She hasn’t been that lucky. She wants some adventure in her life. You and I just had an adventure that I needed. She wants one like it. I can unders...and completely.”“Is there’s something going on between you two that you haven’t told me about, Sandy?”She began to tear up.“She’s my dearest friend, Rob. We’ve known each other since forever. We’re closer than sisters. I owe her so much. I can’t tell you how many times she’s come to my rescue when I needed it.”“You didn’t answer my question,. Bubbles slip down my skin, water droplets glistening along my stomach and thighs. You part my legs and rub your cheek against my inner thigh. The rasp of the stubble on your jaw rubbing against my inner thighs sends a series of tremors through me and I lean back, resting on my hands, lips parted and panting with anticipation. You raise your head and look at me, our eyes locking. In the candlelight, my skin is rosy from the heat of the bath, lightly gilded along the planes and curves of my body. A few weeks later, when I came back to my office one afternoon, I had an email from Tracy telling me we were having Sara over for supper and they'd be out back at our pool so come out for a swim after I changed. When I got home, I showered and changed into my trunks and strolled out to the pool. There they were, the two wives, laying out on chaise lounges, wearing bikinis. After kissing them both hello, I learned that Norm was away on business and it would just be the three of us. So, I took. I could tell it was having an effect too, each compliment from me causing an ecstatic sigh, or making the phallus twitch in my rising-and-falling grasp.It has to be said, too, that this talk was having a major effect on my own libido. I had called a couple of men “daddy” during sex, but being able to say it to my actual dad was an extra thrill. Fulfil your fantasies, readers, it’s fucking hot!Then my father took the initiative. “Damn, girl, I want to taste you!” he growled. Seemingly without.