By the time we were finished the power had come back on. We flipped over to the local news and they informed us that another storm would be coming in... a couple of hours, quite possibly as bad or worse than the one that just came through.It was getting late and we were both tired. I danced around the question, hoping he would ask but I did. "Dad, um can I sleep with you tonight?" Sure pumpkin, I know how you feel."We went to our bedrooms and changed into our sleeping attire. Dad slept in a pair. "We both said, "Yes Sir" and I took Angels hand and showed her the way to the master bedroom. A place she would be sleeping in tonight.Mark had laid out two outfits, both of very soft leather. I had a black mid-calf wiggle skirt with a slit in back and a red silk blouse and a wide black leather belt. Angel had a red leather dress that was also mid-calf with a walking slit in back and wide black leather belt. Both of us had cameo chokers and dark seamed pantyhose. Shoes were 5" ankle strap. There was a large table below, of green-gold marble with heavy legs and a top four inches thick; it must have weighed over a ton, and its sole purpose in life was to give people a place to sort their mail so they could discard the junk in the provided receptacle and not carry it upstairs with them.“Let me grab my mail and then we’ll head up.”“Sure, no problem! I’m enjoying looking around.”I did so, discarding a few pieces before collecting Dana, who was wandering around, carefully examining. I began fingering myself as Kevin took his clothes off. When he was fully naked, I spread my legs. I noticed that he’d worn a hoop earring in just his right ear. Kevin lubed up two fingers on his right hand and worked them into my ass. They stretched it a little, but not enough to hurt yet. With his free hand, Kevin held my right ankle steady as he sucked each toe in turn before swiping his tongue up my sole.“I think I’m starting to get your foot fetish,” he explained, “it must have been all.