I returned his tongue with reckless abandon, receiving his tongue like I wished to receive his cock. My senses reeled. I was shocked by my own eager r...sponse to my father's kiss.He broke the kiss and looked at me with lust-filled eyes and a flushed face. The crowd applauded their approval and I blushed with arousal.The wait-staff invaded the room bringing in the first course of our holiday feast, butter lettuce salad with walnuts and g****s emulsified in oil vinaigrette. The CEO gave a toast. For a second I thought she was going to tell me she found Dave with another woman. Instantly I knew what she had found — some pornography. Dave must have stashed some stuff somewhere and she found it. ‘What exactly did you find?’ ‘I found a pile of disgusting magazines in the garage, in his tool cabinet. He hates me, he must hate touching me if he has to read that filth.’ I didn’t know how to respond right away. ‘And that’s not all. There was one of my towels, and it had these yellowish-white. The thought occurred to me that I may have to help her to a taxi or at the very least I would get to drive her home.After about two hours at the restaurant Patty asked if I would like to open a bottle at her place, I informed her if I had anymore to drink I would not be able to drive home. A smirking smile lit up her face as she rose from her chair.Arriving at her place I noticed lots of pictures on her walls depicting large women and small men. Now I should mention I am not exactly a thin man. "Touch yourself. Slide your finger in your wetness and let me taste your finger"Oh my. That was something she didn't think about. But she knew better than to disobey him. She slowly tucked her hand in her jeans, opened her legs wider, and then slid her finger up and down her slit. She couldn't stop, it was he who stopped her."Stop it. I said I want to taste you. Give me your finger. I want to suck it."She did move her finger to his mouth, first touching his soft lips, then putting it into his.