He never lets go of her hand. She smiles at him thinking she is so lucky. They talk about school, classes, family, and have a few laughs. A totally pe...fect dinner. They enjoy dinner and decide to look at the dessert menu.He asks, “What do you want for dessert, Becky?”“The chocolate mousse looks good,” she answers.He raises his hand and orders, "Chocolate mousse with two forks."She looks into his eyes, seeing something different about him. They share the chocolate mousse, eyes never leaving one. She undid the first button, then the second, then the third, and finally the fourth, leaving my crotch gaping open. She unclasped the top button and slowly pulled my jeans down to my knees. I sat there, speechless, breathing heavy, and waiting to be taught some lessons by an obviously experienced older woman. Well, what have we got here? squealed Claire. She gawped down at what was now a rock solid cock pulling up my underwear like a tent pole. I too was somewhat impressed with the state I was. .. and I trust and believe in you too.”He swept her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom where he set her gently down.She beamed up at him, full of love, excitement and ... She was not quite sure what. Expectation or slight fear? Neither mattered. For the first time ever she was going to make love, truly make love not hopefully or just lustfully but with all her heart.Everything that followed fulfilled that feeling. Terry took her in his arms and quietly and gently told her his love.. "Time to get everything unloaded and wash up for dinner." I'm come, come, coming, Da, Da, Daddy!" Kathy screamed as Christi made a final lap around her carnal course."Oh," Daddy smiled, "and thanks for the show on the way home, girls. It was great." Anytime Daddy-Master," Christi blushed and her mood clip, again, glowed a bright cherry red."Christi!" Kathy teased, "if I didn't know better, I'd say you have a crush on someone. Should I be jealous?" Well, he is your dad, sweetheart, it's not like.