I made it a habit to check in with the parents to make sure that their families were having fun and enjoying the season. One Saturday night after our ...first victory I had a few beers and sent Ann a text saying what a great a game her son had, she responded saying yes it was awesome, yet she didn't have anyone to celebrate with since her son was his dad, I responded that sucks, and pressed my luck be saying she looked great in her sons practice jersey and short shorts, she immediately sent a pic. The more explicit he became my need to be a sissy slut and satisfy the taboo and forbidden urges fueled my lustful desire to be used . He was ready and so was Kathy . Looking in the mirror I was surprised how much I looked like a younger Jill . I was wearing her black and red lace bra an panties , the garter belt and stockings . My cock was tingling as I put on heels and one of moms silky long robes and crossed over to Kens house . When Ken saw me he just stood there and stared at Kathy , the. ." I gasped as Timothy pulled off the panties and threw them on the floor. Tanner bent down and picked them up and put them in his coat pocket and I had to fight not to laugh. I didn't want anyone else to notice what we were doing. Timothy slid his finger gently down onto my pussy, and I bit my lip to keep from gasping. His touch was so hot! He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Grace, you're wet? You're already wet for me?" I nodded at his delicious dirty talk. "Yes, I am . . . Touch me. I have had my share of groundings and other punishments. This story is about one of those days that I felt like being a rebel and my naughty side took over from the angel inside me.It happened a lot that people came to our home to talk to my dad about certain things related to his job. Most of these people were people who worked in the same sector as my dad. Other judges, lawyers, policemen, you never knew who might be sitting in my father's office with him when I came home from school or work..