Cathy sat on the edge of the sleeping platform to unlaced her boots. Her boots and socks joined the flight suit in a pile on the cold floor. She pulle... the top half of her white thermal underwear over her head, pulled it clear of the rope still hanging from her neck, and dropped it to the floor. Hooking her thumbs in the elastic waist band of the bottom half, she pushed it down to her feet and stepped out of it. Now she stood clad only in her green sports bra and panties. Cathy stood straight. " She timidly did as he asked as she felt him exert effort to thrust in and out of her. He continued to whisper in her ear, "Move you body and hips Holly. Make love with me. Relax, feel it, experience it."For the next many minutes it was silent in the bathroom other then the sounds of sex, two bodies slapping together, heaving breathing, grunts and groans both feminine and masculine.He was delighted because she was trying, participating, moving and most important seemed to be enjoying it.He. Oh no please don't touch me there, his hand are all over me now, cupping and stroking me and my body appears to like it. Oh no now my clothes are coming off, my top and bra now my skirt and knickers. I am naked. He pushes into me and my body welcomes him inside, my hips push back at him and I feel my orgasm wash over me.'She has left now and Jen has come back into my consulting rooms and smiled lustfully at me. It seems that my new patient's story had got her juices going. Jen and I had been on. Bye, dad."I should've gotten another woman's perspective right from the beginning! Men are such pigs, I thought!Aunt Celia kept her house in spartan shape. She didn't smoke, never married, yet traveled and dated right into her forties, now.When she saw us, she invited dad to come in also, but he made an excuse and beat a hasty retreat.She didn't have to ask what brought me since it was obvious I was visiting dad, so I embellished it by saying I just had to spend some time with my favorite.