She drank. "I want to watch you fuck Dan."Renee choked, almost spitting a mouthful of red wine across the room. When she gained her composure, she sai..., "What?" Yesterday. I came seven times just thinking about you two together."Renee shook her head. "Seven?" She shook her head a second time."What's the matter? Dan not good enough for you?" Ah, shit, girl. Don't go there. Nothing to do with that. Dan is fine." Her eyes unfocused, she paused, thinking. "Really fine." A bottle of wine tone. FUCK! The second I entered her, I’d come. SHIT, I want to fuck my daughter! HELP!’ He covered his head with the towel, drying his hair, trying to block out his desires.An hour later, she’s showered and finally ready to go get breakfast. He didn’t dare get room service as that would have left him with nothing to do but look at her. In public, he could control himself, and hopefully, she could control herself. That wasn’t to be.She took his hand as they went down to the restaurant. He felt. I didn’t know what to say, so I scoffed, “You’ve drawn a pretty picture, but where’s the surprise?” “Undress,” he commanded simply.If this was some sort of game I would not be the first to throw in the towel. I seized the pleated hem of the cream creation that I had chosen for this meeting, tugged it over my head, and dropped it in a puddle on the floor leaving only blotted lace panties and black pumps. For the first time as a woman, I stood naked before a man. It was his turn for surprise,. “I just wanna get the fire goin'.” “I know you do, babe. So do I. Don't you worry, I got this.” Sam comes back into the small cabin with his hands filthy from his work on the fire. “I just need to find the matches. You know where they are at?” “Umm… I think the last I saw some was in the basket with the keys and stuff.” I know we're running low on them and decide to text our friend Kenny, and ask him to bring some with him. Digging my phone out of my back pocket, I slide my thumb over the.