While I selected some very naughty clothes to model for John, little did I realize how on display I would be later. Or how much my body would enjoy it...I arrived home, and John had a nice glass of wine waiting on me, along with having drawn me a nice warm bubbly bath. He kissed me deeply, then told me to slip into my bath and pamper myself while he got everything ready for later. The soothing bath along with the delicious wine should have been very relaxing, but for some reason my body was too. It was the first time we had a chance to be alone and talk today. Brad had been out late last night, and I was zonked out from swimming, canoeing and our afternoon session in bed and was asleep when he came back and got in bed.The following day I could not help but ask, “So how did it go with Barbara last night?”“We have a problem, Mom.”“Oh my god, her father didn’t catch you, did he?”“I wish that were it. Then I think we would know how to handle it.”“You used a condom, didn’t you?”“Let me. Kneading her strong muscles I became a bit more daring and slid my foot even further between her legs forcing her thick thighs completely open and feeling the edge of her skimpy matching white thong, which at this point I was guessing was basically transparent due to the effects of the water on the white material. As my toe traced the her panty line I could tell she had shaved herself bald. I imagined what her pussy looked like hiding behind that small piece of material which made my cock jump. ''Look I need to find my daughter, if there is anything you can tell me about this man, what dose he look like, what was he wearing. What did he say to her that would make her go with him? I have to fine my sweet girl, I need her so much, God I love her so much, I would die if I couldn't have her again.'' Rather it was guilt, lust or love, it was clear that Jack was a lot more then just a worried father. 'My god the little tramp is sleeping with her dad.' Leland thought to himself. The very.