She unbuttoned and removed my shirt, dropping it on top of her clothes, then dropped to her knees and began undoing my belt. She then unbuttoned my je...ns and started to pull the zipper down. I told her to use her teeth to unzip my pants, which she did, very slowly. She then tugged my jeans down, revealing my tented boxers. My hard-on poking, obscenely through the thin cotton fabric. "Use your teeth to remove my underwear, slut!" Being obedient, Sheila skillfully pulled my boxers down to my. Dad’s just got a desk, a chair, and a couch. Not even any windows. “Sit down.” My dad says, serious. I sit down at his desk chair and watch him pace back and forth. Good god, he is so hard to read these days. Does he want me or not? Finally, he plops down on the couch. “You shouldn’t have done what you did in the car.” He states. He seems to have softened up a bit now, so I stand up and slowly walk over to him and join him on the couch. He looks at me, face dead serious, and says “It’s not. Do you want some sandwiches? I got a few from the conference earlier today. They’re actually better cold.’ ‘Sure, that’d be great.’ I didn’t have any dinner plans anyway. ‘Something to drink?’ ‘Surprise me.’ She came back to me, bending over the couch and handing me a plate and setting hers on the table. As she poured the drinks I took a bite. It was a nice simple ham, lettuce and blueberry chutney sandwich. ‘Man, I love the caterers.’ ‘Aren’t they just amazing?’ she remarked as she poured our. I feel like I’m burning up inside. I want you to kiss me forever.”I started to tell Sharon that I was broken and couldn’t do everything she wanted, when Karen said, “Sharon, can I try? I feel all wet between my legs just from watching you kiss him.”“Oh I suppose. I swear, I thought you said you didn’t want some old man pawing you, so I would finally have someone all to myself. Get your skanky ass over here and kiss him, then shut up and let him teach me how to do stuff,” Sharon said.Karen was.