Before my mouth found the softness of her triangle, my fingers found the entrance to her utopia. As usual, the feel of her sent sparks through my body... I paused to take a deep breath before I gently slid my fingers inside. I closed my eyes, and visualized being inside her, loving the feel of her wetness. She slid her hands to the back of my head, and rubbed my hair. My cheek rested on her bush while my fingers gently probed and felt her inside. She was moving her hips with the rhythm of my. Being fair about it I was assigned my three feet. We got more TV sets so the girls could watch what they wanted when they wanted. House rule number one – No TV with undone homework. Rule 2 – mealtime is family time. And so on all the way to rule 25 which says Mother is always right and trumps rules one through 24. I love it when a plan comes together.All through the honeymoon/vacation Sandy started calling me dad and Kim and Cindy called Judy mom. We were getting to feel just like a real. But she wasn't faking her happiness. She was always humming and singing as she cooked or clean.“Your father earns the money and provides for us,” she would say, “and he works hard to do it. So I work just as hard at home making our life pleasant. Your father appreciates what I do, and I appreciate what he does. We compliment each other.”Hearing her say it made it sound like the most romantic thing in the world.My head buzzed with images of me being Daddy's wife. Cooking and cleaning, waiting. He had her sit in the seat opposite, which hadn't been there the previous night, then smiled over his desk at her. "How did you sleep?" he asked, and she shrugged. "After Belle gets you some breakfast, I'll see about setting you up a computer in admin, so you can help with entering paperwork. Are you okay with that?" Yes sir," she replied shyly, fiddling with the hem of her blouse.He groaned. "Just call me Orion, please."She nodded, a little confused at his groan but not wanting to poke the.