The smell of fine leather always affected me in subtle ways. The faint scent of horse from the blankets and saddle wax filled the room as I entered. E...verywhere around were the saddle racks and the saddles upon them. They were well displayed along with the various pieces of tack, the bridals, bits and decorative silver strappings. I felt myself stirring pleasantly as my hands played lightly touching each saddle as I stepped thru the room.Leaning against one, I raised my skirt and gently started. I promise I’ll keep my eyes closed, so I won’t see you naked or anything and it won’t be embarrassing.”“Right now? Just this one time?” I said without thinking, immediately wanting to strangle myself. Why had I said that?“Yes,” Laura said and crossed her arms, hugging herself.“Okay. All right,” I said, because I couldn’t think of what else I could have said at that point.“Wow, thanks, dad!” Laura suddenly brightened, she seemed really happy and she even bounced off her feet a few times. She. "Okay, I love you," he replied, as he gave me eye contact. "Me too," I told him softly. As it was six in one, and half dozen in the other, the guilt, and pleasure were about equal. How could I pick just one of them. Anyway, she texted me to meet her at the mall. So, I drove over there, and met her in the food court. I spotted her sitting at a table, and I approached her. "Hey, how are you doing?" I asked. "Give me a kiss in front of these people, and I'll be a little better," she replied. My. Had you noticed that the only other women you have fucked in a year were gifts from me?’ ‘Hmmm, no. I had not realized that.’ ‘Take a guess as to how many men I have fucked.’ ‘Three. The husbands of the women I fucked.’ ‘Is that why you think I fixed you up with them?’ ‘Nadia said that is why you fixed me up with her, you wanted to fuck her husband.’ ‘She was delusional, so was he. He wanted me all right but I did not want him. I wanted her. Check that, I wanted her tits. I don’t know what her.