"I take it then, you have some sort of business with me?" Yes sir!" Wataru piped up enthusiastically. "You see, we called you last month and asked per...mission to film the shrine, for a documentary on the Shinto religion?" Katsuhito actually blinked."Ahh!" He said quickly. "Of course!" Then paused. "But only now that you mentioned it," He continued sheepishly after a noticeable interval. "I'm afraid it must have slipped my mind." He finished with a nervous laugh."How shocking." Petra added. Joy, still at the doorway, her pussy soaking her panties, wanted in the orgy. But she never even got to take a step into the bedroom. Just then a hand slid under her dress from behind. It pulled her wet panty crotch aside and then slipped a finger up into her cunt.Though very surprised, Joy knew it was a man fingering her. And she could tell that he still had his clothes on. Then, as the finger fucked her pussy and a thumb tickled her asshole, a deep voice whispered into her car."Your mother. After you left I was so relaxed. I fell asleep for a long time.” “You are welcome,” she responded. “And you are back today?” “Yes, your bath.” “Really?” “Yes.” I just looked down and said “Wow.” She stood up, offered her hand again and we both headed to the latrine. Essentially I thought I didn’t really care if the Army ever came back.It was the same as before but this time I got undressed in a hurry even before the bath was ready. I just stood there in the altogether wishing she would touch. Over the following week she hugged her dad at every opportunity and would sit leaning in his arms watching the TV before he went to work. She also started wearing shorter skirts and tighter tops often with out a bra on underneath. Then she had the chance to take it further, her mother and sisters were out at a school event that would take all day, she washed and put on her shortest skirt and tightest top, then she had the thought of leaving off her panties, her trap was now set and baited, all.