"Thanks dad. The steak was really good too." Presley said with a smile and wiped her mouth with a napkin. She reached for her own glass and took a lon... sip. She took a deep breath, feeling full and content, and smiled at her father. "I'm guessing dessert would be too much to hope for?" Presley asked mocking."Um, actually, there is cherry pie in the fridge. Marge, Carl's wife, made it." Tom said."Thank god for Carl." Presley said giggling and raised her glass. "May he continue to bring us meat. “We could go into an examining room & you could play with it if you’d like.” But she responded sharply with, “I’m married & I’m here to do my job – NOT play around.” With that he left the matter alone, but the smug little smile she wore told him she knew she turned him on & she enjoyed the attention of seeing him aroused whenever she sat before him. The day came when she brought him into an examining room & closed the door. “It’s too busy out there” she reasoned, yet there were only three. At home as soon as we where in the house I helped her off with her dress. She walked around in just the corset and stockings. I asked if I could eat her pussy? She said no that there wasn't anything to clean up. She said he finished in her ass. I offered to lick her butthole. She said that might feel nice. She laid over the back of the couch and spread her ass cheeks. I bent over and ran my tongue up her crack. There was definitely a trace of male cologne on her. I put my lips over her. "Anyway, I've stayed active and kept up with things. I knew that you'd come back to get me. Why did you go?" Sorry, Al, I just didn't think. I got fed up with the whole ruling thing. I had to go back to a quieter life. I never thought of you; I thought that by taking one part, you'd automatically shut-down. I didn't know you'd still be active." Hey, Boss, don't worry so much, I got along okay, Sorry about your son, though; he was a good guy." Thanks, Al. let's have a few words with my other.