He was not surprised that Diane was not home yet. His parents had taken the kids for the weekend and Diane would stay at the party until the last dog ...was hung, if for no other reason than to spite Dave. He had gone to bed knowing that Saturday was going to be a bitch even if Diane didn't talk to him. She had a way of turning the house into a huge deep freeze when she was pissed.When he'd awakened Diane was not in bed with him. He checked the kid's rooms, the spare bedroom and the living room. I then turned my head with tears in my eyes as I looked around. I could see men getting blow jobs, fucking one of the girls, or eating their pussies. Regardless of the actions, their eyes were all on the scene and watching what my dad was doing to me. I was confused and excited all at the same time. After my dad thrust his four fingers in and out of me a few times and knew he had my juices really flowing he pulled his fingers out, licked them one by one, and knelt down between my legs.Oh shit,. "I took a hard look at what I wanted to do when I decided on my specialty. I don't know if you're aware of this or not, but obstetrics is one of the few medical specialties that just helps the patient without destroying some part of him. Nine times out of ten, a good midwife could do the same things I do, for a lot less. But that other ten percent are the ones I get the big bucks for. And the other 90% are willing to pay me for the peace of mind knowing I'm there if they need more than that. “Hi” I muttered – “What do you want to drink?”. “Oh, you know the same as last night” said Jim with a grin. As I went to the kitchen to prepare their coffees, I noticed that the couple were still at their table and looked interested in the exchange. Strange but I tried to ignore everything and concentrate on making three coffees despite the fluttering in my stomach and the damp panties. Well I thought at least with that couple there they won’t try anything like last night – feeling relieved but.