As I continued to clean, you got up and sneaked up behind me, grabbing my buttocks. At first, I felt threatened and pulled back. But you gently, sa...id “don’t worry, I won’t hurt you” and started to run your hand down my legs and what turned out to be sheer stockings with garters. Your delicate touch, eased me and then excited me and send shivers down my body. You kept touching my legs and silky sheer stockings, finally touching my black g-string panties. Making your way to my pussy,. “Dinner is here,” he smiled and got up to collect it. When he returned he spread out the delicious meal from the Asian fusion restaurant located in a building near by. We both dove in, continuing to work as we ate. While eating a piece of julienne carrot fell down my shirt. I giggled as I reached to scoop it out. As I did I left a trail of peanut sauce up the curve of my breast. I smiled and went to wipe it with my finger. He was on his feet, he stood in front of me and dragged his finger up my. As soon as he grabbed her boob, Deepti hissed with pleasure.Deepti: Ahhh, Papa, grab my boobs, crush them. Your hands are stronger than your son’s. I want your big spoon.Deepti started to rub her knees on the crotch area of my father. A big tent was visible over his shorts. My father then removed one of her boobs and started sucking on it.Deepti: Ahh, Papa, suck my nipples. Drink your milk. Oh, Papa, you are making me crazy.I could see my father sucking on the boobs like an expert. He was. He tried to remember how much he'd had to drinkand couldn't. He didn't remember anything. Where had he been? He didn'tknow. What about Saturday night? He shook his head in confusion. Wherethe hell had he been Saturday night? Nothing. He drew a complete blank.Friday night? Zero.Drunks had lost weekends but he wasn't a big drinker.So where had the weekend gone?He thought hard over coffee and thought he remembered stopping at TheShamrock, but wasn't even sure of that.He sat on the couch in his.