He asked me out to a movie. I could have been cruel. I could have told him I was so far out of his league that no matter what he did the rest of his l...fe he would never catch up. But I was kind. I just told him he was too immature and that when he grew up he could consider asking me again. The majority of these services were provided by nerds and other lesser individuals, but the elite were not immune to my charms. The quarterback and the star forward had their pick of girls, except me. With. .she was happily married, on the tail end of a business trip and just wanted a fun night before going back home to her husband. She repeatedly complemented my looks, my skin tone, how fit I was. She would squeeze on my arms and pull me close as she speaks. By this time the music changed, the tempo was slower, the mood was right and she wanted to dance. We were in a dark corner virtually invisible to everybody in the club, she had her back to the wall, moving her hips, pulling me in. Our bodies. I liked the feel of it. Then he pulled me down to the edge of the chair and started to lick my ass. I had never had that done before. I figured out by now that he wanted to fuck me and I kinda liked the idea. He stood up and put some of the lube on my ass and some on his cock. Then he got between my legs and lifted them into the air. I told him to be carefull as this was my first time. He told me not to worry he would take it easy and if I wanted to stop he would. I felt the head of his cock at. The place where Mr. Carlson normally sat.Phil looked stiff sitting there on the bed and not in a sexual way. His mind raced back a couple of days to the first and last time he fucked his daughter.After being woke by his daughter’s lips attached to his cock, he had offered no resistance to her climbing over him and lowering her pussy on his hard cock.The truth was, Phil always had a wondering eye and sometimes that eye landed on his own daughter. But even when they lay together on the couch.