I thought that my perfect life had started, with no money worries, I could stay at home and turn the small cottage that we had rented, into a home. I ...ould straighten up the house; go shopping for groceries or things for our home and then hurry back home and cook a meal for the two of us. During the evening we would snuggle up on the couch and watch TV and make out. Then off to bed for another night of great sex. The nights of passion had the desired effect, 2 years later our son was born. Now. The piano was a small grand and brought gushes of compliments from Jessie who had never played on one. Anne-Marie told her it was the only precious thing she brought from France. The French woman looked younger than her age and was quite striking in a simple straight blue cotton dress which hugged her slim waist by a thin white chain. Her hair, like Jessie’s, was down to her shoulders and black with a few white hairs here and there. Jessie liked her immediately. She loved her French accent. He smiled. I undid the second, and he smiled more broadly. I unbuttoned the third and the fourth, and then all of them. I looked down and saw my breasts swelling out from under the bra I was wearing. I could feel my nipples pushing against the fabric. I was disgusted with myself. I couldn't believe my body was responding to this new humiliation."Keep going, Kimberly," he said crudely, "I want to see your tits."I slipped my blouse from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I unhooked the. ”“Yes daddy, we promise.”Over the years we’ve had a lot of fun camping with our family but this was going to be different. There was only going to be Beaver and me this time and we wanted to go somewhere that was next to a beach and had some facilities. This meant that there would be other people there and we didn’t want loads of kids running around. B and I had been on the internet and found an adults only site that met the other criteria. It was just over 100 miles away but daddy said that we.