I don't remember the details of what she wore or how she prepared for the date. Maybe I was still at work and didn't observe that. But I do remember h...ow the evening went in other ways. I was home alone with our baby and put the baby down for bed at 8:00 p.m. She had planned to be home by 10:00. At ten o'clock on the dot she called to tell me she would be late. She did not get home till after midnight. I was pissed off, worried, confused and at some level also aroused. That only confused me. “How about we go to our usual spot?”We had found our usual spot when we got lost on a road trip once. It was a car park at the end of a narrow mile long road that allowed people to park up and walk into a nearby forest. The thing was that the car park was never used. Well at least not while we were there. This made the spot perfect for having sex in my car. And we had done this a lot. “Ok fine but hurry up” She demanded. And I was happy to oblige. Luckily the spot was only 15 minutes away from. Let’s get you dressed, Daddy.On the bed was everything that I had chosen for my husband. As I ran the blow dryer, I smiled as my husband picked up the tie, dangling it over his hand. “Where did you get this?”“I bought it for you a few days ago,” I said. It was red and blue. “You know, politicians always wear ties like that. Patriotic.”I worked the blow dryer as Sam dressed my husband in the suit I’d laid out. She was bubbling with delight, darting around him, a daddy’s girl in her element. She. Especially when a mouth covered my cock and took me all the way down to the root. That could only be Melody. Apparently, my fingers weren’t the only ones that were finding hot wet spots as the volume of moaning was steadily increasing around me. Part of it was mine.I heard one girl go off pretty quickly and thought it was Whitney. It was definitely Lissa’s pussy that settled over my mouth and rode me to a fast climax. Someone was working on Melody as she was sucking me. I could feel her moans.