I could sense her getting mentally ready to surrender to me once more. I didn't. I passed an arm around her, spooned her, covered her thin frame with ...a comforter, and she seemed to love the tender way I cared for her. It was a weird feeling to know that this all started very sexually - and don't get me wrong, and intended on keeping it that way - but at the same time, there were no limits for me to show how much I cared for her anymore, no boundaries. For the first time, I gladly shared my bed. Suddenly her eyes opened and she lifted up her head. I froze in shock, completely lost as to what I should do."Good morning, Daddy," she said sweetly."Um ... good morning," I replied.She yawned, then lay her head back down on my chest. Then she glanced down and saw where her hand was.Finally she withdrew it, both to my relief and disappointment. Part of me had wanted her to keep it there, and in fact to do so much more."Sorry," she giggled. "I didn't realize where I had my hand. I hope you. “The air conditioning was out at school and it was very hot in my classroom,” she lied. “I’m very sticky so I really should take a shower before we do anything else.”“Nonsense. I’m making love to my wife right here and right now. I don’t care if it hair-lips the governor, we’re making love!”“Please, Daniel. I want to be clean for you,” she protested as he reached in to unfasten her seatbelt.“I married you for better or worse,” he said lifting her from the driver’s seat and walking to the rear. He then started passing his hands over my legs and asking if I was ready to go. “Just give me a minute, sir” I mumbled again. His hands were going up and down my body. I could feel his fingers exploring my thighs while his other hand explored my shoulder and neck. He pulled my legs towards him causing my body to slide down the door until my head laid on the seat. “I’m a help you out, just relax” He said. “Oook, yes… please… help me up… sir…” I remember replying as I was half asleep and my mind.