Two weeks later, Karly was upstairs in her bedroom cleaning after she'd taken a shower. My son was sleeping in his room downstairs. I had been playing...around on the computer, and I went upstairs to see what she was doing. Seeing her clothes basket on the floor, and clothes all over the place, I jokingly picked up a pair of panties and said, "I bet these look sexy as hell on you," to which she just started laughing.I continued teasing her, making jokes, and picking up various pairs of panties. You are a pedophile, Mr. Roberts." I love her!" I blurted out, loosing my self-control and weeping uncontrollably."Love..." he paused, "is a wonderful disguise of perversion." He looked back up at my daughter's tear-drenched face. His look seemed almost sympathetic. "When you feel her little body beneath yours, how do you feel? Powerful? Does her little cunt make your dick feel big?" He laughed and turned my chair so that it was facing the bed.I looked at my daughter squirming against her. We quickly walked back to my place, where after a few more drinks I was burning with desire.She came to me, so small and soft, I could have crushed her. I mean I’m about 6 foot and weigh about 200 pounds, work out five days a week and am pretty damn proud of my body. I took her gently into my arms, and kissed those soft tender lips, gently at first, then slowly pushing my tongue in deeper and deeper. Tasting those sweet lips, I felt her respond with her own tongue, gently darting in and out of. She was excited, eagerly anticipating an evening of pure sexual decadence with a new playmate. Mike arrived our house just about six oclock in the afternoon the following day. I was somewhat surprised how the quiet, soft spoken engineer turned into a charmer and soon had captivated Cindy completely. Later, Mike joined me on the patio as I grilled steaks for the meal and had a few drinks while we talked about the action that was to follow later in the evening. Mike was enthused at the prospect.