By this time, the wine coolers had relaxed both of us a little.I helped Melinda clear the table and offered to help her wash the dishes. I washed dis...es while Melinda dried them and put them away. I was enjoying myself but kept looking at Melinda's hot body, and secretly hoping that tonight would be the night that Melinda's teasing would turn into some real sexual action. I just didn't know how, or have the courage to head that direction.We were almost finished washing dishes, and Melinda. The door opened and the girl saw her pillar, her dear father."Daddy?!" she said with relief, throwing her arms around his neck. "Hi daddy, what are you doing here?" Sweetie, I just came to see my baby girl become a cheerleader, of course!" he laughed and was shining with pride and happiness for his daughter. "Mr. Avdushev has called and asked us out to dinner tonight. C'mon honey, get ready and don't keep your coach waiting!"How poor Sveta wanted to tell her father what kind of a man her coach. We don't talk; he wants to investigate. His hands disappear eagerly under my skirt and knead my buttocks. He licks my stomach and bites softly now and then. I go with it; I sit on him and kiss him. His hands drop to my thighs. My head is turned off and my body wins. How I want this, I want him. I take off my shirt and bra; his eyes glare at my breasts. As his hands continue to explore, I push my breasts into his face. He takes hold of my nipple and bites it gently. Then he stops, takes my hand,. I kind of thought, she is a trained hostess. You could hire her to take Barbie’s place on the plane. What do you think?”Barbie looked at Mattie, “I didn’t even know my mother was going to be without a job. When did this happen?”Mattie replied, “I didn’t even know our mothers were still friends until last night. Your mother and mine were talking a couple days ago and Barbie’s mother was distraught about losing the only job she has ever had and loves it. She wasn’t looking forward to entering the.