Charlotte was cuddled under her blanket, snuggled into her pillow. I stepped to the bed and looked down on her, and for the first time ever, saw my da...ghter as an alluring female, not my girl. Ashamed of the rush that tickled my nuts I stepped back from the bed where my bare foot stepped on something cool and rubbery. I looked down to see the dildo poking from under my toes. I picked it up gingerly then did something that shamed me even more. I put her play prick to my nose to see if I could. . well, it was disgusting, she knew that.So why was it suddenly so appealing to her?As her friend stared, Lily nervously made her way over to the bar.“Hey,” the rat-faced man polishing glasses grunted, a leer appearing on his face as he scanned her body. “You here for a job?”“No,” Lily said, a shudder of heat passing through her body at the thought. “Greg told me to deliver this.”She handed over the package, and the sleazy-looking bartender’s eyes lit up.“Gimme that,” he said, snatching it from. I immediately allowed them in and learnt that the lady was his wife.Deenu, as I would call him, used to study with me in the village primary school, before I was shifted to a boarding school, but was about 4-5 yrs older to me. I learnt from him that he used to do petty jobs in the village after completing his BA. After his marriage with Sallu about 6 months back he found it difficult to economically support his family & petty quarrels between his wife & mother compelled him to leave the village. Her legs met at a shapely, pronounced bottom, covered snugly by tights and a white leotard. The tight piece of clothing was wrapped around a slender waist before bulging out once more around a prominent pair of perky breasts. In pretty much any other context, her firm yet supple C-cup breasts would have considered an asset, and the combination of her petite but perky build and her gorgeous flaming red hair would have made her desirable to pretty much anyone in the room, but as it stood, for.