“She was here, she had a cup of coffee and said she was going for a quick run,” said Jay.*[Jay’s Narration]Melly and I went down to breakfast to... find Heather having coffee and talking to Mrs. Graves and Angela. Angela had been a lifelong friend of my mothers and runs a catering business that my dad owned half interest in. She has a catering shop in town but also cooks for my family on special occasions. When my dad had the house build, Angela designed our kitchen. The kitchen would have even. Because of the shape of the building, our room was on the inside of a sort of an elbow, with the room that the noise was coming from on the other side of the elbow. I crept out of bed and padded over to our sliding door, peeking out. As my eyes were adapted to the low light levels of our room it was very easy for me to see the couple on the bed across the way, as they were illuminated by a handful of candles as well as the light of a TV. I couldn’t see what was playing from where I stood, but. After all this time, my dad was here and he was coming to see me. I wanted to answer the phone myself but I knew mom would have a fit if I did. She made me promise to wait and do it dad's way. She told me that if I didn't do it that way, that dad might just stay away. I thought she was crazy, but she did know him better than I did. So, I heard the phone ring and I just knew. I fell asleep thinking about what was going to happen tomorrow.The next day was one of the longest in my life! I told. The soapy water was making her nipples stand out firm. I poured water over her shoulders. It ran down her breasts and tummy, washing the soap away.Sonal said, “Let me return the favor, Jaan.” Then she took the loofa from my hands and started scrubbing my arms and chest. She slowly moved her hands to my tummy, smearing it with soap as she expertly scrubbed it. “Stand up for me,” said Sonal.I did, and she could see my semi-hard cock poking out directly at her face. She started rubbing slowly.