I was an innocent and naïve not at all aware what was on the mind of a man his age. One day when I was walking past his house, he was outside washing...his car and called me over. So I walked up his drive thrilled he called out to me. He had such a wonderful deep voice. I loved listening to him talk. He asked , “Hey princess, how ya doing? I was wondering if you could do a really big favor for me?” “Sure”, I responded rather eagerly. “Well, you see I am going away for the weekend and have. The girls were walking into town, with us guys just behind them chatting and I must admit as I looked at my wife she did look very sexy in pigtails, a white shirt which was undone but with the shirt tails tied just under her tits, which were looking very perky in a push up bra, a short pleated skirt that just about covered her bum, black hold up stockings and stiletto’s. It was a bit of a revelation; she looked like a naughty schoolgirl, which was unusual for my wife as she didn’t dress. He was a good-looking boy, and affable, but he'd just never caught onto book learning and was a fairly useless human being other than for general lug work.Carrie thought of her father James as a wonderfully gracious and loving man, a sugary-sweet parent who always revered her and let her have whatever she wanted and who was able to keep up with her in literary conversation... but who was really soft and submissive and ought to be licking her feet. Her dad was a smart and conversive subby who. I knew it was wrong, but with cock straining against my trousers, I started gently running my hands over her body.After a few minutes she started to stir and I started to panic. As she woke I tried to hide the massive bulge in my trousers and act as if nothing was happening. It took a couple of minutes for her to come to and she looked at me with a puzzled look on her face as she saw she was just in her underwear. I explained that she had fallen asleep and that I had carried her up to bed and.