I didn't get wood up this year. Figured I'd be dead before I needed it. Probably hot enough where I'm going, anyway." Old Peter cackled as if he had m...de the finest joke."Where do you want your wheelchair?" I had left it in the car. The nurse had insisted I bring it along when we left the home."Don't need the damned contraption. Always bumping into things. This house wan't made for some foolish thing like that. Takes too much room. When I get tired I'll sit in a chair like people s'posed. I was actually grateful when the time came for our monthly departments meeting. I felt myself calming while we waited for what seemed like forever for our boss to enter the room and start the meeting. By the time we were done and I got back to my desk I was feeling ready to tackle my work. That was until I spotted another note waiting for me. I’m glad to know that I have such an effect that you have to fuck yourself in the toilet. But next time, be a good girl and do it at your desk. If you. I told Sherry that I was going to shower and she asked if she could shower first, unless I wanted to shower with her. She said it with a wink and a smile, but also with a sexy walk into "our" bedroom.I turned off the TV in the living area and went into my bedroom instead to watch TV. I sat down on the bed and turned on some sitecom show. I heard the shower turn off after a few minutes and then the door opened. Sherry came out in a large hotel towel wrapped around her body and looked refreshed.. She had chosen her short, red-plaid, schoolgirl's skirt, a white satin blouse, silicon falsies tits and bra, and a pair of red patent-leather over the knee-boots with 5-inch heels, and a red leather collar that I loved to wear, with "CUNT" lettered on it in bright, chrome letters. Kelli quickly helped me dress. My cock was near bursting at the thought that my own, sexy, slut daughter was going to be my mistress and Domme. My pending scenario made the pre cum flow from my cock as we went about.