I knew she was home because her car was in the driveway. The house was dark as I made my way to the second floor and down the hall to our bedroom. ...Only a light from the bedroom as I entered the room finding her not there. There was a sultry voice from the on-suite bathroom as I took my jacket off.“Is that you darling?” she called.“It is beautiful”“why don’t you come in here and join me.” she called in her kitten voice.I walked in to see her in the tub surrounded by bubbles, her hair tied. I had watched my older sister, Stephanie, kind of take over his lap when we were younger, and I remember her kicking me off if I was sitting there first. At the time, I did enjoy sitting and cuddling Daddy, and didn't think a lot about her wanting the same thing. It was kind of a light bulb moment, when I realized just how sexy the whole lap cuddle was, and just how sexy my Dad was for me. At 5'10", he isn't tall, but years in the military had given him a pretty hard body. So, the more I teased. Watching his cock push into her tight hole, he knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. “Tell me, fuck, tell me I can cum Lib,” his voice barely audible. She waited and rocked slowly on him; she was close but wanted more from him. “Please Libbie, I have to… fuck.” She shifted slightly and moved her hand up to the back of his head; she grabbed a handful of his sandy coloured hair, pulling his head back as she moved more quickly. She rode him faster, keeping her body tight to his now. Fuck, she was. I knew it, and she knew it. We were three years and as many thousands of miles away from Baltimore and those times.I took a leather wing-chair across from the couch and crossed my legs, folding my hands in my lap, looking expectantly at the woman who had once filled my life with joy. I took a fast moment to think about her as she gathered her own thoughts.I remember what it was like having her in my life every day. How I didn’t feel complete, didn’t feel ... whole, or human, until I’d seen her.