" I tell you, and you hear the door close shut. I'm behind you now and you can just tell that I'm still groping you with my eyes."That's a nice ass yo...'ve got there," I tell you."What?!?" you ask, wanting to stand up for yourself."I said I like your ass. Why don't you turn around again and show me some more."Now you've had enough. You decide to cut your losses and just go. "I'm leaving," you say, and try to slip past me and get out. But I catch you by the hair easily, pulling you off balance.. He was in a privatebathroom, with a small deep tub filled with warm, if not hot, water. Hewasn't the first person to avail themselves of the bathwater but itstill felt good, better than the cold water bath he had been subjectedto back in Lila's quarters. He lifted himself up slightly, feeling hisbreasts fall naturally against his ribcage again as they left thewater's supporting embrace; odd for that feeling of soft hanging weightto seem the norm for him, but he had now been in this body long. I smirk and loosen the tie of my robe, exposing just a little more of my supple, heavy breasts to him. "Is coffee ready?" I ask him in a low, dulcet tone. God this felt weird, trying to seduce my dad! I'd seen him multiple times, fucking the hell out of my mother, making her pray to gods I'd never eaven heard of. Those were the nights I went back to my room and finger fucked myself until I came, squirting all over my bed and hand.Regaining his composure, he gets up and gets a cup of coffee for. A boxat the local post office to get my mail and packages. I would take mythings on occasion and head to a local hotel and play dress-up andbondage for the day. If I had travel with business, I always had atleast one bag dedicated to my favorite items of the moment. Mycollection grew thanks to eBay until that one day. We had kids and hadsettled into a routine life. We where now in our mid-30's and life washectic. Forget about sex. Between work and kids there was no time orenergy. We tried and I.