‘I’ll fall on my ass!’ ‘And a gorgeous ass it is, too,’ she said shoving them at me. After I dressed, Zoë brushed my hair and helped me put...it up and encouraged me to use some color on my face, although I still kept it tasteful to which she did not object. In the end, I looked sexy but not sluttish and she seemed quite satisfied. ‘Have fun,’ she told me with a devilish grin. ‘We’ll see you tomorrow some time,’ suggesting that she fully expected that I would stay out all night and maybe even go. So she WAS, after all, doomed to be pressed closely against steamy hot flesh! And, by Golly, was it ever steamy and hot!! All the pent up frustration of a life of self denial was to be felt in that body now pressing nakedly and lustfully against hers.Andrew had spoken truly when he paid that compliment to the charms of his assistant's body. She did indeed have the finest arms and shapeliest firm and well-muscled shoulders. Despite her being on the wrong side of forty, she was trim and well. At least thats what i thought. I walked over to my full body vanity mirror and started to strip out of my small shirt nd skirt. I admired myself in my red laced bra and matching thong i had just bought the week before and then danced over to my drawer i grabbed a pair of black booty shorts and a shear see though tank top. When i turned around i saw my dad in the doorway staring at my rack and stroking his 9inch cock. He stopped came into my room and shut the door, walked over to me and pushed. If he had been, he would have realized he was getting himself in more and more trouble the longer he was there, but he was so angry he wasn’t considering the consequences of what he was doing. He’d done this before and had always gotten away with it, why should this time be any different? Besides, he was a cop? Who’d believe her? ‘Jesus Christ!’ he said. ‘Come on, don’t give me this ‘I don’t wanna,’ shit! You want out of the ticket, I know you do. Don’t try and tell me you don’t. And you know.