While my dad was telling that he looked kinda sad (I had never seen him like that), so I got close to him and hugged him while he explained it. When h... finished talking, I answer with “I’m so sorry, really,” and I gave him a kiss on his cheek.What happened after I truly wasn’t expecting. We both spent a moment looking at each other’s eyes in silence, with our face a few inches apart. After that, without saying a word, my dad and I started making out. We kept doing it more passionately for a few. "Didn't you?" Thought of it? No." I whispered, shaking my head. "Dreamed of it. Prayed for it, yes. But I hadn't dared think of it that way — until now."With that, Becka stood up and dropped herself lightly onto my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss before hopping back up and resuming her place at her desk."The Starlight will have to be Thursday night again, if you don't mind," Becka said, as if the kiss hadn't happened. "The Music Man doesn't have a weekend date for a. I knew all my friends talked about her behind my back, but it didn't bother me. I thought about, and sometimes even masturbated to, having sex with Mom myself!"Oh come on! These referees are blind!" my dad shouted from the den, making his presence known.I peeked my head into the room and said, "Hi Dad."He turned the TV off, got up and gave me a strong handshake. I could see that he had gained quite a few pounds since my departure for college. He had grown a scruffy beard and looked grumpy."How. She felt sad on seeing those scratches and said that it’s because of her. I said no. Then she started applying the ointment in my hand. It was so irritating that I couldn’t bear. So thought of removing my hand, I fell on the sofa. She also fell on me. Now my mouth is touching her cleavage. I thought of kissing her but left it undone. She got up but her saree pallu fell down and I saw her firm boobs over her blouse. She noticed it and corrected herself. I said sorry and left the place. We were.