After a minute or more I reached down and began to caress her tit, feeling that lovely mound of flesh under her blouse. I then took hold of the front ...f her blouse and pulled it down exposing her one tit. I was glad she didn't have a bra on and so I bent down even more and began to suck on her tit. As I pulled her top down more I moved over a bit and sucked on her other tit.After another minute or so I gently moved my hand down and put it under her skirt and to my delight, she had no panties on. For years, I was a presence at dinner — maybe — and occasionally another member of the audience at a dance competition or at a school choir concert. Typically, the most I saw of Muffin was on the weekends, and even then it was usually in the mornings before we headed off to our activities for the day — which in her case typically meant spending the day working at a local mall. I had forgotten about my daughter’s unusual return from school when I heard her bedroom door finally open again before. ” “Things?” Mary made a fist pumping motion and I nodded. “Do tell.” I gave her the broad strokes and left my bruised ego intact. “So… got off on it?” “I wouldn’t say that.” “Well?” “He was pissed. He took it out on me, you know, with his cock,” I said. Mary’s open mouthed amazement made me want to brag. I rolled my eyes and blushed. “He made it clear he’s six kinds of mad, again and again… and again. But he wouldn’t talk about it, and he left without a word.” “You lucky bitch.” “Lucky? He. It’s been rough, but I’m hanging in there.”In the pause that followed, I decided to throw it out there: “How is Lisa? Have you talked to her?”“John ... truthfully, she’s absolutely miserable.”“I ... see.” I couldn’t really see a good path away from that comment, so instead I asked, “How did you get me here?”She snorted derisively. “It wasn’t easy! None of us had your number, and Lisa certainly wasn’t going to give it to us. I managed to find your LinkedIn profile and it got me the name of your.