After a few minutes I hear Dad's footsteps on the stairs and then he's in the kitchen. Again he kisses me and caresses my baby bump. Then his hand run...s up my leg, under my dress and feels my bare ass. “Good girl, no panties, just how Daddy likes you” he squeezes my ass and kisses me again. We sit down for dinner, and eat quickly. As my Dad sits at the table I clear the table, and wash the dishes. I'm bending over putting some pots back in a low cupboard, when I feel my dress being pulled up, my. Turning to face the window I toweled my back firstexposing all my glory and continued this for severalminutes. Not certain that she was watching orinterested I quickly wrapped the towel around me andstepped to the toilet to see what happened. Next minuteshe walked past, closed the gate and went inside to theshower and I watched the same ritual as usual. Now Iwasn’t certain whether she enjoyed the show or not so Idecided to continue each morning and see what wouldhappen. Sure enough the. She was worried, probably, about incest. I kept telling her, Roy never touched me -- not once! Our relationship wasn't like that."Finally, I just told my folks that I thought we -- me and Dr. Bateman -- had covered the necessary ground, and that I was feeling better able to cope with my own social problems. They questioned me pretty closely, but finally they let me have my way on it."I was relieved," Tess said, "because about that same time, the voyeurism/exhibitionism games that Roy and I were. That was something no person except Richard had done since we married. I gasped, but froze in place. It was a naughty thing for Ivan to do, especially because my husband was right there in the room - just a few feet away. I felt guilty, because I was letting another man touch me. I could have objected and ended it then and there. But, if I did, I would ruin the experience for Richard. I elected to let this small transgression pass without comment.Ivan whispered again, “You’re wet, Janice” he.