It is about her first proper experience of sex, which was with her father. Sadly it was only after he had passed away that she felt able to tell me, b...cause she was afraid of what my response might be. Up till that point I was under the impression that I was the first and only man to have fucked her.Although I was shocked at first, my cock betrayed me, and by the time Susie had finished I had unzipped my trousers to release my throbbing erection and was masturbating furiously. When Susie knelt. In fact, I had grown to enjoy itmost of the time.We were due at Sara's at 7pm. By 6.30 I had washed and dressed, put on mysmartest jeans and a striped shirt and was ready to go. Fran always cutit finer though, and it was five to seven before she came downstairs. Shelooked great, wearing a pair of skinny jeans with the smart black bootsthat I had bought her for her birthday. I noticed she was wearing alittle more make-up than she usually did, but I didn't question it.As we headed out the door I. Meg looked, as best I could tell, a bit uncertain and hesitant, but she took up our dinner conversation almost immediately, so I simply sank down in the hot water and let it ease the aches from the long flight. Meg suddenly sat up a bit straighter, knocked back the last of her brandy, and asked if she could have another. I started to reach for the bottle, but she stood up, and told me that she would pour it. She crossed over to my side of the tub to get the brandy, poured a very hefty shot,. Curious, I slunk carefully back to the bedroom to investigate. When I opened the door I saw her. She was wearing nothing but a pair of black striped knee high socks, a pair of black spandex booty shorts, and a white halter top. She was bent over and was blowdrying her hair. She was getting ready for something.I must of startled her because she jumped when she saw me come in. “OH HEY! I didn’t expect you home so early,” she half shouted.“I didn’t expect you to be awake,” I said with a curious.