Lynn was still not home. As I became less hungover, I noticed Lynn’s absence more. I was sitting on the deck, wrapped up in a warm quilt, letting th... clean, fresh air help clear my head. When the clock on the wall rang seven, Erin came out looking for me and I asked her where Lynn was.“Sweetie, she is setting up a surprise for you. One last one for the week.” Erin gave me an evil smile.“Oh shit, please, Erin, no more drinking!” I begged.“No, my love. No drinking.” Erin patted my head.“Promise?”. The first time it happened, she called on a Friday evening asking if I could check in on Haley, telling me she was going out with the girls for a quick drink after work. She had not really done this before, but I suppose she felt comfortable knowing she could count on me to look in on Haley. I told her to enjoy her night, assuring her I would be sure to check in on Haley. That was the first time I made love to Haley on her own bed. It felt so special fucking my little girl on her own canopy. We kissed hard, our tongues dancing with each other. I sucked hers into my mouth and held it there. She seemed to struggle for a brief moment, then let out a soft moan and put her hand on the back of my head pulling me closer to her. I continued into uncharted territory and pulled her shirt down and started to caress her tits and pinch her nipples hard. Her moans were increasing now. My cock was throbbing harder than ever. All of a sudden she got up grabbed my hand and lead me to the bedroom.. I asked where he lived and he told me that he had a summer home on the other side of the village; he had heard about the "young" English lady who had moved to the village last year and said that he would appreciate me helping to carry his food home. After chatting to others in the shop we set off through the old village. Inevitably we chatted from time to time with villagers and reached his home.He had told me that he had been widowed for over ten years and had retired to the coast from the.