"Well I hope you know that I am not gay." Of course I do now." But then we have continued to do things?" I said with a questioning look."Yes, ... mayb... it is the hormones, but I admit that I really started to like it. It made me feel wanted again. It has been such a long time and was the reason I had sex and ended up pregnant."There were tears in her eyes and I pulled her close to me. "I guess I was in the right place at the right time." Or the wrong place at the right time," she said and. " What! I give five star service don't I?"I could hear Anita softly laughing and it was a full minute before she could answer."Ok Paul, that would be delightful, my aggressive lover... you're too good to me."Anita and I found a cabaret restaurant, the food was average but a small theatre group who were excellent, entertained us.Our last hours together were fast slipping away as I hailed a taxi and we headed back to my apartment.We held hands in the taxi and Anita rested against my shoulder, I. You ask about it and want to know whether it hurts. I explain that I had a major k**ney operation some ten years earlier, and that it occasionally aches if I overt exert the muscles on that side. Rather sweetly, I think, you drop to your knees and kiss all along the length of the scar from the middle of my back to where it ends just below my naval, before continuing down to lick head of my cock.I pull you to your feet, and whisper, "Not yet, there is time enough for you to pleasure me. But. “Oh I thought I’d just hang around the pool the rest of the day. Care to join me daddy?” I asked him seductively. “Go ahead honey, I’ll join you later.” Daddy replied. “Ok, suit yourself but I'm trying out a new bikini and I was hoping to see if you liked it or not.” I teased him as I gave him a sexy side profile as I scurried out of the kitchen up the stairs to my bedroom. Once in my room, I peeled off my clothes and stood there in my sexy panties and bra looking into my full length changing.