Mike had been single for a long time, as his child’s mom was off battling addiction, and the dating was not going well. Nobody had ever understood a...thirty-two-year-old man with a fetish for feet and for tickling. As a matter of fact, it sent most women running for the hills the moment he divulged this information about himself. Now, aside from his dating troubles and his long work days, he also had to deal with a teacher that was trying her hardest to make his son's school life a living. So you want some money. What else is new?" I'll - I'll pay it back," I blundered."How?"I searched for a reply. Dad, noticing my confusion, held up a hand. "Let's discuss this later, okay? Now why don't you go change into an itsy-bitsy bikini and join your father for a couple of games of poolball?"As I approached the patio door, he shouted, "Don't wear those damp things in there. Your mother just bought a new carpet, and she could get angry if you spill water on it."Aha! So that was it. I had. Without any overt hesitation, Bethany strolled naked over to the chair Philip had indicated and sat down. Philip walked over immediately and reached down to pull his daughter-in-law's ass forward in the chair until her naked pussy was right there at the edge where he could reach it easily. Bethany figured Philip would move in between her legs, mount her and fuck her again in a hard, lusty coupling like he normally seemed to enjoy. But instead, Philip got down on his knees there in front of. I've already had that special talk with you about the birds and the bees, now it's time you see what sex is all about."Even at thirteen I was big for my age and Dad didn't seem to have any trouble getting two tickets. It was dark inside the theater except for the light coming from the huge movie screen up front. Being early in the day there weren't many people, all men. As it happened the movie was just starting and had I not been sitting down I would have certainly broken my foot as my mouth.