You had him all to yourself for a number of years and you subconsciously transferred your father-daughter relationship to one more akin to a husband-w...fe relationship."You took care of Daddy, at least around the house. You took care of the house, probably helped or made dinner for him and you were who he came home to after work. This made you feel more like his wife than his daughter, in your eyes at least. And when your step-mom came into the picture you resented her for taking him away,. “To the couch?”“Yes,” Suzette said softly. The two little sissies paraded into the living room. Suzette sat first. Amanda stood in front of her. “Take my skirt off Suzette,” she ordered softly. Suzette was happy to do as she was told, and whistled softly seeing the light pink panties that Amanda wore. “I like your panties, Amanda,” Suzette added.Amanda turned and sat. She took her key and unlocked herself first, sighing with relief as her clitty was able to quickly sprout to its full length and. So I would dress in lingerie and corsets as I fucked myself to climax. One day while preparing for a trip out of town, I had already packed my clothes and toys and left the bag in my bedroom. That's when my wife found it! My wife and I were already going through a divorce. So after looking in my bag she approached me like the cat who swallowed the canary. She asked who the other woman was. I was trapped. I couldn't make up a story about another woman to keep my secret hidden because that would. The thought was a bit depressing. Then at 9 I saw Daniel had started his shift, and I was excited again. God, he looked nice! I loved his dirty blond hair and hazel eyes, and the shirt he was wearing today really showed off his chest muscles and abs. My eyes strayed lower, and I smiled to myself. His jeans were kinda tight for a guy. I sauntered over to him, making up the excuses of returning books to their locations and asking customers if they were ok. When I reached him, I leaned down on his.