”I was hard just thinking about her again. “I’ll make it up to you, dad, tomorrow night,” she told me as she said goodbye.My thoughts turned t... Liz. ‘I’ll have her to fuck instead,’ I thought. It perked me up for the rest of the day but again I was to be disappointed when I got home. Liz was sat at her dressing table doing her hair up when I went upstairs to get changed. She was dressed in a black lacy bra and panty set and also had on stockings. She glanced at me standing in the doorway. She might even be married with ten kids. Suddenly, I felt someone walk behind me, and I turned to see the Maitre d’ preceding someone down the aisle. As I watched, she followed him about ten paces behind. I caught my breath and may have even let out a small noise — I don’t know because my mind was occupied with her. As I watched, and the Maitre d’ gestured to an empty table, she paused, appeared to think for a moment and said something to him. As I saw her start to turn, I diverted my face and. .. I-I mean ... yes, Mistress could..."She stepped forward on trembling legs. She pulled the covers over Melinda and lay a hand against her little sister's cheek. Melinda murmured something in her sleep and turned over on her side. Her breath remained quickened, her legs occasionally twitching under the covers.Heather stumbled back and fell to the edge of her bed. She let out a ragged sigh and felt as if she had achieved some sort of small victory, even as guilty as it made her feel.Heather. "Hey, don't I get a spot?," I asked."Nope! My house, my couch," he joked, with a grin on his face.Loving our casual ribbing I retorted, "Fine, I can just sit right here."I positioned myself in front of him on the couch, lying down so that my back was to him and my face was to the TV. Both of us on our sides, he had his own back against the back of the couch. Instead of finally relinquishing and sitting up, he stayed as he was and instead hit play on the movie. He then rested his hand on my.