It sounds painful.”“Oh, honey, it's anything but if you have the right man and he gets you ready.”“Ooh, that sounds wonderful.”My dick was s...o hard. I cleared my throat. “I, um, I'm going to change. Get out of my work clothes.”“Don't be long,” my wife said. I understood her meaning. Don't masturbate. “Dinner's almost ready.”“Okay, honey.” It was most unfair. She must have masturbated several times today.When I came down stairs, my daughter asked me for help on her math homework. I sat beside. I spread her open even more and I caught the bottom of her clit in my mouth and pushed the hood all the way up with my top lip until my whole mouth was clamped down on it and I slid my tongue in circles and pushed, she seemed to sit almost straight up staring at me, in one motion I grabbed both sides of her hips and pulled her over on top of me, sitting her on my face, I could look up and see the expressions on her face as she rode my mouth with guidance from my hands and arms moving her back. It's not that you haven't seen me naked before" she winked at me. I swallowed hard.Yes, I had indeed seen her naked. We used to bathe each other when we were small. But even after that, like the peeping tom that I am, I snooped on to her changing, several times. And a desire I could not fathom throbbed between my legs."Now, come on" she cooed, and unzipped my dress from the behind. She pulled it down as I stood stiffly, still unable to process what was going on. I stood in front of her, naked. . that phone call?" Yeah," she said. "That phone call." Who was it?" John said, getting to his feet, and grabbing a bathrobe."I don't know," Heather said. "A man, I think. Maybe a younger man, but he was trying to disguise his voice." Mike?" Maybe," Heather said. "Maybe not. It had to come from Mike, somehow or other." You know," John said thoughtfully. "His buddy, Mark Gravengood, knows a lot about computers. Maybe he knows somebody that knows something about hacking them." Mark Gravengood?".