If she said "no," it would have been okay, though my Daddy would have been disappointed and probably kick her out. Not to mention he would probably fo...bid me to see her, seeing how she broke the "deal" we had in this three-way relationship. You break the rules, you disobey Daddy, you get punished. Period. If you don't like that, you are free to leave the arrangement anytime, but I won't be able to date you anymore. But my girlfriend complied because she was very kinky too and enjoyed. Caitlin answered by standing up. She stared down at me. And without a word, she slid out of her bikini bottoms. They slid down her creamy white thighs. I was staring at her legs. A bit of weight on them but not heavy or fat. Just sexy as fuck. She stood there, not saying a word. She was just staring at me. Caitlin then reached around and pulled off her bikini top and stood there. I sat there staring at her. She didn't say anything. She stood there naked.As I felt my dick getting incredibly hard. In fact he was freezing, the day the coldest he could remember for some time. He had spent some time looking unsuccessfully for his hat, and as a result he and Imogen had been the last to leave the school. His feet were numb inside his boots. A gust of wind seemed to go right through him and he pulled his coat tighter and thrust his hands into his pockets."I suppose so," said Imogen."You suppose so?" said Neville. "It's bloody freezing! How can you not be cold? You're not even wearing a proper. But those days were long gone, and I had traded my noble-but-poor defender of the underclass gig for a ridiculously overpaid defender of the wealthy one. In actual point of fact, it was probably better characterized as "Defender of the sons and daughters of the wealthy who do something stupid and wish to be spared the consequences thereof," but that doesn't really fit well on a business card.So it was with something less that eagerness in my heart and a spring in my step that I made my way back.