I was horny, and lonely and grumpy. Lying on the bed in my bra and panties, I heard a tap at the door."Come in."My Dad came through the door, "Oops, s...rry. I didn't know you weren't dressed."I laughed, " I'm pretty sure you have seen me in less."He shifted uncomfortably, and said, "I know, but it's really not appropriate. You are a grown woman now."I just laughed at him, and said, "Dad, I might be 18, but I'm still in high school. I'm not grown yet."I saw his eyes wandering over my body, but he. Knowing that both of us had slept with another person for the first time since our sexual relationship started had put me in an uncomfortable situation. I quickly got dressed and left home without even talking to her. Even after returning from college we didn't talk much. I always tried to avoid talking to her as it made me uncomfortable. Also we stopped sleeping together after that night.This went on for about 2 weeks. Emily went out twice with Steve during those 2 weeks and I ended up on. "Lets put you back to bed sweetie." Crystal said."But Mommy, I'm thirsty." I heard her daughter say. "Oh mommy, you look like my pretty doll." Her daughter said."Thank you baby." Crystal said. Crystal's attire was one of her hottest outfits from her brief career as a dancer . A pink bustier and matching micro short skirt, g-string, white stockings and 6" platform pink pumps. She danced at the strip club for about six months. She got her implants three months after Erin Brooks took the stage. Besides, she was amazing for my self-confidence. Obviously I wasn't able to enjoy her company in public and have men, young and old, wonder what "that old guy has got that I haven't?" Money, they'd be thinking. But self-confidence is an internal thing and, as long as I knew I was her "fuck-toy" (at least for the time being), then I was happy. I smiled to myself as I slowed to a stop at a traffic light. Visions of Jennifer on my arm in a full length evening dress that clung to every curve in her.