I showed up ten minutes early and got ready for my shift. The first hour went by fairly uneventfully, just a regular afternoon. That's when she showed...up.A younger girl, probably in her early twenties walked in. She had long black hair and a pale complexion. Her brown eyes were framed by black eyeliner, definitely an emo look. She was dressed in tight blue jeans and a low cut top showing off a little cleavage even though she looked like she had just a little more than a handful. She walked up. My little girl gave me a kiss, and pushed her tongue into my mouth, and took my throbbingcock into her hand and gently stroked it. I started to return the kiss I was getting hot as hell and squeezed her tits. At this point, my cock told me, I was not going to stop now. I led Carol to the my bedroom, but she pulled me to hers. "not in Moms bed, I want you in my bed, again and again". she giggled. My daughter unbuttoned my shirt and took it off and knelt in front of me and pulled down my. .so you were being naughtyshe said. My hand was still there as she was still smiling…..taking this asan invitation I caressed her shoulder and back…she moaned. She also camecloser and our bodies started rubbing each other erotically. Then shestopped. ‘No we should not go beyond this…both of us are married, it will becheating right’. I started convincing her and said ‘Look we won’t go the wholeway…..I will not penetrate you…promise….but still you will have a timeworth remembering. She made me. I knew just what she needed and gave it to her, the perfect lover.I used to relax with the knowledge of a job well done once she’d dropped me on the bed and lain there, basking in the afterglow. I was the good, the great, and the orgasmic.But not anymore.Now, I don’t know if I’m coming or going. Well I know she is coming, constantly. I’ve had to change the batteries three times this week already and it’s only Thursday. She hasn’t left the house in weeks, my only hope is she’ll run out of.