Now, Ryan is six-one and a half. He's fairly muscular but really doesn't workout and really never played sports. But, he's like our dad, he's nice wit...h his shirt off. His hair is light brown (yes, my natural color, if you must know) and he has a winning smile.Okay, I really couldn't say what he looked like with his pants off. At least not since he was seven or eight. If you want to know about that, well, his little dinky was really cute. I even saw it a few times when it really stuck out. Extra. . your father's wife?"It took me all of ten seconds to gather the full import of his words. To say that the last question shook me up would be an understatement - I felt numb below my neck. And yet, there was the start of a strange stirring somewhere in my body. It wasn't too much. Not yet, anyway."What the hell do you mean?" My voice rose."Exactly what I mean. Would you be willing to go so far as to have an affair with your own father to have your mother back? Is she worth it?" Then his voice. " Vicky added.We got to the track an hour before the first race. Big surprise my three girls turned more heads than a monkey driving an open topped double-decker bus.I picked a spot in the bleachers as far away as possible from the spot where I had been in my previous life and we all took a seat.All of a sudden Jen said, "Sam, look at me."I turned toward her and she placed both of her hands on my cheeks then twisted my face this way and that while scrutinizing me very closely. "You know," she. I conjured up in my mind all the various pornos I've seen with shower scenes and inserted the girls I'd met today.I imagined Cassie slowly soaping up Tori and Katie just standing in front of them teasing both girls while tugging on her erect nipples. I thought about how I wished Tina, a girl I met earlier would come up behind Katie and run both hands around her breast while dragging her exposed clit along Katies strong asscheeks. Or how much Tori would be turned on and reach down and begin to.