Then, as usual, Angie turned to me with her imploring eyes. "Dad, please..."Normally, I would then say, "Sam, let the girl be. Or do you want her to k...ow how wild you were at her age?"Sam would huff back, "At her age, I was already the mother of a three-year old kid." And you were still as wild."And then Sam would blush and mutter loudly, "Do whatever you want."On this day, however, I decided to alter Angie's game plan and kid her a bit, so I replied, "Only if you give your daddy a kiss,. The dress was slipped over my head and buttoned up, from the waist to my neck. It had long, sheer sleeves, a round neck with lace trim; it swelled over my new boobs and tapered to my now skinny waist and flared out in a skirt that was full and had two lace petticoats under it. I stepped into the white heels and turned to look in the mirror when Mrs. Handle slipped the pearls around my neck and fastened them. She handed me a bottle of perfume and told me where to use it, then she gave me a soft. She wished he could see her. She looked damned alluring, if she did say so herself. The tiny ebony cameo she wore at the hollow of her throat on a matching black ribbon did remarkable things for the deep valley between her soft, white breasts, but he couldn't know that either. Carol knew that she'd gone all out for him, wearing very little actually--just sheer black bikini panties, a frilly half-slip and the short black dress itself. it was too warm for pantyhose, besides, her legs were tanned. Quickly, I leaped up and ran to the door and invited her inside. She was real nervous. I asked her if she would like to join me in some mutual pleasure. She just nodded. Tracy is very good looking and you’d think she was very experienced but many guys don’t asked her out because she is so good looking. I started by kissing her on the lips, then slowly I put my tongue in her mouth. She was almost shaking from nervousness. But I was careful not to go to fast and scare her. After passonately.