I saw her to a cab. Kissed her willing, open mouth goodbye, squeezed her now naked arse through her skirt, and she was gone. Leaving me to ponder what...might have been, with a raging hard on. Her screwed up panties were like a sweet ache in my pocket.When I got back to my flat, I undressed, took a shower, and lay on my newly made bed which I had prepared for her. I was still hard and couldn't resist laying her soft panties over my aching cock. They were still damp from being up inside her, I. I stammered and stuttered and mumbled something like “Well… I…” and with that fatherly air of superiority that we dads all seem to have, said “I mean, I’m sure I wouldn’t know, uh, “ She actually giggled then, at my obvious confusion and said “And Dad?” she grinned mischievously, “I love the smell of it.” I couldn’t look at her, but she sighed and went on. “Look at me, Dad.” She said, suddenly a bit more serious. I could feel my cheeks burning and knew I must have looked like a flaming. Please be careful,I still think you should turn yourself in, Tracy PS - I like you as abrunette."Silly, stupid bitch! I had to assume that the FBI and the policewere still monitoring her emails. Not only had she pinned me to thewall as Norman Wolf's killer, her catty comments about my expensiveclothes and jewelry might even have tipped them off about my stolenmillions. Not only that, she'd alerted the authorities to the factthat I was still disguised as a woman, down to the color of myhair.... ‘I’d be delighted to Bill’. He got to his feet and headed into the villa. I glanced at my watch … I’ll give it 5 minutes I said to myself. I was in bare feet and walked quietly across the lounge to the door of the kitchen. Sue was at the sink and David had his arms wrapped round her. Her head was to one side and tilted back. David was kissing her neck which she loves and his hands were wandering freely over her body. I became instantly hard. ‘Oh David that’s so nice’ murmured Sue as she reached.