"Come on daddy, let me," she giggled and her hand moved to take my cock."I don't think this is right," I mumbled but her hand was stroking me now and ... lost the power of rational thought."You've got a nice big one daddy," she said."Thanks," I mumbled.I just love doing this," she mused as she stroked me.I wasn't going to last too long and pretty soon I was spurting high into the air."Oh my," cried Jan, "look at the spunk fly. Thanks daddy, I'll go and finish dressing now." What was that all. His hand moved across the leather sofa to my leg before coming to a rest. I chose to ignore it as he started to stroke his hand up and down my thigh. His head came closer to mine and for the first time, I shared a kiss with my own stepbrother. He forced his tongue inside my mouth and begun to swirl it around my tongue. We both closed our eyes as we made out passionately on the sofa. His hand started to crawl underneath my shorts and to my pussy. I felt his fingers brush over the short stubble. I am a little chubby and I have a bigger ass then I care to admit. I wondered if that meant anything to him personally, but he never indicated that it did.I thought about his offer all the time. I was afraid to take him up on it because I really didn’t think he meant what he said. I wanted to call him. I wanted to go to a movie with him. I wanted have lunch with him even though I only got 30 minutes for a lunch. I felt like calling him, saying hi and seeing what he was doing.I didn’t and. I just needed to accept that fact. On the upside, if I hadn’t lived that lie ... we wouldn’t have these two pride and joys, would we? I don’t regret them at all, just how I handled it all,” Dad confessed at last, “Kieran Murphy, this is my ex-wife, Jessica Vandekamp, though she usually answers to Jess. Jess, this is Kieran Murphy, former seminary student turned pro tennis player.”“Um ... not anymore. That’s the past. That was old me. Call me ... Jessie. Sound good? A new name for the new me..