I'm guessing you'd rather keep this between us?" I nodded shamefully and reached up to him. It took some doing but my father is almost as tall as Mi...e, and certainly at 43 he was stronger. He lifted me up and I scurried into the window, coming to stand in front of him. My father was a handsome, redheaded man who was usually smiling and easygoing. He looked down at me now and his disappointment was crushing me, I could tell he was looking at me differently already. He sighed, his blue eyes. She'd morphed into a shrew.He turned on the shower, let it run until hot water arrived, and then adjusted the temperature to just above warm. While he soaped his body, he reflected on the previous day when he'd driven June shopping. He'd expected a fat woman. Weren't all chefs overweight? No fat, not on June's gorgeous body, at least no excess fat. Maybe a little extra in her tits. Thinking about June's tits lengthened his cock.What the hell, he thought. Might as well jack off. I'm not gonna. They hide in the same bedroom they were in earlier. Steve leaves the headphones and blindfold on Sue and after wiping her off, he starts to dress her. First her undies, then her pants, then her bra, then her shirt. In a way, Sue felt better that she didn't have to see everything. She liked that fact that Steve took charge and made sure she got her's also.When Sue was entirely dressed, Steve took off the headphones and blindfolds. Sue's eyes took a few minutes to adjust to the lights. Sue gave. My dad works in a govt. firm in Delhi. His name is Rudra Pratap Singh and he is H.O.D of the Dept. Now let me tell you the story and mind it it’s a real story not any fiction, but yes the names are changed when I was younger and I came home early dad use to drink even in day time after my mom died but he never ever given us any kind of trouble and have always fulfilled our needs and dreams and he was drinking and was sloshed like anything he was in his room.I could hear him murmuring and I went.