" I closed my eyes. "I will be here." I didn't see him lean into kiss me, so his lips on mine made me stiffen. It only encouraged him. He sucked on my...upper lip and then my lower lip. He ran the tip of his tongue along the crease. His lips were so much softer than those of my husband. I ached with want, but still didn't open my mouth for him. He chuckled. "What's your forename?" he asked. "Anne." He kissed my lips again softly and smirked, backing away. "Until tomorrow, Anne." He let himself. I saw how he looked at me and stole glances when he thought I wasn’t paying attention. Now I think I knew what his plan would be. I only wished he wouldn’t be thinking what I was thinking.“Hold on Craig, am I getting the wrong idea about something right now? ““What are you suggesting Ashley?”“I mean you realize I’m kind of like your daughter right?”“Please Ashley, you and I know we are in no way related.”“What’s that supposed to mean?”“I have a plan, something that will work out for the both of. What a feeling.” She dropped her head and raised it, again looking at dad. “His is growing inside me. Thicker. Longer. Constantly spurting pre-cum. They fuck … ewwwww, nnnnnnnnn … like jack-hammers … mmmmmm … with no regard for subtlety or tenderness.”I interrupted, “Dad, come over to the side here and see what’s happening. What is going to invade your wife’s pussy. Let me lift his tail. Like this attention, mom?”“God, this is so embarrassing.”Tim interjected, “But that’s the idea of this isn’t. I’m sorry you don’t feel well.”“I’ll be OK. I’m sorry we can’t be together today.”“It’s OK, I’ll be here waiting when you feel better,” I smiled.I leaned in to give her a little peck, but her eyes widened and she shrank back.“Oh, Jake, I haven’t brushed,” she covered her mouth shyly.I settled for touching her hand.“I love you,” I said tenderly to her.Her face gained a little color and she immediately looked a little better.“I love you too,” she smiled tenderly. “Come back and see me Monday,.