A few seconds passed, and I was still hard. I kissed Jessica and moved my hands to her belt buckle, looking her in the eyes. She didn’t resist as ...I undid her belt, unzipped her pants, and lifted her up so that I could pull her pants down. I was surprised to see she had an orange string bikini on, which I’ve never really liked, but it didn’t matter, because I pulled it off. It was tiny. It had hair all over it, but it was soaked. She looked at me, wondering what I would do. With her pants. ” Her face fell and her eyes left my crotch as she stared into her lap. “Technically, its not!” she said, “Since my dad wasn’t your son, then we’re not related” “Technically, you’re right, but I still can’t past that.” Sadness blanketed her face. “So, you’re not going to help me, then?” “By taking your virginity? No, sweety, I can’t. I won’t. I can give you advice, maybe some guidance, but nothing more.” “Well….. OK! I guess.” she said, “How about some advice, and maybe a little guidance?” “OK!. The drinks kept flowing and so did the conversation until my wife asked a question that would prove to bring us to Tom's planned activities."So, I never asked, how did you guys meet?" Before I could answer and try to come up with something -- anything! -- other than the truth, Tom put it out there bluntly."Well, your husband posted an online ad looking for a new friend ..." Wait, what? An online post for a new friend?" my wife interrupted."Yes, a new friend. One he could give a blowjob to," Tom. She stroked my hair and explained to me in a calming voice what an orgasm and cum was and how proud of me she was. “Now honey I want you to play with your pussy at least once a day ok?” I nodded in agreement as she continued, “But it’s very important that you don’t put anything in your pussy hole ok? That’s for Daddy to do.” I nodded again, wanting to be a good girl. From that day on after school I’d come home and nurse on Mommy until I came. Some days while I nursed she told me about her day.