"We're coming out, are you ready to see Monica?"I stepped into a pair of ballet flats that mom had picked out to go alongwith my dress and did my best...impression of a confident person as I openthe bathroom door. When Kelly saw me her hands went to her wide openmouth. "Oh you look amazing!" she proclaimed loudly. "Give me a littlespin..." she instructed and I twirled slowly for her, but just fast enoughto feel my dress twirl out. I had done that move so many times in secretand I just did it in. My eldest daughter Sally was so anti-daddy that it wasn't funny at all. Lucy the younger was a shy, introspective child and we were quite close. Her affectionate ways changed as she grew older. She began to avoid me. I often wondered why my two daughters disliked me so much. I tried to be a loving father to them but they always rejected me. So I sublimated as the psychiatrists like to say.I am partial to violent exercise although I'm not on to contact sports so I began to study the martial arts. Kevin tried his best to look straightforward for the rest of the ride but I could see him sneaking glances atme through the corner of my eyes.When we got to the school, Kevin's face was red as a beat. I could tellhe was feeling really sexually frustrated as he adjusted his pantsagain. He looked nervously at me as if not knowing what to do."Well?" I exclaimed as I held my arm out. "Take my hand. We're a coupleremember?" Right," he stammered as he grabbed my small hand in his big one.We showed. As I was doing this she then began to rub my dick and realised it was already rock hard. She didn’t say anything but she knew, and I knew, that she was going to get it as soon as we where home.Unlocking the front door, I was already rubbing her pussy with my right hand and carrying her bags with the other (still got to be a gentleman). We dropped the bags as soon as we was in and she turned and grabbed the back of my head and ran her fingers through my hair. Kissing hard and fast, I picked her.