I looked across the table at Kelly, sitting at the far end, and she showed no signs of anything unusual, although I thought I caught an ironic glance ...from her at one point. Perhaps it was just my imagination, but I said nothing. I pondered the whole situation, but after a few minutes, Greta piped up and said, “You’re not saying much, Dad. Are you feeling okay?”I cleared my throat and said, “I’m okay, I, umm, just think I might have had one too many beers last night.” “Really?” Greta answered,. She put the rag down and began to rub in between her legs. I was stroking my hard cock slowly in unison with her hands sliding in between her legs. Her hand started moving faster. She arched her back and heaved her breasts. It looked like she was going to have an orgasm. My hand moved up and down on my hard cock while I imagined Ashley taking it in her mouth. I wanted her wet lips sucking on my hard cock, while we both moaned. Then her head went back and her hand had slowed down in between her. I leaned in to kiss her and rubbed my hands over her body and again we collapsed into each other’s arms. We laid there for what seemed like an eternity. She put her head on my shoulder and ran her fingers through my hairy chest, as I kissed the top of her head and brushed her head back with my hand. We laid there for an hour, talking, laughing and looking at each other. Her looking into my eyes more than me looking into hers. A mistake I won’t make the next time, but it was too intense for me. . One day a few years back I was stopping by to grab a few things we had left the night before. I came in the garage as I usually do when I'm getting things we left over at their house. This time my MIL was upstairs and didn't know I had arrived. She was moaning like she was about to explode from pleasure. I stood listening for a bit before I grabbed what I came for. That's when I noticed a package that was sent from someone that wasn't my FIL. The long note that was sitting out was a filthy.