“I used to think you were the deviant because you were gay,” My Grandfather said to his son. “However, your sister has cuckolded her husband and... is parading him around the neighborhood in panties!” Jay was shocked and assumed Cam and Mitch would be too.“Oh, I am so glad they finally came out of the closet,” Cam said.“Yeah, it was fairly obvious!” Mitch agreed.“I’ll never understand this younger generation,” My grandfather shook his head in disbelief. Cam and Mitch were judging my father’s. Pink and blue and red and crimson and white and black, thongs and tangas, boyshorts, lace and satin, a veritable panty store. Oh god, I thought as I ran my fingers through them.Each time I pulled one up my trembling legs and against my sex I knew daddy had touched the cloth, knew his penis had sought relief in their silken folds. On three of them were large stains of his dried and crusted seed. I actually rubbed the cum filled panties again and again up and down my moist crack.I licked the. I feared they might be about to pop out. I'm sure George would love that. I was his sex slave, and his secretary, and I loved my stern Master with all my heart.I would do anything to please him.Before I became his sex slave, when I was only his secretary, I spent a considerable effort trying to seduce him away from his then girlfriend, and now fiancee, Shannon. George, however, was too besotted with the fiery redhead to even realize that my friendly banter was offering so much more. Then I was. He had even correctly guessed her sizes. And the thoughts of a tryst with the handsome graduate student left her breathless.Perhaps her mind was made up when her reverie was broken by Donalds's question."Who's Kyle?" What?" Who's Kyle? I saw you mouthing the name Kyle."Knowing she had been caught daydreaming, Laura thought fast."No, Honey, not Kyle, TILE. I wanted to talk with you about using tile in the bathroom when we remodel." Didn't know we had discussed remodeling."She smiled, covering.