I’m not seeing anything unusual. I’m not hearing anything unusual. I’m happy. Now I’m hearing the front door open. It’s Mike leaving the hou...se. Good.“Frank?” I’m hearing Nadine’s voice muffled from downstairs. “Fraaaank?” “I’m up here!” I’m yelling back. I’m hearing her steps running up the stairs. A knock on my bedroom door. “Yes, come in!” There she is! Her long dark hair is still wet from the pool. She smells like chlorine. She’s still wearing the white bikini. She's barefoot. I’m looking. Her mind played back the events of the night before, dim and convoluted as they were...After waking from the strange dream with her father early that morning, the sound of Richard and Sandra's breathing beside her made Emily shiver. Despite having their warm bodies beside her and all the covers on, she felt like she was lying outside on a field of fresh snow.I'm sorry. Please come back... Richard's words echoed in her head. What did he mean?Something was wrong.I was with Joel. She had told. In the instant before she covered herself up he saw that she had a small tuft of pubic hair and despite her age her breasts were barely sagging.“Zack! What? What are you doing here?” He just stood there gawking at her awesome form.Bridget is 36 years old and divorced. She only had one child before her husband left her and three month old Amanda. Bridget has dated since then but nothing serious mostly just sex, when she got lonely. Which is why she has kept herself in great shape. Bridget has. ” I said, and took my hand away from my throbbing cock to watch her. Still with oily hands she gently fondled my balls. “They’re bigger than Daddy’s but not as hairy, Daddy’s hairy everywhere.”She moved her hand up to my cock and inspected it, tilting her head from side to side. I made it twitch in her hand and she giggled and stroked me. I was leaking Precum and she saw a drop fall to my belly.She ran her hand over the purple head in a teasing way and looked at the hole at the end then rubbed.