She was wearing a white bikini, and had pulled the back up into the cheeks of her ass to eliminate as much tan line as possible. The straps of the bik...ini top were untied, as she was facing down, and appeared to be asleep. She stirred as I approached her from the front, lifting up slightly, exposing the tops and sides of her large, round breasts. "Oh, Bobby," she said, "I didn't know that you were home already." Appearing a little embarrassed, she tied her top securely, although as she was bent. As I was about to proceed further, I heard a doorbell and guessed it was the maid. So I separated from my FIL, wore my clothes and continued with my daily chores. He didn’t disturb me throughout the day. At night, after dinner, I was expecting my husband to come home but he didn’t.My FIL then asked me, “What happened next that lead you to fuck your father?” I continued.So as I said earlier, everything was going fine. The income from my father and mother helped us to sustain better. One day, my. I came in smiling, not nervous like they probably thought I'd be."Did you have a good discussion with your father?" Joyce was watching me when she asked the question."Very good. Mama and I are going to finance the expansion ourselves. Later, if he decides he wants to, Dad will find another method of raising the capital, to get our money back out of the deal." I could see she was relieved, just like I was."We need to talk some more about what happened last night with Cindy. We've been talking. .. don't... know... I..." Kristy, are you feeling all right?"The strange sensation swept over her more powerfully now. Her eyes were open but they were glazed as her mind was rapidly surrendering to this... what?Try as she might, Kristy seemed unable to focus either her eyes or attention on anything other than the feeling that she was no longer in control, that she was being guided, forced to submit -- but to what?The words came slowly and without feeling as if her thoughts were totally.