As I walk over to the stove, I begin unbuttoning the front of my dress and it slips from my body to show him the creme colored corset that I got espec...ally for him. I hear his intake of breath as he takes in the laced edges and ribboned back and then his arms are around me, pinning me up against the counter next to the stove. His hands strip the now-drenched panties from my body and before my gasp even reaches my lips he is inside me, thrusting deep and hard.He is growing harder and longer with. I was still horny as I recalled the whole event. For a short while I wondered how Dad was getting on in their bedroom.I watched as his spunk flowed down my body over my belly and pussy and drip onto the shower cubicle floor. I grabbed the shower gel and worked it into my hair, removing all signs of the slut puppy that I had just become.My mind started to wander and I thought of the first time that my Dad and I fucked. I guess I was always a horny young girl, but since I turned sixteen it just. If she was attempting humour, she failed. At interview the HR Manager introduced me, ‘This is Chris Harper, Customer Services Manager. Chris will….’ ‘Christine Harper’ she interrupted, holding out a hand. A firm handshake. Business like. Eye contact all the time. A pregnant pause. Must be my turn to speak…Finally, I blurted ’Pete Beech. Nice to meet you’.‘Peter, please take a seat’ she said.Peter? Only my grandma calls me Peter! Oh I get it. She’s introduced as Chris and comes back with. To muffle her screams, my sister had buried her mouth into the hollow as the base of my neck, and now I could feel the vibrations as she let her release become vocal, her hips twitching as she involuntarily tried to milk the last of my essence from me. After a little over a minute, she suddenly relaxed and went limp as she diverted all her energy to cling to me, almost like a desperate bid to hold onto reality. We lay together like that for several minutes, our euphoria enveloping both of us.