I was free for whole day now but Shilpi had to take pvt. Classes in the afternoon. Garden was nicely maintained, lush green lawn and serene. There wer... few people seen in the front part of the garden, as morning walkers may have already left, children also may have left for school. I had been here earlier with my friends few years back, it has changed by then; in fact my perspective also had changed. It was a spacious garden. Walking, we entered in a portion which was much greener and dense. "I knowthat Chris is all boy, mum, but I could let him borrow one of my skirtswhich will be comfortable and smart. It's only the three of us here." Hang on," I said, "I don't want to dress up as a girl." Oh go on," said my mum, "it will be a bit of a laugh between the threeof us and you will look smarter and comfortable." Well as long as no-one finds out," I said."Go and see what you have got," mum said to my sister Susan.Susan came downstairs with a couple of skirts but they were a bit tightto. Looking around, I was impressed by the sights of attractive men and women, some single, some couples, all having a great time. One woman in particular caught my attention. I had noticed her earlier as she wandered past where I sat, now she was heading towards me, smiling. I returned her smile and took the opportunity to appreciate her appearance. Tall, tanned, with full round breasts that were shown off to perfection in the short, strapless dress she was wearing. Long blonde hair framed her. Her father might be past his prime but he was used to hard work. Long hours outside, lifting and carrying, his body large and robust. The size and texture in that latent power only served to make Emily even more desperate. “But this is what I want. I need it, daddy. I want you to do it.”His stare burned into Emily’s soul, the fire so hot she moaned and gasped at her father to fuck her.“Emily,” he gasped, somehow shocked to hear her use the expletive.“No. Shut up. Stop pissing about. I want you.