I own a medium size business and she was an accountant working for a big firm in town here. Lately , she had mentionne a few tim a ...irl friend of hers at work whose husband let her go out on her own and pick-up and screw guys .Except for mentionning that this was no way to run a marriage i did not pay any attention to it . She kept bringing it up to the point where it annoyed me a bit . so i asked one evening after she was on that again -". .. no he doesn't... Look, his wife died two weeks ago... just trust him. And don't break him. I need him back... Well he's a good teacher as well... No... tell him, Oh! Nothing... yes Love to you and love to Dad... Bye." She put the phone down gently and sat down, thoughtful, her face suddenly radiant."He says it's all right. All right if I still want him!" She bent her head, weeping and I went to hold her. "It's all right Polly - just happy tears. Relief. I thought he'd left me for ever. Why. "I really like your ass and your bikini. Why don't you show me your hot little pussy?" I saidKatie bent over the counter so that she was nearly at a right angle. She snaked one hand down to her crotch, grabbed the side of the bikini bottom and pulled it aside. From my view, her beautiful, plump labia were now visible. I could tell Katie was clean shaven and my head began to swim with pleasure. Her pussy was truly a site to behold. She held her bikini bottom aside for a few seconds so the view. He started to stoke her entire pussy, focusing on where her hidden clit was in order to help her though the orgasm. She shoved her hips into the air, squealing and yelping as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her body. She slammed back against the couch, panting twice, then squealing again and kick out. The entire time her dad focused on rubbing her convulsing, burning hot pussy.He could feel his fingers getting wet as she continued to orgasm, her body flailing and squirming as he rubbed her.