This was even more interesting now."So I wear this robe because I know you like it," she gestured at her body, "and because I think you like seeing mo...re of me than if I were wearing something more modest, yes?"I nodded, letting my eyes glance at her cleavage again. "No argument there, Anna. You are one very sexy woman, and that robe really shows you off well!" I grinned, "I hope you don't mind my sneaking a look at your breasts every now and then; it's always a treat to me."She grinned. She sat still and caught her breath then she started again. Andrea fucked Tim for just over thirty minutes in that position in which time I counted she had nine orgasms. I thought to myself she never cums with me like that. I can't believe she has been fucking him all this time. And I thought I had persuaded her to become a hot wife. I watched the other tapes in the box and each one was of Andrea fucking. One was made beside our pool and they even fucked on the diving board. Thinking back I. I’d picked a white blouse and a nice black A-line skirt that stopped at mid-thigh. Normally I put everything but the top and skirt/slacks on before finishing my makup.That night, as I was finishing my makeup, there was a knock at the door. I peeked then asked who it was the answer was “Mimi” the mother of the guy who lived in the next apartment. He worked all the time and was straight as hell. I opened the door and said ‘Hi’…She looked me up and down, blinked a few times and said “Bob…er…?” I. We were living our life happily. I knew all the situation of dad facing this time as he had taken a loan and paying interest. He was also thinking about me as he also wanted me to get married in coming years. A lot of marriage proposals came across but dad did not give consent because of financial situations. As a responsible daughter, I did not desire anything from my dad.One day I was in the terrace and planting the saplings. He came to me and started a conversation.Dad: you must be having.