She was still arousing to be around, both visually and olfactorily, but seeing her in those pajamas had been especially enticing.“Well, I got the jo... done,” I admitted, still facing away from her. “Although, I probably shouldn’t tell you anything about it, in case you’re ever questioned. It’s best if you don’t have to lie about knowing.”“Oh.” She nodded, her expression serious as she walked closer. “Yeah, that makes sense.” She then abruptly stepped behind me and wrapped her arms around my. It’s her turn to drive.After she drove for a while, I said, “Maybe we should look for a place to live where people don’t know that we’re father and daughter.”That almost caused her to swerve out of the fast lane. “Do you mean that ... James?”“With all my heart,” I said giving her a kiss on the cheek.“Are we there yet?” came from the back of the car, again followed by giggles.You would think, with Delia and Sarah being only two years apart that they would be closer than they are. They were until. I'm game" she said.I stood there, feeling my dick start to grow. Trying to hide it, feeling my face grow red, I had no luck at all. It just wasn't possible. I was so horny, I couldn't control it.My step-daughter, about 125 pounds, petite, and wearing a two-piece bikini that would stop traffic, stood there looking at me. It was near impossible to take my eyes off her big boobs. Christ, I always knew Marissa had a chest on her. But I'd never seen her in something so tiny, and God did it show off. ." Bonnie," I reassuringly while taking her hand from across the table "I admire the vision. That was a great move. You saw an opportunity and you went after it. But, what really impresses me is that little insurance policy you took out on me."Bonnie removed her hand from mine and finished her wine still avoiding eye contact."I don't know what you mean." She said softly"Sure you do, after my first night out, went OK but I didn't follow all of your instructions, you figured I needed a little.