That’s another ten for talking dirty to your fatherShe sent back a smiley face and wrote: I want to Suck your cock suck your cock suck your cockI ab...out choked on my own spit.The wife looked over and asked, “Who are you texting?”“George from work. He can’t seem to be able to read sometimes. I already sent him the proposals for the Initech project. I guess that’s why he’s in charge, he doesn’t have to actually do any work.”She leaned over and kissed me.“Good night, dear, have fun with. She does a turn and walks off with the attitude. If you are going to laugh at me I am leaving. I walk slowly though my house. My heart is racing. I walk into the bedroom and look around. I check to see if anything is disturbed. Everything is in its place. I don't think Nick poked around. I think if he did he would have said something. I sit down and log on to my computer. I open my home page. I start to explore some websites. I find myself on the search line typing in the word: BONDAGE. I wait. After an agonizing second or two passed, her eyes well up in tears and she ran into my open arms. Despite the tears, she was eerily calm and quiet. I couldn't think of anything to say. I was in shock, as was Julie. I just wrapped my arms around her tightly and didn't let go for several long minutes. Finally, she leaned up and whispered in my ear:"She's gone, isn't she?" I squeezed her harder and my own floodgates began to open…more like gush out, to my surprise."Yes," was all I could. Now, I could feel just exactly where his hand was. His hand was underneath me, gently stroking the satin of my underwear. “No! Don’t please!” I began to beg. His cold chuckle sent shivers down my spine, as his warm breath skated across my skin, “That’s right, Kitten, beg.” His fingers moved the flimsy material aside. I gasped at the wetness that had gathered. I was getting turned on. The reality of it hit me like a kick in the gut. “No! Stop!” I moaned, now squirming anew. Smack!His hand came.