“Vicky would you like to dance with me?” She asked, smiling nervously.“Of course I would!” She stood, offering her hand to Angie, leading her ...o the dance floor. They began to move to the beat of the rock music, their eyes never leaving the other’s gaze. Dan grinned, watching their sexy bodies moving almost in unison to the beat strong beat.After the song ended, a slow one began, and Vicky turned to go to Dan. “Vicky, I’d like to keep dancing with you.”“Are you sure, because we’d be holding. I know this is a mistake the minute your lips touch mine. But you are my drug and like an addict I am drawn to you each time. I feel the pull of desire as our kiss deepens. You wrap your arms around me and pull me close pressing your body to mine. I hear myself give a moan as your hands roam over me and I think to myself, “Oh god, did I just do that out loud? Please god, no, don’t let him know what he does to me. Don’t let him have that control over me.” But I do it again, and this time I know. I know it's not professional, but I caught them on a screw in the bathroom and they tore all the way up." As if reading my mind, she pointed to a spot on her inner right thigh, right were the tat resides. I felt my pulse jump, and thought to myself.. SLOW DOWN BIG BOY, SHE'S ONLY 21, AND YOU'RE ??? OLD!!! As we pulled out to head back toward the office, she said she was ready to tell me who the lucky office guy was. I felt a little jealous, because that guy was one lucky bastard. I said,. She was wearing short cut jean-shorts that hugged her waist incredibly tight. "Dad, there's nothing wrong with flaunting the gifts that were given to you.", she said with a stern, yet seductive look on her face. I couldn't believe it, was my daughter casually hitting on me? No, impossible. I thought nothing of it.After dropping Mariah off at school, I headed straight to the liquor store to pick up some things for tonight; then I made my way over the grocery store to pick up some odd and ends.