I knew it would be a tangledmess to deal with later on, but I didn't care. I walked out of thebathroom just in time to see Kayleigh and Danny jump apa...t like they hadbeen electrocuted. Even if I hadn't seen anything, the rustling ofKayleigh's petticoats would have given away the sudden movement.I stuffed my Belle dress and all of the accessories into a garment bag anddumped it on the floor. Without saying anything I sat down with a pen andpaper and started writing."Dear Jack,I am so sorry about. My wife is still at work so I return to my office with Becky's panties and put them in my desk drawer and get back to work. My mind however is not on my work but what had just happened. I was wondering what she was going to do. Was she going to tell my wife or her husband or use it blackmail me. My mind was running wild with different idea's. I opened my desk drawer and pulled out her panties and sniffed the crotch again. My cock got instantly hard. So I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. “Father, you know I have other interests, now.” Then I added, “Father, I needed the time. I had to get away. I was in too much pain. Surely you can understand that.”Apparently not. “Son, you can’t escape your duties. How your grandfather put up with it, I don’t know, but he is dead now it’s time you returned to your responsibilities.” That was like another twist of the knife.Now was the time to select the lure for my trap and bait it.“Father, you know how I feel, and my grandfather was very. The house opened up to her as her voice flowed out to fill every nook. It’s been so long since I could see like that. She was young at the time, and her mind always felt fuzzy – still did – but somehow it seemed like she didn’t belong in the house. Everyone had a purpose there, she’d learned that quite quickly. There were the gardeners, the maids, the cooks and kitchen hands, the stableboys, drivers, menders. Then there was Paetin and Sire Mastro, overseeing it all. So where did she fit in.