Steamy Threesome Spices Up Movie Night

She laid there still and then a little while later, she parted her legs a little, taking another quick glance David’s way, nearly catching him again. Prancing around my house in my panties, trying to get my father to notice me, which, in his defense, he did, always reminding me to go back to my room and put something on. She was lying on her back, her head cocked toward the television. “Let me see,” I repeated. “What about dad? It’s a definite creeping.”
“I don’t think your dad’s a creep, honey.”
“It’s just a term, mom. Emily lying there, her nightgown teasing both David and I, David, occasionally glancing down at the backs of her stern thighs. Nothing ever happened between my father and I, but a few times, I let myself fantasize about what I would do if he ever tried anything with me. My daughter hasn’t quite figured it out yet. I stood there and watched for nearly a minute.