As I peek at my Daddy masturbating to the thought of peeping between my legs in the living room, I begin to touch my pussy from outside of my little s...orts. I put my finger in my mouth and wish it was my Daddy's dick. As I tried to move into a more comfortable position I push the door closed. Oh No! Now Daddy knows I was out here watching him. He knows how dirty of a little girl I am but he is always running away to masturbate, resisting me. Daddy calls me into the bathroom while he is standing. As I didn't know what to say and I didn't want her to know that I was embarrassed I just nodded my head and smiled. "Okay, you go on now big boy" Susan said with laughter and then turned around and started to run up the stairs. I followed her with my eyes for the first steps and just when I was going to bend over to untie my shoelaces I saw that the towel started to fall off her. Of course I couldn't move my eyes now. Susan noticed what was going on and she managed to catch the towel before she. “Well, you showing it off now?” John asked.“Yes, I love it John, thank you so much,” I replied.Then a little while later we ate dinner and they left after wards. Then we were both in the bedroom as I was just in my bra and underwear and he was feeling my stomach again. I was still wearing the bracelet.“I love my wife, and I liked to keep her happy, and not just physically,” John said.“I know, this was just unexpected,” I replied right before we kissed again.Then we cuddled some more. I still. ”“I am engaged.”“So? We are all allowed to flirt. Your friend is flirting with that dark-haired guy. He is flirting back. I flirt. You can flirt too. None of us need Ryan’s permission.”I laugh, of course flirting isn’t a sin. “I thought I was Nat’s wingman. Not vice versa.”“You need her help to flirt with me, Fleur?”Wistfully remembering Phoebe and my naivety, “No, but...”“Oh God, sorry if I touched a raw nerve.”“Just someone in my past.”Andie’s hand is instantly on mine. “Hey, my Dad keeps.