That was an interesting question. ‘It was almost me. It could’ve been me. I’m not a quitter. Marriage to someone like Ted might work for a while... but I don’t love him, or at least not in the right way. I’d try to make it work, but I don’t think it would last.’ I yawned and set the glass down. ‘Look, sorry to be a party pooper but I’m wiped out. Let’s get some sleep and we can start again in the morning, okay?’ She rose to her feet gracefully and took the wineglass, rinsing them both out in the. He could feel a light sweat break out on his forehead. Just seeing the cleavage, he was experiencing a building desire ... a lust for his daughter ... to strip that top off and see her naked breasts, to feel them ... to taste them.Tanya was thinking about what he had just said, as usual he was trying to be supportive of her when she had a problem. She loved her dad. She looked up to say thanks, and could see he had been looking down her top. Instantly she felt a flush of heat pass through her.. I stripped down and put them on. I walked around the bedroom like I had done a hundred times. Then I thought about her bed. Her satin sheets on my pantyhose covered legs. I jump in. Rolling around and rubbing myself. It didn't take long till I was ready to cum. I reached down next to the bed and grabbed one of her flip flops and shot my load all over the sole then licked it clean. Got up and put everything back where I had found them. The next day I go to Brent's house just like every day. I. I was too surprised to protest. Her other hand had wrapped around the tip of my penis. "Look at me" she said. "Don't move". Since I was little, her commands were something I never ignored, but I couldn't help but look down. With a tight, steady grip, she pushed the skin on my shaft down towards my belly. I saw the opening at the tip of my penis widen and widen and as it stretched a feeling that I can only describe as anxious discomfort. Like a fruit getting its peel removed, I saw a pink, round.