I started to protest, but Monica placed a finger over my lips, pleading with her eyes. "Please," she mouthed, batting those eyelids at me. As much as ... knew I should not give in, I nodded, acquiescing. I had never said no to my daughter; I knew I wasn't going to start now.Her arms flew around my neck, and her lips were on mine in an instant. It was a daughterly kiss, however, but the fact that she was naked more than compensated for that anomaly. My cock twitched as I felt her press against. Patricia had worked for me for almost two years. A very attractive woman in her late forties, who took great pride in her appearance, and obviously went to the gym a few times each week. Our relationship was always friendly and we enjoyed friendly banter, but I was careful to never cross the line. I don't think she ever caught me checking out her perfect ass, when she bent over or reached to get something off a high shelf. I made sure that if I was standing over her desk, that she never caught. I said hello and she said that her dad wanted to drop off a thank you gift but she said she offered to deliver it herself instead. I invited her in and she thanked me for helping her dad and unzipped her coat and said there not 36DD but 40Fs would they do? I was shocked and stood there slack jaw and feeling a bit hard, She explained that she was in the car when she heard me tell her dad about the gift, Honestly I really just meant no thanks was needed and told her so, She insisted on thanking. Unless your dad and our uncles have some real objections, I expect they will do it. We might need that food." Good." What are you guys talking about?" Shirley asked."I talked to my dad. You heard what I said about deliveries. There won't be any. Some things will go bad if we don't get them. We both live on farms but will need some food before they are converted to raising food for everyday living." Oh. What about me?"I said, "Shirley, that's up to you. We have family southwest of here and most.