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Lo’s trysts with Robert continued on a fairly regular basis. He’d text. She’d encourage him to come. He would. But as his drop-ins became more frequent, the novelty of it began to wear off for Lo, and perhaps for Robert as well. And so they would engage in different, ever more elaborate conceits to involve me in their affair. I shall mention just a few of them here.
Though I sat merely yards away from where they were going at it in the bedroom, one time Lo called me on her phone from there to the living room. I could practically hear her talking, even without the use of the phone, yet she spoke to me as if I was far off in another town.
“Daddy, do you want to know what Robert is doing to me now?”
“What’s he doing, Lo?” I asked, nonchalantly.
“He’s behind me, fucking me doggy-style. His cock is so long, it’s hitting my spot perfectly,” she said, following it up with a long moan that I could hear perfectly in the living room.
Another time, as they were going at it in the bedroom, Lo took a selfie. She was doggie-style, he behind her. She made a big ‘O’ with her mouth as if she were in ecstasy. She texted the photo to me.
A different night, after I showed Robert into the bedroom and I was about to turn to leave, Lo stopped me. She was naked under the sheets. Robert was fully…