As my wife walked upstairs, I walked behind her watching her shapely legs in sheer tan tights as they moved, covered at the top by a knee length skirt... Deborah walked behind me and reached out to rub my legs, as if to confirm what she was seeing and said “I really can’t believe you have tights on, you can hardly notice them.”As we entered the bedroom, Deborah sat on the chair in the corner and said “I just want to watch, imagine I am not here”.I looked at my wife and she was taking off her top. The guy of whom I know very little about left the town where my paternal grandfather was posted in the army before my mother could get a chance to tell him. She being so young and naïve never knew she was pregnant until the bump started showing and by then she had lost complete touch with that mysterious boy. My maternal grandparents brought my mother and myself up until recently when they died and left my mother to run the family restaurant business. We are wealthy to a point that I won’t have. " I replied.We left the toilets and after unlocking my bike and putting it in the back of the van, I got in the back myself. I gave them directions to my place and ten minutes later was outside the apartment block. On the way there we chatted and arranged that I would get out first and go put my bike away and get dressed for them. I told them to wait for ten minutes and then ring my apartment number and I would let them in. I rushed up to my apartment, unlocked the door, put the bike in the. And he doesn't know it (I don't think), but I've been in love him since I was around 15, maybe younger. He's a super upstanding guy and I'm pretty convinced that he would never do anything with his daughter. I've teased and flirted in every way I know how. But I don't think he has ever taken me seriously.I've gotten into going in chat rooms, searching on "Daddy", then having sex chat with the best daddy type I can find. And truth be told, I've also hooked up with 3 different men who were about.