.." he started.I waited, but when he didn't continue, I asked, "Promise you what?" Promise me that you will just sit there and think about everything ...hat's happened since you met me. Promise me that you will carefully think about your answers to my questions, and that you will be honest with both yourself - and me," he begged."You're scaring me. What's wrong?" I asked, forcefully."Promise me," he begged.Something was seriously wrong if he was acting like this."Promise me," he begged. I heard him give a quiet moan and continued up the stairs. Then that night, he was stood in the kitchen making dinner. It was pretty hot and I had a jacket over my vest. Once I started to sweat enough that my vest became even more see through, I took it off. My nipples were completely in my dad's view and he couldn't look away. I went up to him and gave him a hug and I knew that when he looked down, all he'd be able to see was my boobs. "What do you want to do tonight?" I asked seductively. He. Thank you.” Andy smiled awkwardly and Danielle allowed her skirt to fall back into place as she wiggled her hips from side to side. “Well Andy I would like to offer you a job as our sales assistant.” “Wow! Thank you Danielle. You won’t regret it.” “I’m sure I won’t Andy. Would you mind signing this document?” “Is it my contract of employment?” Said Andy. “It is.” Andy read it, and then pointed to a particular paragraph. “What’s this mean?” He asked. “It’s called a lock out clause. It means you. “Same with me but my pussy may have cum in it and it might not be Dan’s.”“I don’t care just as long as I can love your pussy.”Dan re-adjusted the rear-view mirror as they shared more kisses, caressed a revealed breast and fingers explored the others pussy.“Maybe we should go home,” Dan teased.“Later, we need to have more sexy fun in public,” Susan said.Dan parked at the Convention Centre and asked the girls to leave their coats in the car. Inside, they each held his hand as the ceramic floor.