She asked me "Take your t-shirt off, so your just in your boxers" I think it was the wine taking over in both of us, so I did it thinking no harm coul... come of it.Next thing I knew I was sat there in tight black boxers in front of my daughter playing truth or dare. Looking at her I couldn’t help my see how sexy my daughter was, which gave me a semi. I panicked a little and adjusted myself so it could not be seen. But by this point all logic was leaving my brain and all I could think about was. If I'm free tonight? In case I may have something better to do, like a date with Bradley Cooper.'Wld love to join u. at flat?''John will pick you up. Is 7 good?'It was and I hurried home after work to get ready. I had my eye on a lovely dress, backless stretch ivory satin with a vee front and thin straps and a pleated skirt, which fitted where it touched. I could just about afford it with staff discount as well as a new pair of heels. I had my makeup done in the beauty hall, a little more. I will see..."The line went dead. There was something definitely wrong. A horrifying thought hit me; could she be up the duff? But surely it was too early to tell if she was pregnant? It had been about three weeks since our first shag, and even if I had impregnated her then, which was highly unlikely given the poor performance, she wouldn't be showing anything yet. And what about her period? On the flight home from the Seychelles she had fitted a tampon after our Seven Mile High shag, so must. " Mom?" objected Hunter, suddenly being led by the stranger to a big beachtent."Ok, and if you want a tip, then I'll expect to look like the youngersister," joked his mother."Who said you weren't already," laughed the woman in her thick Caribbeanaccent and waving over one of her partners. "Now, we do both at the sametime."This was nothing he was expecting, suddenly sitting in a big, open makeshift tent on the beach which a full figured Caribbean woman right in hisface. Without any hesitation,.