“My daddy, he didn’t do that did he? Really my daddy did that? Nooooo way,” Summer said. “Why would you say that dear?” Betsy asked. “He w...as and is a man isn’t he?” “Ohhhhhh I suppose so,” Summer replied. “Anyway, no reason I asked. It’s just that, well, if you knew my daddy like I know him, well I could tell you stories about him.” Betsy asked what stories Summer was referring to but Summer only said “Well maybe some other time mam I’ll tell you those tales mam.” Betsy smiled as she nodded her. I decided to send my family to Georgia and I would stay and weather the storm. After a few hours on the road, my wife called frantically to tell me that her sister was all alone in her house in Central Florida and her husband was stuck in Chicago and could not get a flight out. She asked me if would go down and help her secure her house and help her take care of her four k**s. I was tired and not really looking forward to doing any more work. I knew it would be hard to find supplies this late. Never missing out an excuse to take his shirt off, he then removed his shirt to show off his muscles even more. I kept flattering him and touching him. I touched his biceps when I complimented his arms. Rubbed his shoulders and told him his traps looked amazing.Then I moved my hands down to his pecs when I told him his chest was Thor-like. I made sure to graze his nipples a couple of times as well. His body did feel amazing. And I was getting pretty hard being so overtly sexual. He was eating. I took hold of his hand and led him up the stairs at the back that led to the fire exit. I started kissing him and took his cock out of his pants and started wanking him and I could feel the pre come on the end of his cock within five minutes. I hitched up my skirt and turned round and asked him to fuck me. He pulled my knickers to the side and felt my pussy with his fingers remarking on how wet I felt and I was. I was totally soaked by this point. He pushed his cock inside me and started to.