This is a fantasy. Not a true story. Civil comments welcome. *I was only about fifteen minutes into my hour and twenty commute when the car died. I ha...d just entered the highway, and struggled for control of the vehicle, trying to get to the shoulder so as not to cause an accident. I managed to pull off out of the traffic without incident. I called work first, told them I wouldn't be in, and then tried my wife's phone, but Diane didn't answer; she never does. I swear I could turn off her service. They preferred me to be nude but they were okay with me to wear panties or tighty whities at home. It was a three bedroom house and there was no bedroom for me so I had to sleep on the couch. If I wanted to sleep in a bed it had to be in the same bed with one of them. Usually it was the last one of the men that fucked me in his bedroom. Mostly if I slept in a bed it was with my father in law. So my primary function as house boi was to clean house, do all the cooking and everybody’s laundry I. ......................................................................................................................Back on board I headed first to check on Mhari, the Medical Centre toldme she was back in her cabin so I got the number and headed over there.She was in bed when I got there her Dad still with her. The x-ray hadshown some bruising and minor damage to a knee ligament but nothing thatwould not heal after some rest. Her holiday though other than movingabout on a pair of crutches. “Jesse!” Marta squealed.They rushed to each other and hugged while Pia and I moved more slowly, and embraced and exchanged a quick kiss.“How was your trip?” I asked.“Not bad. I could use a sauna to relax!”“I think we can arrange that! Let’s get to the car. We’re parked right outside.”An hour later we were at the house, and I introduced everyone. We got Pia settled in a guest room, and then took Marta to the coach house to get her settled in Jesse’s room. Once that was done, we went back to the.