I get there early, get out of my vehicle and get in Daddy's. The people in the parking lot don't know he's my Daddy but they notice I get to school e...rly Tuesday and Thursday nights, get out of my vehicle and get in his. I am always wearing something Daddy would approve of - always skirts or dresses, very proper, except sometimes I wear stockings that are a little different, with designs that maybe a slut would wear. Daddy reprimands me for this when I do it, but he also likes it. I can. They dressed in casual clothes and went for a walk to see the shops. Jim saw another couple across the road, they seemed similar. A bus passed and Jan had pulled him into the shopping centre. Around ten minutes later Jan noticed the couple in a shoe shop. She looked at her, this time Jim pulled Jan away looking at some ship models. They walked across the road to a coffee shop down some seven steps. They sat with their back to the door. The room was busy with customers.A waiter asked as the shop. I mean, you saw us together. I would hope that you could see that it was a lot more than just sex.”“Yeah it was. I have never experienced that either. Too much input! I need time to think.”“Well before you run off, screaming into the night, let me give you something else to think about.”“Oh shit! I’m gonna die!”Erin laughed and directed me to the couch in the living room. She slowly removed her shoes and set them by the front door. She then began to pull her bar polo shirt out of her pants and. There's no problem.” He moves his mouth back to my tender nipple and sucks again. God, god I want him inside me. My heart pounds and my treasonous pussy throbs with it. “I can't,” I whisper. “You're so good-looking. I can't trust you.” He stares back down at me. There is something hypnotic about it. He hasn't stopped rubbing the front side of his naked cock against my wet pussy lips. “O.k. You have two choices.” The voice is firm. I'm guessing it's his boardroom negotiating voice. “We can stop.