As the guys helped me onto killers lap, somebodies hand grabbed my right breast for balance. My dress had rode up a few inches exposing my stocking to...s. I had a little difficulty getting my dress down because it was so wet. I'm sure the boys got an eyeful.After a few minutes the guys broke out some beers and offered one to me. I didn't want to seem unappreciative and was still steaming mad at Joe so I accepted the beer.Tony said they were stopping off at his house to get some more beer and. So they set up a meeting and mini-tour of the house for the next day. Marie tried to imagine what it might be like to live platonically with a man. Aside from her father, the only men she had lived with were boyfriends. Would there be sexual tension? If there were, would it be too much for them? Would they find it too difficult to do anything but go at each other anytime they were home? Would their sexual relationship disintegrate after just a month and then find them living out some kind of. To not look guilty, my head turned back. "Oh, hi, Mr. Gladwell. I'm just taking a small break from the sleepover, your daughter talks a mile a minute," I explained. "Oh, is that so?" he wondered. "Yes," I whispered. "I could use some company, if you are interested," he put on the record. As a slight crush had already came upon me on this single dad, the opportunity couldn't be resisted. The detail of why he caught me out there stayed with me. Both butts met with the bed, and chit chat began.. I sat on the floor in front of her and bent over to kiss the top of her foot, one then the other."Stand up," she said.I did, standing quiet and still in front of her. She reached out and undid my pants, then dropped them and to my feet and I stepped out of them. I was wearing pink panties, my hardening cock evident through the thin silky material."Very nice," she said, her hand touching me, one finger tracing the length of my shaft.I gasped with pleasure. "Sit," she said, and I did, at her feet.