Shit. So after a cold shower I get shaved, showered and dressed.Going into the kitchen I am confronted by my d4ughter and her friend sitting on the hi...h stools at the breakfast bar wearing matching tight tank tops and modest nickers. Both looking innocent except for four hard nipples being displayed. My wife is wearing a large t-shirt and I guess with nickers. Her nipples too are erect forming sexy points in her t-shirt. As I sit she takes my hand and whispers, “Thanks for a great. ."Sara nodded.Then it hit Andy. "Jim's screensaver!"Sara nodded again. "She was the model for the program."Andy began to shake his head and mumble no.Sara reached over to comfort him. Andy's face began to show a growing panic."It's okay, Andy. We're here for you."Not being able to speak only frustrated Andy more. Sara saw tears forming in Andy's eyes. The panic on Andy's face was turning into fear, pure fear. She called out for Dr. Sanchez, not wanting to leave Andy's side.Andy turned to Sara. I found myself kissing her back. Her hands traced down my spine and felt the curves of my ass. She slapped it quickly and smiled at me before pushing me passionately against the bathroom wall. I could hear people coming so I pushed her off. There were signs of my arousal. My scent was hanging in the air as I craved for her to touch me again. My nipples had grown hard and were clearly visible through the thin fabric of my dress. She grabbed my hand and pulled me through the nightclub and out. Jarrah had strong fingers and wherever she rubbed the tension and soreness seemed to ooze out of her. Jarrah talked the whole time she was working on her but for the life of her Lav couldn't have told what she said. After the first few minutes she felt like her body was turning to jelly. She did remember one thing just before gliding off into oblivion; it was Jarrah talking about Nilsen."You should get him to do this for you," Jarrah said. "For an idiot, he's actually very good at this. Plus.