I replayed the events that just happened over again in my head but instead of Max, it was me between my daughters young legs. Eventually I passed into...a deep sleep not even bothering to cover my now flaccid cock, or the cum mess I made.As you would probably assume the next morning when I woke up all I could think about was the night before. All day in fact it was all I could think about. I, however had to act normal. The rest of the weekend went about normal. Except on Saturday and Sunday night. "Mum?" Yes, sweety, come in." Can I have a word?" Of course. What's up?" She had a pretty good idea it was Simon."I've just been talking to Simon on the phone. He told me he loves me." What about you?" I think I love him but it seems too quick." Tell me more."Joanna repeated their conversation ending up, "I don't know what to do." She burst into tears.Emma held her gently. "I think you do, sweety," she said softly after a while. "You're going to cancel next weekend and spend it with Simon. She looked happy to see him as well as looking damn good he thought.Inviting him inside she said, “Thanks for coming, I hope you like corn beef as I made some Rueben sandwiches.”“Yes I do and if I my say so you look very nice.”Joan thanked him for saying that and escorted him to kitchen where she served him the sandwich along with a diet soda.There was some small talk as they ate but he could feel the sexual tension that was in the air as they conversed. She mentioned that her husband was. Although his wife hated most things about life in the wilds, she had always seemed to be fond of the horse. That pleased Wood--who hadn't the faintest idea of just how fond of that horse his wife was, and in what manner."I'll be back in a couple of hours," he said."Take your time," said Michelle.Wood went out. Michelle sat in the chair, waiting until she heard the Jeep start up and drive away, bouncing over the rough road. Then a smile brightened her face. She drew the hem of her skirt higher.