”“Yes, baby, yes, you do know what makes me happy. Iwill be your Daddy and take care of you.”***Melody couldn’t hold it back a...y longer; she was goingto cum, she was going to explode at the thought of herDaddy and how wonderful he was and how good he was toher. She loved his cock and how wonderful it made herfeel. Her fingers pumped into her cunt deeper andharder as all these thoughts raced through her head.Her orgasm was building, her body twitching, herbreathing. But first I had to set some ground rules. Sebastian must never find out. And I had to find out more about Ishmael. I’m not a reckless person. “Dear Ishmael. I owe you a debt for awakening my sexual side, and showing me what I want. I am tempted by your offer to fulfill my fantasy but who and what you are is a mystery to me. IF we were to do this, it would be a one-time affair. My husband must never know. I love Sebastian completely. I will never leave him. And I will never cheat on. It was obvious that from where he was standing, her cunt was fully visible, her patch of auburn hair, golden in the sun, open to view. He turned towards the sea, and for a while stood still, watching the waves gently lapping against the beach and the rocks. I was in a dilemma: should I make it clear that I wanted him to move, or should I allow him to continue to admire the view - and I don’t mean the sea view! But you know me, I thrive on other men admiring my wife, and if this was more. She was looking straight at me, I could not figure out the nature of her stare. She popped out the strawberry from her wine, placed between her lips, her tongue encircling the perimeter of the fruit. She took my glass of wine, dropped the strawberry into it and pushed it in my direction. She was drunk, but I was just going to relish the moment. I took the glass, finished the wine, put the strawberry on my mouth and started to tease her, slowly biting the pieces.She rose from her chair and sat.