She went directly to the blinds and drew them shut. Her face looked contorted like she was about to cry and she was breathing heavy. When all the bl...inds were drawn she stopped directly between the three of us and the TV. “I mean lookit me…” she paused, then started undoing her top. “Lookit what I’m doing…” She continued to get undressed. “Bayy…” was all Dad got out before she raised her hand and silenced him temporarily. “No LOOK Den! Lookit what I’m doing! I’m taking my fucking clothes. " Then he gives us a smirk and closes the distance, I can feel the heat of his hand on my back as he rubs my shoulder. I have to shiver when I get those wonderful tingles."We could do that too." I like the way this man thinks.We head back to our cottage. Maybe we are a little more cuddly than really necessary but I have not seen these two in weeks and they have missed me just a much. So we get a lot of raised eyebrows and hacking, and some out right laughs, but no one seems to care much other. I did my best to give off an air of nonchalance instead of the rising panic I really felt. ‘It just seems like you talk about him less and less, and I haven’t heard a word about your wedding for months.’ ‘Well you know, he’s been busy.’ ‘But still, it seems like the two of you have been engaged for forever and you haven’t even set a date yet.’ If this conversation had come a week earlier, I would have gone on the defensive. I would have reminded her of our schedules, what a busy time of year. .. Are you serious?" Olivia stammered, taken aback " yes I am, you have 10 seconds to decide" Mr X said. Mouth hanging open in shock, she got to her knees and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her black lace bra. She hesitated with the front latch, "Hurry up Ms Carr" mr X said, and she released her breasts, bulge forming in his pants. She grasped her breasts, and Mr X pulled out his throbbing, 6" cock. Olivia shuffled over, and wrapped her breasts around his cock, but before she began to stroke.