” Again, her words were an expectation of obedience. A shiver, a single electric quiver, ran from his cock all the way up his spine at the thought o... what that tone could do, saying other words in other situations. He turned and walked across the kitchen, retrieving the stemmed white wine glasses, placing them with a careful ‘clink’ on the sea green top of the tiled counter. Still lit only by the open refrigerator, he watched as her long slim manicured fingers poured each glass three-fourths. .."we're going to a swingers club"Silence, not a single word passes, until the expected."I don't do swinging, if I've told you once I've told you a million times I woudn't ever consider that. So why the fuck do you think I'd go there?"Taking a deep breath I try to explain what I've gotten planned. "We're not going to swing. I phoned the girl who runs the club and she said we're more than welcome to come along and just mingle and that if we want to just be watched together that's ok too, as they. ''I thought you'd be stronger than that.' He stated as we both saw his daughter smile again. Unlike that first smile back at the party, this one was not pleasant to see.'Oh I am, but you forget that I watched Miss Kopolova all through school. She would use my friends to get at me and it would work.''Yes, like that cripple girlfriend of yours.' She almost spat, showing that she paid me more attention than she would admit, yet still not enough for accuracy.I decided not to respond directly. 'That. I take another deep breath, but for a different reason than before. This time it is followed by a slight moan as he nibbles on my earlobe. I can feel his breath in my ear and my nipples harden as chills run through my entire body. A moment we walk up the stairs to his room and I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass as I walk in front on him making our way down the hall. This gives me a little time to think again, and as I get to his room I almost turn away to leave but he grabs me.