Always look on the bright side of life… All at once, Melissa really did want to laugh, a desire that only grew as, not content to merely sing, those... same singers then whistled the next four bars in keeping with the traditional Monty Python ‘Life of Brian’ ditty. Judging by the look in Matt’s eyes, he too was finding it difficult to keep a straight face. Aunt Ruth tutted. ‘Really!’ she exclaimed, not bothering to keep her voice down. ‘Whatever possessed that man–‘ she waved towards the dapper. Great, I told them that someone would be there to direct them. I was staring out the window when Sue plodded sleepily into the kitchen without a stitch of clothing. ‘Sue,’ I said sternly, ‘put some clothes on.’ ‘Oh! Don’t be silly, daddy,’ she replied and I couldn’t help staring as she leaned over to look into the open refrigerator. Her breasts were magnificent and swooped away from her body, dangling there as if begging to be held. Her flat stomach, the swell of her hips, her ass, the way her. As I sat down near her and poured myself a shot, Mary blushed brightly but she was smiling."No doubt she made you a V while you were there," she said, giggling."I'm not sure about that, but she did share three pieces of buttered bread from her loaf. It's strange though, I still feel hungry," I said, putting a hand between Mary's legs, under the table, and giving one a gentle squeeze."Mrs Clancy seems to be resting well after taking the Laudanum. I gave her some soup since she thought she could. However, it had proved to be a turn-on for both of us, although Sue said that any further hardcore sessions would have to be just myself and her taking part.Now, six months later, I was getting pressure for a further evening’s “entertainment” from my friends, who had saved up enough money to donate to Sue’s charity. They had done a good job of keeping the events quiet from their wives and had managed potentially difficult social situations when Sue was present, very well, just the occasional.