.. but as I was walking past her, car keys in-hand, she said, "Hey". It just seemed in the usual passing sort of manner, so I just said "Hey" in respo...nse. But, before I could even another two steps she said, "Come here" in a rather abrupt, almost serious tone."What...", I half-asked a little annoyed. "I'm going something to eat.", I said. But, I walked around to the front of the couch from the far side and stood there. She was just staring at me oddly, and again I said, "What!?", rather annoyed. I fitted the well-lubricated dildo into the harness and moved between Frank's thighs.I presented my cock to Frank's hole and slowly worked it in. We talked a little as I fucked him until I noticed a certain urgency in his breathing. Then I stepped up the pace, fucking him hard and fast. The strapon wasn't really doing anything for me, but oddly as Frank's orgasm approached, so did mine."Oh, Frank," I screamed as he came up his chest to his chin. He shot several ropes of cum onto his chest. From that point she took over used both feet masterfully under the table I was in heaven. The meeting ended but things were really just beginning as far as I was concerned. I asked my coworker where she headed afterwards and she responded where ever that thing in my pants was headed. I told her to my van and she looked around then followed me. I took her to a great spot in Detroit Belle Isle by the softball field very secluded. Her shoes were off before she could get seated as she sat cross. . . It's just that . . . Do you think maybe instead of spending my points on me, I could maybe spend them on my dad?" Really?" she said, intrigued."Yeah," I said, "It's just that I know it would mean a lot to him." Oh yeah?" Did you see him last night during the scrabble game?" I asked laughing. "And he called me this morning and made me tell him all about last night." She chuckled a little. "I mean the handjob you gave him on his eighteenth birthday is the whole reason I got one from mom on.