As they washed the dishes together, Sam remained at the table, with that small smirk of his that she loved so. He’d known what she was doing, the old rat! Rose asked, in ever-tightening circles, the questions that would tell her what she wanted to know. The line of her questions had the logic of a butterfly’s flight path, but each one fell imperceptibly closer to the mark: Yes Ma’am, he was traveling alone. No Ma’am, there was no girlfriend at the moment. Yes, he used to have someone special,. I’d be glad to spend time with you and Mike but I couldn’t tomorrow night. How about Wednesday evening? I don’t have to work and I have only one early class. I could come out earlier and we could have dinner. Maybe get to know each other a bit?”“That’s sounds great. I’ll cancel tomorrow night and we can surprise Mike on Wednesday. How does that sound?”Rebecca liked that idea because she was really looking forward to getting at Mike’s fine cock again. “Sounds great, six okay?”“That works for us,.