Absently her hands went to her breasts and she felt them beneath her fingertips, the nipples swelling slightly with her touch and the cool breeze, she...caught her breath and looked around realising what she was doing, there was no one around, what harm could it do and if there was, well it might just make their day, happening upon her pleasuring herself like a naughty nymph caught in a forest glade. Her hand slipped beneath her t shirt, she wore no bra, she had large breasts which didn’t need. "You're kidding, right?" Not at all. Sex, she wants sex with you. To take you to her bed, for you to be her first lover, to take her cherry." You seem pretty calm about it," I told her."Well, I was her age once myself, brim full of all those hormones, all I could think about was sex. And, you're here, here in the house with her and, David, you're a handsome man; after all you certainly attracted her mother. And she's my daughter. We share the same genes, even the ones that are attracted to. I told her my name was Dave and she said her's was Mary. We each had 2 drinks and she suggested that we go somewhere else. She said, "You wanna go to either your place or mine?" I said, "Sure! Mine's about 10 miles away". She said, "It would probably be easier if we went to mine. It's only a couple miles away". I paid the bill and followed her to her apartment. The short drive there I was wondering what was about to happen. Things like this just didn't happen to me. She was just too pretty. Was. What if she could find a woman who could satisfy Kirk in bed, someone who could take care of his sexual needs, not totally, but often enough so that she and the other woman together could keep Kirk's needs fulfilled? She shook her head as if to expel the outrageous idea, yet as she tried to busy herself with laundry, the idea kept reappearing, nagging at her, clawing its way back into her conscious mind.A prostitute? No, Kirk would never stand for it and besides there was the danger of disease..