She sat up and straddled my cock, inserting it into her now very wet pussy. It went in so easily I didn't have time to catch my breath as she began to...hump my cock. I reached up and took a tit in each hand, massaging them and tweaking her nipples as I did."Oh God, Dad, I love you. Why mommy left you for that old twat, I will never know. You make love so divinely." So do you, my Fluffbag," I said, not wanting to mention her current boyfriend."I want to lay down missionary style, please Dad." She. Then I feltwith alarm something growing in his groin, pressing against my abdomen.Good god, he was getting a hard-on over me!"You need to relax," he said, his voice soothing.Oh, I did need to relax, I thought, but not the way he had in mind. Ihad been on the other side of this scene enough times to know where thiswas leading. No amount of soothing talk was going to get me on my backwith my legs spread wide.But my new body had other ideas. Those nipples flattened against hischest were trying to. When I picked up the sheer black stockings I noticed that they were control top hose, so the garter belt wasn't actually necessary. "Ha," I thought wryly, "as if any part of this outfit is 'necessary.' Well, maybe the shoes," I added to myself.Then I had an odd thought. The shoes were mine and they were a necessity. What Ken had provided was not. Like my life. I had all that was necessary. I could have had a professional build the deck, but it would have been just a deck. There would have been. Both mornings she awoke; fearing she’d called out his name in her sleep, but Adam gave no indications that her lusts had been vocalized. They had went about their usual morning routines before parting ways and heading off to work and met back at home each night. Now it was bed time, and thoughts of Shaun were creeping into her head once more. Thankfully, he had heeded her warning and the emails ceased, but it didn’t prevent her from thinking about tomorrow anyway. Slipping beneath the covers.