“That’s possible. We weren’t exchanging many emails around the time when I was moving from Austin to here,” Chuck said.That had been a rather ...ectic time for him. He had lost his parents, moved out of his house in Austin, and taken over the store. He definitely remembered writing about his frustration in trying to meet Betsy. He remembered writing a lot about that although most of it was of the form, ‘she ran past again today and wouldn’t stop.’Then it dawned on him that he had talked with. As the tempo of his thrusting hips increased he increased the speed at which he stroked my big clit.My mind reeled between pain and pleasure then slowly sided with joyous pleasure as Daddy slowly thrust himself in and out of me. I moaned and groaned with elated ecstasy."Like that, huh, Alex," barked Daddy slapping my ass.I squealed."Say it," he demanded."Yes, Yes," I mumbled as my body rocked in unison with his cock throttling in and out of me.Daddy smacked my ass again, "Yes, what?" Yes, I. I had to go back to the room andconfront his mistress. I had to at least see her, find out what she waslike, attempt to understand what it was about her that made my fatherstray away.Well, it was now or never. I knocked on the door and in a few momentsstanding before me was one of the most beautiful creatures I had ever laideyes on. She was probably about 35, tall and slender, towering over myslight frame, with long legs. Dressed in just a short white silk chemisethat showed off those beautiful. Well over the course a few weeks the flirting got more risky and I was flashing my tits at him and he would pat my butt or rub it as he would walk past me. He started stopping by the apartment after he got off work and sit around and talk with me while we waited for hubby to get home and hang out with him. One day Rob came by at 9:00 in the morning to swap out an air filter, and I was still in my little silky night gown and didn’t bother to put on the robe when I saw who it was through the.