Clear so far?”“Yes, Daddy.”I had been in touch with friends and colleagues at the university she attended and I had been checking up on Joanna, ...nd a sorry tale it was too. This was why I was not entirely surprised that she was at home. She had wasted her time there, attending few lectures and generally partying and having a good time. At my expense. Don’t get me wrong here, students should do these things, but they should also do some work. Joanna hadn’t, and so she had been sent home to. It was the dress I had noticed Sarah wearing on New Years Eve last year. It was a halter dress, of stretchy fabric, black with a sparkly design throughout, and a long slit up both sides. It was absolutely stunning. I immediately knew this was what I would wear this evening. I hung it on the back of the door, and headed for the lingerie drawer once again.I pulled out a low back black satin bra, and a pair of satin thong panties, I love thongs. I love the feeling of something between my ass. ‘MMMMMMMMMMMM’ she replied while licking her lips. ‘Coming right up.’ The playful bantering back and forth with him was entertaining to her and just a little attractive. She had no real interest in him because she knew he would be just like all the other men from her past, but he was attractive and she was thankful for that. The great majority of all the other men at the bar were middle-aged or beyond and not attractive to her at all. She handed the young man his shot and said, ‘Three slippery. I couldn't be sure what he was doing, but she was giggling and I heard a squeak from their direction. I snuck my hand behind the popcorn in my sister's lap and rubbed, inspiring her to say, "Harder Chris—my pussy has been wet for a couple of hours—go ahead, go inside my skirt—it's OK?"I moved my hand from where it was and unbuttoned the bottom buttons of her blouse, and dropped my hand inside the waistband, inside her panties—finding wetness. I checked as usual when I decided to go hunting in.