"Hello Simone"
The voice shocked Roger. He swung around and audibly gasped at the sight in front of him. His father had come home and he must have been so distracted he hadn't heard.
"Wow, I knew you'd miss me but not that much" he growled as he came closer to his gorgeous wife. "You sound surprised to see me, but boy am I glad you've got ready for me"
"What on earth do I do" Roger thought to himself. He was completely bewildered. Here he was in that damn red teddy, looking so hot he would have begun to cry if he'd been in his old form, with this horny guy in front of him who was his Dad.
"Jack" he moaned. It was all he could do. His body was taking over again. Deep within him, the urge of having been without the centre of his life took over again. He felt an ache to be held by this man. The cut of his jaw, and those blue eyes (Roger repulsed at the thought, for the first time recognising the similarity to what he thought were his own deep blue eyes)... He found his eyes trailing down to the man's waistband.
Jack stepped forward and put one firm grasp around the sleight frame of his second wife. With the other arm he slowly caressed her now erect nipple, as it strained against the bright red of the teddy, bursting to get out.
Roger felt himself succumbing to the pleasures of his step-mom's body.