We went out and had a nice dinner. I told him I wasn't interested in just a sexual romp and he said he didn't have a problem with us just being friend.... I mentioned my kids to him and he wanted to meet them. So far, everything Emmie told me about him was true.He stopped by the following weekend and we took the kids to the zoo. He acted like a happy father and I couldn't get over the way my kids took to him. We started doing things almost as a family would. We took the kids everywhere. I would. Then I said it was her turn. After some initial hesitation, she said ok. I undid her blouse and discovered a lacy black bra which I undid as she lay face down. I applied lotion and rubbed and massaged her shoulders, neck, and back and down to her butt. I kissed the nape of her neck and met no resistance. I gently turned her over. Her breasts were fuller than I had supposed and showed very dark large areolas and prominent nipples. OMG, I yearned to suck them badly. I continued to massage her. And when I imagined where and when I might first use it, I had every expectation that I would not be alone.I had used my work time wisely, exploring all of the nooks and crannies of the physical layout, but also making note of where the more scandalous titles or genres were. Such as the sexuality topic in Non-fiction and a small number of novels that would qualify as literary erotica. I Am Curious (Yellow) was one that I found quite exhilarating. There were several volumes of erotic. I caress his now bare chest, a light patch of hair, nothing too overwhelming. I trace a few scars lightly and as he sighs. I kiss his neck."Gawd, sweetheart, you are driving me insane with your touch," as he shivers and groans.I toss the t-shirt on the bed as I stand behind him. While kissing softly along his shoulder blades, my hands wrap around his abs, traveling down, finding his belt and undoing it, but never stopping my kisses on his back. My hands find the button undo it then proceed to.