I tried to push him off me, but was met with great resistance. Still kissing me Alex grabbed my right wrist and moved it above my head to a waiting ha...d cuff. My eyes flew open remembering I had set up the bedroom for a playful night. I tried to squirm out of his grasp. He was too strong and soon had my other wrist cuffed above my head. I was now at his mercy and wetter than ever. He kissed, sucked, nibbled, tickled and teased every inch of my body; but stayed away from my pussy. I was begging. " I didn't quite understand the underlying tone in his voice. It was almost like Dad was jealous.After dinner on Wednesday night they did what they always did on Wednesday night—sent us to our rooms. The boys didn't like it, and neither did I. When the noises began, I slipped out to see if Robert had left. There was no sign of Robert downstairs. But, his car was still parked in front. I went down the side hall to see if Robert was sleeping in the guest room. His stuff was there, but he. Bob loved it when Rita dressed sexy for him, and underneath she wouldn't have on a bra or panties to get in their way. Bob closed his daughter's dorm room door, locking it behind him and then he let Rita walk straight into his arms, hugging her father close against her chest."Hi, Daddy, I've missed you so much," Rita said as she raised her face, meeting her father's lips as they leaned down to kiss her softly. Their kiss was not that of a father and daughter -- as least not most fathers and. Completing the cycle, or the end of one chapter, with the possibility of quickly beginning another. Making love was going to be totally different from now on. I was open to possibilities heretofore unimagined. Possibilities that only intrigued, no longer seen as something to be distained. Making love was going to be an exploration of the mind. After all, what is my largest sex organ. According to my husband, my brain, if I let it be. And I am ready. Will he be? This was the last question I.