” “And you do?” “Look,” Benny said. “All I said was that I think Francesca is right. You need to get help.” I snapped. Without realizing...what I was about, I rushed at Benny, my hands wrapping around his neck. And I began to squeeze tighter and tighter and tighter until…everything went black. When I woke up, I was on the couch in the family room. I glanced around for a moment, confused. I couldn’t remember what had happened. A moment later, Sam walked into the room. “You’re awake,” he said.. Brit enjoyed the attention although there was no one there who even came close to interesting her.One afternoon, while waiting for her parents, her dad came into her little cubby and sat down next to her to wait for Barbara. They chatted and laughed about this and that. Slowly it dawned on Brit that not only was she sexually intrigued by her dad, she also really liked him as well.Their conversation paused and the two looked at each other. Al broke the pause, “Brit?”“Yes, daddy.”“Hon, I always. But even when I was a horny adolescent who masturbated twice a day, and thrice on weekends, my fantasies about her had always been romantic and innocent. To go from friendly coffee to a crazy blowjob in a few minutes was confusing to me. I stared around her room, wondering how to connect the soft, sweet decor with the vixen who was enthusiastically taking me as much as she could.When most guys talk about oral sex, especially in stories, they talk about great suction that drives them crazy. We continued to make the changes and he continued to press his right knee against my knee. I had slipped my right foot out of my shoe while he was gone and soon realized I still had not placed my heel back into the shoe when he had sat down. As I typed I became aware that he had stopped looking at the screen and was now looking at me. I could feel his eyes all over me and I also noticed his cologne was now a little stronger. As I typed I reminded myself that I don’t mix business with pleasure.