I was in Cassie's room. I shook my head, trying to make sense of all this confusion. Why was I in my daughter's bedroom? I turned my head and saw my t...enty-year-old daughter sitting next to me, naked. "Cassie what....? Why am I here?...Why are you naked?" I looked down. I too, was naked. "Why am I naked? What the fuck happened?" Relax, Daddy. You and Mom got into a fight. She left for Aunt Laura's. You polished off a fifth of rum. I caught Bobby cheating on me, so I couldn't go back to the. "Thank you... I think". I replied.I was frozen to the spot, not sure what to say. The bulge in his boxers seemed even bigger. "This may sound like a strange thing to ask..." He added tentatively. "But can I see them properly?" He asked."See them properly?" I repeated, taken aback by his question."Yes." My breasts?" Yes, I want to see them properly, both of them." He smiled."But, but I'm your mum..." So?" Well, I, I err...I don't know, It's just wrong." I stuttered."Says who?" He asked, his eyes. You pull me to my feet and through to the bedroom, quickly turning me around and bending me over the bed. You push my short, tight skirt up over my ass and slide your hand between my legs, feeling how wet I am for you before sliding my lacy underwear over my hips and down my legs. Reaching over you rip my top open and pull my bra down. Pulling me up with my back against you, you kiss my neck as your hands play with my nipples, getting me even more wet. I moan and push my ass against your cock,. My musket was out in the stable."I doubt it," she said, hurrying off. The knocking continued, even harder.A cry from the back room got my blood racing, and I hurried toward the sounds of a struggle to find the cook being mauled by two large jaegers, both of them looking very happy about their work as they tore at her clothes and pulled at her hair.I clubbed one down with the barrel of my heavy pistol and then kicked the other one in the stomach, very low in the belly. I handed the woman my gun.