‘C-can I stay?’ ‘Yes, you can stay.’ She jumped up from the chair, her breasts jiggling, and planted a kiss on his cheek. ‘I’m going to go...clean up in there. Are you,’ she smiled shyly at her feet, ‘coming to bed soon?’ His better judgment demanded that he immediately begin plotting to get his leverage on Rutledge back. Or at least get some new stuff. His penis thought otherwise. ‘I’ll be in there in a minute.’ It wasn’t that he didn’t have other copies. There were three sets. It was that. Sandra noticed her dad looking at her breasts, because they were small she didn't think anyone wanted to look at them let alone her dad. She put it to the back of her mind and went and changed. When she came back down it was dinner time, so her and her parents went and sat at the table. "Your looking good tonight." said her dad. "Do you like what i'm wearing?" She was wearing a low cut summery dress. That gave away a lot of what breasts she had. Her black hair was just let loose coming down to. “Yes, it has been a while for me too.” Sandy said putting her hand on my leg. That is when I realized what she was suggesting. I could not believe it. I had never thought of her in that way. “Do you mean us? Have sex? Here? Now?”“Why not,” she said. “We are both adults and in need. Let’s help each other out.” She said standing up and taking off her clothes.I was shocked. She had already decided. What if I had said no? That thought only lasted a second. I had on sweats, so it only took me a few. Her mouth shivered and quivered and hissed as it drew in breath. Her shoulders shook from side to side before turning away from me as she curled into a fetal position.I raised back up and turned and surveyed the area. No one had seen. No one had observed. No one could give a witness. I became light headed and questioned if I was awake or asleep.“Thank you,” the weakened feminine voice eventually sounded as her hand reached for the door handle. The familiar whine of the electric motor raised the.