She looked into her Dad’s eyes and saw excitement. Soon the two made their way into the master bedroom. Joni loved feeling Hugh run his hands over t...e breasts that she used to resent. To be honest, there are times when she still felt that way, but now, she had grown accustomed to them. She had focused on the feelings she got from her Dad playing with her breasts. She hadn’t noticed that he had moved on until she felt one of her babies kick and heard Hugh make a noise.“Wow. That brings back. ”“Try to keep your anger in check. It won’t do you any good.” I knew that, but sometimes I couldn’t help it. “Nathan, do you know what a “honey trap’ is?” The sheriff suddenly brought up, after seeing the Fed return to her car and bend over retrieve something.“Sorta, it’s when they send a woman out to compromise a man, usually for the purpose of intelligence gathering.”“Not just for that. Other things too. Look it up after I leave.”“Yes, sir.”“Don’t let that brain of yours go to waste, Nathan.. Here, letsshare our campfire with you. Hungry?" I was famished and so was Bev. Onthe fire was some chicken, beef and shrimp with potatoes and veggies.Not quite the idea of roughing it but who was asking.We enjoyed the company and food as we shared some stories. Thee threegirls were from a university in Arizona out on a wilderness hike. Just athree day hike but they loved the outdoors. We told them about the spaand our jobs. They were extremely interested. We chatted for a long timewhen on girl. I reached over in your lap and, without pretense, let my hand glide over the massive bulge that was barely contained in your jeans, stopping only to gently squeeze what I knew would be the extremely sensitive head. Only a small sound escaped as you glanced around nervously. But we were completely and utterly alone, shielded by the darkness.In seconds, I had your belt undone and your pants unzipped as I wrestled free the eager monster that had been awaiting my touch. As a little payback, I.