Forgetting anybody else is on the dance floor.As our tongues entangle together, our kisses become more passionate, and I whisper in your ear, that I w...nt you!My hand begins to cup your breast, rubbing the material, but I can feel your nipple growing hard.As I lick your neck, you begin to moan, grinding your hips into mine!Once again our tongues explore each other’s mouth.I begin to run my hands over your hips, feeling the soft material of your short black dress.Then a fast song begins to play. Let’s see what it feels like! Hurry up, Dad!”For three weeks we experimented. I was utterly happy and completely satisfied. I wanted no one else. Sia was enough.However, events took an unexpected turn that tested me. Jasmin had become a staple in our house, arriving every Friday after school with Sia. I liked having her around. She was a beautiful girl, both physically and emotionally. Week by week she lost the emotional distance she’d had. She hugged me frequently, became almost as sassy as. "You'll have to forgive him, sir," My pretty wife began to her new boss, "he's a little dim." Yes, I've no idea what I was thinking hiring him in the first place..." He remarked.I just bowed my head, submissively accepting my fate."First order of business, bend over for me!" He instructed my wife."Oooh yes sir!" She eagerly agreed, bending forward laying over his desk.He pulled her short skirt up over her hips, revealing her gorgeous well-rounded firm yet smooth to the touch bumcheeks in a. "Lisa looked at her with a smile and asked, "Well?" She was right," then quickly added, "But don't ever tell her I said that!"They were both laughing about that."How old were you when you finally 'got him'?" Lisa asked.Dee smiled and replied, "Fifteen. But I was almost sixteen. I sort of forced mom into leaving me with him when she had to go over to Asia to work for a year." She paused to take a sip of her drink, "Mom knew what I was after, and still did it."Dee laughed, "She said she couldn't.