I was overjoyed. I hadn’t really dated for a long time, and I was looking forward to having a decent chance to get to know him better, just the two ...f us. I can remember the tension between us as we sat at a small, secluded table in a coffee shop and sipped our drinks. It was the good kind of tension though, not the bad. We discussed everything between earth and sky and didn’t notice time going by. Oh dear, how it felt staring him in the eye and stealing little looks to his lips and hands as he. John seen that every stripper there was either nude on stage, or just in a g string walking around the floor. He said it wasn't fair that I was able to be the only fuck hole slut in the place with clothes on. He told the bouncer to just sit back and let whatever happens, happen and that I want it and deserve it. The bouncer says ok but only if he gets a run at me too. John said he can have me at any time he wants me. John unzips my dress and lets it drop to the floor. Daddy then walks me around. Yes, I can be a bastard." Then I'll admit that I can be a slut." Me a bastard and you a slut, I think we're made for each other."Emma and Steve kissed, licked, and touched each other, and fucked again, and still naked curled up against each other and slept. They were woken by their mother."Oh. I forgot." Emma said quietly.Climbing out of bed Emma stood naked in-front of her mother."What's Steve doing in your bed?" He was cold and came in to keep warm."Their mother saw the used condom on the. Brett put his coffee down and came and stood very close behind me. Close enough that he could put his hands around my waist and pull me back against him. I nearly had a heart-attack as it was still so unexpected and I put my hands over his and just said 'Brett - stop that, I'm a pregnant, married woman! And I'll scream.' 'I don't think you will you know, ' he said in my ear as he pulled me back to him, then 'To do something like that, as big as that job is, I think you might have to make it.