I revealed it to her. My bhabhi just gave a deaf ear to it. She was not in a position to listen to anything or anyone. And off late even my erotic tho...ghts had been getting the better of me most of the time. So even I felt that this is a chance I should never miss.Now I moved closer to her. She was on my right hand shoulder. I gave a green signal saying,”Bhabhi I am ready but before moving ahead we should come to an agreement that whatever happens between us should be confidential.” She happily. To meine hans kar “yes” keh diya. Usne apna naam “Karan” Bataya. Tab meine bhi apna naam bata diya. “Mei ek Showroom ka owner hun in CP” usne kaha. Then woh mujhse idhar udhar ki baatein karne laga. Mere baare mei poochne par meine bataya ki mei ek student hun of M.Com. Bas baatein hoti rahi aur usne mujhe apne showroom ka address de diya aur apna Mobile Number bhi. Kaha jab marzi contact kar sakti h. Meine same day Sunday ko dopehar baad usse check kiya ki kahin yeh mobile number sahi hai yah. I called Lori about helping me find a place to rent close to the airport which is where I would be working.Lori remembered me from high school, and said that I could stay with her and her roommate until I got settled. I cautioned her that it could be a while, because good places were hard to find, but Lori was totally unconcerned.When I walked into the door of the apartment, the first thing that hit me was how small it was.There were two bedrooms, but they were side by side, with a shared. She let out a moan that was halfway between pain and halfway between pleasure.My dick twitched and throbbed. I sucked in deep breaths as I felt the warmth of my daughter's ass lingering against the palm of my hand. This was insane. Why was I doing this? My hand itched. I had to spank her again. And again.I had to discipline my daughter hard. I cocked back my arm. My fingers twitched and flexed. My heart pounded in my chest. My hand soared down at my daughter's ass. My dick ached. It seemed to.