Chapter 71 - Donna's Help

While I may have been clueless regarding the way she was using her feminine wiles on me, I could clearly see what she was doing to Dad that evening. Filling him full of alcohol and teasing him mercilessly when I wasn't looking (or so they thought) and by eight o'clock Dad was announcing he had to get up early in the morning, and asked Donna to go upstairs with him to ensure he had packed everything he needed. They must have fucked for an hour. Even though I couldn't hear them when they were making "normal" lovemaking sounds, when they got loud I could hear. After an hour of fuck-me-baby's and oh-god's the old man was finally played out and snoring away. Donna came back downstairs wearing bed clothes suitable for a grandmother. The unsexiest thing she owned, I'm sure. Well, disappointed as I was I suppose it was the smart thing to do, just in case Dad woke up.