This heat between us is real, and it turns me on, and I don't feel like denying it anymore." At that last bit, she dropped her eyes noticeably to star... at my mouth. As if she was just barely keeping herself from kissing me full and hard on the lips. Dammit, she knew how to push my buttons.But what she didn't know was that my attraction to her went beyond platonic friendship, and beyond flirtatious sexual attraction. I had feelings for her, and this cheap come-on was pissing me off. I was. The desk clerk was asleep behind the counter when I stepped into the lobby.The dank little room assaulted my sensitive nose as soon as I opened the door. It reeked of too many years of whiskey, cum and shit. If you would cram your nose into the nasty ass crack of a three-day-old corpse of a cheap, drunken whore you could get a feel for what I was enduring.I dropped my gear on the counter and spoke in a loud voice at the same time. The effect startled the old clerk out of his drunken stupor and. I...I'll let...you fuck me!” Lia squeaked out breathlessly. A smile crossed the mans face. “If you don't cum...I won't kill you.” William said with a smile. Lia took a moment to steel herself. All she'd have to do is not cum and she'd survive. William slowly unzipped his pants to reveal his modest 7” cock. It was pretty thick, but nothing that would shock anyone. Lia's eyes lit up. Lia had always been extremely tight, preventing her from having intercourse in many cases. William lifted. “Don't have her lick your pussy all day.”“I won't, Mother,” she chirped.I sat down to work. I wrote emails, checked sales figures, looked at the company's depressing finances. I called a few clients, making sure they were happy. About a half-hour into it, my daughter sauntered in.She moved with that bored-and-trying-to-attract-my-mother's-attention sway. Her hands behind her back, shifting around in my line-of-sight while pretending to examine anything. My pen holder, my coffee mug, my diploma.