We lie next to each other, panting, sharing a sort of smug satisfaction that a quickie was so mutually enjoyable. Kyle props himself up on his elbow a...d looks down at me, brushing the hair out of my eyes and planting a lingering kiss on my lips. “Was that enough to get you through dinner, or do I need to take you a second time?” I smile. “As tempting as a second time sounds, I think I need to share you with your family for a little while. We’ll go for a second time, and a third, and possibly. "Are you gonna wash me like when I was a k** Daddy?" She says with a cute little grin."Yes baby, I want you to be nice and clean for your teacher." I roll up my shirt sleeves to get to work. "Now, hand me that body wash so we can get started." She hands me the bottle and I squeeze some onto a bath pouf. I soap up her arms and shoulders, breasts and stomach before asking her to stand to get the rest. She gets up and stands obediently with her arms out to the sides and I scrub her back and down. You imagine what all the places those roads lead to could be like. Dashing knights, throngs of people in a large city, and also exotic creatures like elves, dwarves, and slerkin. You sigh, "I'll never get a chance to see any of those places, if my father has his way." You are 18 years old, and as you wipe away your brunette hair and pick up another bucket of water to carry back to the house, you think of ways to convince your father to let you out of the house more often. You've snuck out at. I had set things up to be hero-worshiped, for the entire world to see me as something more than them, but to hear my wife say it was intoxicating I glanced down at my phone, at the power it held.So many edits left... We used to be good Christians, but then we learned about all of this truth. How the Most High operated. Things changed. And now ... Now we were flirting with crossing the line into blasphemy. It was a heady rush. I stroked my wife’s face. I stared into her eyes and—Light exploded.