My wife and I had drifted apart somewhat during these months. I hadn't made love to her in a number of weeks and she, being five years my junior and q...ite the little nymphet, was going nuts. Instead of making love, I was in the mood to make war. She was the person around me the most and the person I was closest too, the person I knew the best, I knew exactly how to hurt her, emotionally. My one redeeming quality during this period is that I never got violent. She was an easily available target. I stared at her as her straight and now soaking wet hair fell slightly above her shoulders. I looked at her muscular arms, and ripped stomach muscles that you could see from the side of her. I giggled as she placed the lathered soap on her firm and muscular ass. “Get in here!” she said finally realizing my presence and I had absolutely no choice but to obey her command. As soon as I entered into the shower, she grabbed me and began kissing all over me. She started at my lips then slowly began. We all hanged out together and she watched me go through 8 or 9 girls in a year period. I could tell her attraction had started building with me. Some of the girls I had been with told me she was asking questions about me and wanting to know personal details. Well my best friend had been getting on my nerves for sometime now. He was such a mooch. Never had money and I felt he was just a user and not a giver. One day after work we all meet and decided to go swimming in the lake behind my house.. She picked me up in her car, she was quite a curvy girl, but her face was very pretty, she was dressed very slutty, including suspenders, other than kissing Anne-Marie at a Christmas party I had never cheated on my girlfriend, other than with guys. I felt bad that I was about to cheat on my girlfriend, as it didn't feel like cheating whilst meeting Daddy, it showed me how much I wanted to please Daddy that I had gotten this far, on the journey over it looked very promising with how she was.