She had asked her father’s permission to let Donna come to the city each weekend to work on the project. He had hesitated when she told him it could...take up to six months of Donna spending her weekends in the city with their daughter. He had reluctantly agreed wanting to support his daughter in her pursuit of a degree and career. He didn’t let her know how lost he felt last weekend with his wife gone and him being alone. Instead he sucked it up and took the opportunity to try and shed some. His erection steadied, proud against his dressing gown and quite obvious to Emma. But the look of adoration and wonderment in her eyes as she looked at him gave all the licence he needed.As he wiped more carefully his fingers strayed from the cloth and felt their way along the soft lips of her pussy. He wondered if all girls' pussy's were so red until he recalled once again the dreadful cries that had awakened him, made him race to his door. He remembered standing with the door opened less than. Eventually, he pulled away and stepped out from behind the drivers’ booth. He was already hard, she could see through his trousers. With a lurch of pleasure, she realised where this was going to end. She reached down and caressed him through the thin material. He groaned and pulled her, roughly this time, into another intense kiss. His hands found her breasts through the cotton of her shirt, and he pinched her nipples, hard. She whimpered into his mouth. He pulled away and grabbed his coat out. I moved into the men's room apartments about a year ago. It's been a pretty nice apartment for the money now that I'm retired. It is a great group of guys. I came back in after hanging out outside with the guys. We walked down to the liquor store and bought some cigars and beer. We sat on the benches out front most of the night. It was a warm night. I wore my red button up shirt. jean shorts. Some red sheer socks. My tassel loafers. After a cigar and a few beers I head in for the night. When I.