A few days passed and there was still no shout of “Michael what did you do?” The pantyhose continued to lie across the top of the chair for a coup...le more days. Finally, early one evening I could hear Dad from my room as he went through the house collecting the trash. Before he went upstairs I overheard Mom ask him “Would you take the pantyhose off the chair in our room and throw them out for me?” Dad said “Okay. You get a run in them?” “Yeah, my bracelet snagged them” she said. “YES! I had not. "You won't tell anyone else, will you?" he said, the words were meant."No, I promise!"He held her tighter in their hug. "I love you!" I love you too!" she said.They broke apart and, looking at the time, started to pack her things."It's getting late, I'd better be going. Cheer up, being a girl isn'tthat bad!"She went downstairs and Paul heard her use her mobile. Her dad would becoming to collect her. He went back to his desk and tidied it, puttingthe necessary books in his bag for tomorrow."Got. "What, Daddy? What?" Jody asked excitedly."How about an all-out family-style orgy?" Greg said, grinning as he felt his cock beginning to harden again."You mean it, Dad?" Bill asked thickly."I sure do," Greg said firmly."You mean that even after all the fucking we did, and after coming so hard inside me, you're ready for more fucking?" Kris asked, her eyes raised to her father's."That's just what I mean! I can always get it up for my sexy wife and daughters!" Greg said."That's what I love most. Then at the words 'cum, pain slut' my pussy pulsed and I shook even harder. When I arrived home, I reflected back on the day, not believing what I had actually done to myself at the direction of a virtual stranger. Figuring that would be the end of it, like what usually happened to me. I sighed and went off to bed. Day Two: This morning started earlier than yesterday. Part of me wanted to ignore the chirp, roll over and sleep for another hour. The throb of my clit and the wetness of my pussy.