There was a slight pause and then she replied with a coy smile,”Just taking in the scenery.” Her Daddy cracked a small smile, “You’re nervous....�� Looking down at her shoes she nodded; she knew she couldn’t hide anything from him no matter how small. "Come here," he said in a calm voice. She stepped cautiously over to the couch and stood infront of him trying to avoid his piercing gaze. Her mind drew a blank as his strong hands started to wander up the back of her thighs and came to rest on her. Thirty minutes later Jill was home, washing her face in the basin of her bathroom. ‘What did I expect?’ she asked herself while looking at her reflection. It was not the flushed image of a woman wanting to be fucked any longer, but of someone who already had been. ‘It was good,’ she thought. ‘Bullshit, it was great!’ she told herself. “The best,” she said aloud and smiled while patting her face dry with a stylish hand towel. ‘But I don’t know his name. I don’t even have his number,’ she thought. We really hit it off with Joe and Theresa. After dinner we moved into the ballroom for the dance. The tables were set up for four people and we all sat at one table. I couldn’t keep my eyes of Teresa. She was a beautiful woman.At one point during the night, there was a Congo lined formed. Joe headed out to the dance floor and took the lead. It was followed by Teresa, me, and then my wife. My hands on Teresa’s round plump hips turned me on. I started to think what it would be like to. He turned to me and said, "Brett, you can stop me from fucking your beautiful bride at any time. Simply say stop, but if you do, I won't sign the check."I nodded with a snivel."Aren't you going to give me the same instructions?" asked Holly."Once you get a look at my pussy-tamer, you won't be able to say stop," Andre replied winking at me. Laughing he added, "But, if you say stop, I will and we'll call the whole deal off."Put off by his cockiness, Holly frowned. Forcing a smile, she said,.