Anya was in a beanbag, watching SNL--an Alec Baldwin rerun. "Close the door," she said softly as she turned off the TV. I shut the door gently, then s...nk into the other beanbag. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?" I wanted to apologize for yesterday. What I said was completely out of line, and I'm sorry."Wow. I hadn't been expecting this. "Apology accepted. There were a few things I said then I wouldn't mind taking back," I replied after a short pause."Can we start over?" I don't think. You are so sexy and so gorgeous that I can’t help but think erotic thoughts of you. I poured a glass of white wine and grabbed my favorite sex novel and laid down on the fur rug in front of the fire. I think of our days and nights spent making love and the way that your hands feel when they move across my flesh, As I lay there, I become entranced by the thought of your kisses gently touching my breasts. I begin to caress my breasts through my silk nightie. I love the way silk feels against my. Thank you so much for that, I love you." I love you too daddy, and thank you, for teaching me. I was so scared, but you made me feel wonderful. Will we do it again?"Danny squeezed her and assured her they would not only do it again, but often. He could not wait to teach her even more. He wished he was younger, so he could fuck her again now, but he needed a rest. He idly played with her breasts and nipples while she squirmed in his arms once more, and he let his mind wander."What the fuck do. "Come on Tommy."She pulled him behind her going upstairs. I sat there frustrated again. If it wasn't for her my son would have been with me right now. Again I tried not to think about it, I was the adult here it was time I started acting like one. But no matter how much I tried I just couldn't stop but wonder what they were doing inside his room. My suspicion was they were having sex. Images of my son's cock driving into that young girl flooded my mind and I involuntarily placed my hand between.