I decided not to wear hose as it was just too hot. My legs were tanned anyway. I put on my high-cut bikini panties. I slipped into the gown, but for t...e life of me, I could not zip it up. I called Chuck to help me. I stood with my back to the door, and I asked him to zip me up. He readily agreed. Before he zipped me, he ran the side of his finger up my back. Chills ran up and down my back. He did the hooks and turned me around. He took one look at this plunging gown and whimpered. Chuck had. He pumped his cock in and out for several minutes, letting out an occasionalgrunt. ?Yeah,? he moaned, ?Fuck yeah!? Father coughed and cleared his throat, and spat a large wad of phlegm ontomy head. I reached up with one hand, and gently cupped and tickled his balls. Father's grip on me tensed, and he stopped pumping his hips, crying out. Ahot thick load of cum forced its way into my stomach, filling my nostrils withthe smell of his semen. ?Go get changed,? Father said, ?You look like a fucking. That’s when things went wrong…no, not wrong, just further than I had expected. I decided to play the part of Jennifer – the girl –figuring he would see my tits and, probably, feel me a bit but I wouldn’t risk putting myself in a situation where he would try to go all the way. I know I said I wasn’t going to do anything like that, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. I had just come to the conclusion that you were right that talking wouldn’t be enough. ‘Well, he started kissing…and. By now the wine had taken over our mind we both had gone tipsy.Seema-Sir please share with me. I am sure I have that much right to ask.Me-Well, Seema how can I, I mean it is nothing that great to be shared.Seema-Still you can share with me, it will make you feel light.I gulped down my drink and looked right in her eyes.Me-Seema actually we both are happy into our work but we have no bedroom life. She works hard and she is too tired by the end of the day, so… you know what I mean.Me-Ohhhh that.