Suddenly his hand was on my thigh and moving up and down on my tool, by then hard as a rock.Slowly more people was coming into the cinema and my new f...iend (George, he introduced himself) asked me if I didn't want to come by his office, only a few blocks away, to have a coffee. Office on a Saturday afternoon? Yes, he was working in a new project. There we went, talking about a lot of things but avoiding any reference to what would happen there.As soon as we entered into his office, as suspected. I feel one of the thin straps of my dress slip off my shoulder when I pretend to point to a screen, but I ignore it. When we finish, I turn to face Helen to give her feedback. I notice she is looking at the top of my left breast that is slightly more on show now that the strap fell down.I see that Helen's lips are slightly parted and she looks like she is breathing heavily. I don’t know what comes over me but I reach for the other strap and slide that off my shoulder too. Helen looks up at me,. " Okay," I replied, a little confused."Hey, Daddy, do you remember how I used to sleep between you and Mom?" she asked cheerfully, completely changing the subject.I smiled at that."Yes, I remember. I'm surprised you do." It's pretty vague," she admitted.Relaxing again I let myself put my hand on her lower right thigh, the pale skin as soft as velvet under my fingers, as I recounted the tale, "Yeah, you would come pattering down the hall at six in the morning. I'd grab you with one hand and plop. Oh, your cousins could crew for the trip? How much experience do they have? Oh, I’d say racing off Martha’s Vineyard is pretty good, think I could trust them. They’ve been to the Bahamas on a yacht, been through a few storms. Great. How old are they? All right, I guess. Wouldn’t have a lot of privacy, but we could make up for it once we got there. Yeah, we could sleep five if we have to. Need to update navigation equipment a bit, lay in some spare gear. Also lay our hands on some firepower, I’m.