” I said flushing at what I assumed were compliments.“I hope so.” Ian said “And you owe me a blow job Jo”James handed drinks round and I lay... back on Ian’s lap, legs spread out, letting the cool night air into my open pussy. James sat looking at my pussy like he was making sure he had been there. I smiled at him.As I finished my drink I felt a stirring behind my head. Ian’s cock was coming back to life, I rolled over and started licking it, just the head to begin with, I pushed him back so he. Then she noticed something strange. Was he smelling her hair? No. Silly she thought. He's still out of breath. Why in the world would her dad want to smell her hair. She almost giggled. Then tried to ignore the thought before she did giggle. Wouldn't want to confuse the poor guy she thought.But there were a few things she couldn't ignore. The feeling of her dads warm breath on her throat... and the intense tingle that had returned since his arms went around her. Then without even really. " She shook her head. "I really appreciate your asking me out to dinner, John," she said. "It gives me something to look forward to." Thanks," he said. "I appreciate that." He hadn't given up hope of action with Heather, but there was something about her that didn't make it an imperative, either. There was something of a kindred spirit he sensed about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. If it eventually came down to a one-night stand, it came down to that. If it didn't, it. I'm sorry Suzy, but I get so mad when you call me Shorty. I guess I flipped out." Well, then you won't mind if I do this."Suzy hit me in the stomach harder than I'd ever been hit before. She started walking away as I bent over clutching my belly, then looked over her shoulder. "Asshole," she said.Chapter TwoWell, that didn't work out quite the way I wanted it to. Was that a one time thing or did I have a new way to influence things? And if so, did I have any control over it?I was gradually able.