It was the first time I had ever slept in a bed with a woman ... Or, at least, it would've been, except that I couldn't sleep, not lying on my side li...ke that. Neither could she. (The clothes probably didn't help; I sleep naked.) At about 2:30, she got a phone call from Other Man, which was a slap to her conscience; At 3 AM we were still awake, and she made the decision to go home and prep for church. And that was our first date.Nonetheless, we made arrangements to meet again the next evening,. He then turned around to check the window again and, with the dick in his hand, he saw that they were being watched. A well mature woman of some 35-40 years old was watching. Charled turned around quickly, not entirely sure about what to do. Should he just close the window? He felt that he actually didn't mind. Should he just leave it and continue his work with his girl friend, not telling her? He decided that it wasn't entirely fair and leaned down to her. He kissed and whispered in her ear. I would have felt more comfortable in a fire fight in the middle east than spending time anywhere for Christmas. Well, that all changed with one message. A buddy once told me that when you start to tell a story (I think he meant wars stories), you start the story off "So, there we were", well, there I was, relaxing on the couch one night, using the computer to watch tv shows online when there was this "Ping". I look closer, there is a message, so, curious, I open it up,"Hey" says the young. Peterson, girls need to be very clean down there.”“Trisha, stop it.”“I imagine that they do, can I get either of you a drink?”“I’m fine thanks daddy.”“Could I have a juice please Mr. Peterson? And Saffy will have one as well please, we can’t have her getting dehydrated.”“Good point Trisha.”Daddy left and I begged Trisha to cover me. She ignored me.“No chance girl, your father is going to love seeing your tits and pussy and lusting after them.”“Please Trisha.”“Nope, you need to get used to being.