There is a counter between us. I sit on a raised stool and you can only see me from the waist up. I do wear sweaters a lot and often get guys lingerin... to look at my breasts. It was my regular guy who visited me once at work. A busy day with lots of people passing. We talked a bit and he had this bright idea.He wanted to enter my booth and pretend he was fixing something, and then when he got the chance, he would move beneath the counter. I was wet in seconds. Crazy with the idea. I let him in. Don’t hide from it. But, also, don’t let it be who you are. Who you are, the you that lives inside that very attractive covering, is even more beautiful, and that is the more-important facet of Beth Williams. Don’t be embarrassed by compliments. Don’t ever get to the point at which you think that you are perforce due those compliments, but don’t be embarrassed by them.”I couldn’t help it. My eyes started leaking. “Daddy,” I whimpered, then stood and forced my way onto his lap, buried my head. " I answered."Thank you. But that's not what I meant when I said I need you." To show me what she meant she reached up and kissed me. Then she started to take off her clothes.After we were both naked, she spread her body out on the bed. I ran my hands over her perfectly formed breasts, all the way down to her waist and grabbed hold of her ass. I started to move down so I could play with her neatly trimmed mound. But she stopped me."No foreplay, I need you inside me." She pleaded. I started to. For now, she had refused to have the baby's sexrevealed whenever she went to have an echo cardiogram at the hospital,even if the desire was there.During half term, the children had to make do with plenty of time athome. Shopping for groceries was left till the evening when John cameback from work. It did mean that Michael had to get dressed as a boytoo.But as for his girls clothes, he was starting to get a good number ofitems to choose from. John and Liz had even bought him some new.