Unki baat se pta lga ki woh uska ristedaar tha aur woh kissi function se waapis aa rhe the. tabhi woh aadmi rajpura station par utar gya aur mujhe bol... ki aap pls inka dhayan rakhna aur inko ambala tak jana hai maine bola ki mujhe bhi ambala hi jana hai aap chinta mat kijiye maine uss ladki se uska naam poocha toh usne bataya ki uska naam nisha hai(fake name) aur woh yahan shadi me aayio thi aur uske parents ko kissi wajah se jaldi jana pada aur usko bhi aaj hi jana tha kynki kal uska office. " "I've been...busy," Daddy said, distractedly, as if formulating a sentence under these circumstances was an effort for him. I raised an eyebrow, partly from humour and partly from disbelief and slowly began to saunter towards Daddy, my long smooth legs gliding over the tiled floor, and wish each step I took, the barely there chemise hitched up, showing glimpses of what I was wearing underneath. Absolutely nothing. From the widening in Daddy's eyes, I could tell he had seen that his baby girls. He was out of uniform and she noticed for first time his very fit body, and his brown hair and big brown eyes. “Would you like a drink? Wine or coffee or anything?” Sarah asked. “Wine would be great thanks”, he replied sitting down. “So is your partner around or kids?” he asked. “No just me, I’m single” she shouted back, from the kitchen, not seeing his smile at this. “OK lets check the paperwork”, Sarah handed them to him and he made some notes, smiled and handed them back, “all fine,. We used to sleep together in summers whenever she comes to lko, till few yrs back. During the night I would lift her t-shirt/ frock and fondle her boobs, sometimes she used to resist but on most occasions, she was okay with it, but she never allowed me to touch her pussy.When I shifted to Delhi, we started talking on the phone & gradually we opened up and we used to have phone sex. Then I invited her to my flat for which she hesitated then finally agreed. Finally, she came to my flat on 11th.