I quickly realized what a smooth talker he was, definitely a flirt with all girls, and should have been more careful. But, with my own frustrations, I... appreciated the attention and let it go on. For the first month, there were no issues. I could tell my daughter had a crush on him, but she did that with a lot of the boys that came around as friends of her older brother, so it wasn't newsworthy. He definitely played into her obvious affections, flirting back to her. I spoke with her about not. All I got to see of him was a cutaway photo showing just his face (at the morgue).Naturally, for a short time there was a disruption while I was given space to assimilate these new revelations in my life.Only Tianna and her girlish charm had access to my inner thoughts, not because I was in any way despondent about a father I had never known, but because my mom should have told us about him earlier.Us. Tianna and me. And it led to other things.One night, Tianna saw me staring, not at her, but. Ali laughed and said meaningfully “next time we start with a blow job, I want to feel that beautiful mouth of yours sucking the juice out of my balls.””Ok” she said accepting a kiss from him as she dressed and checked her lip-stick. She was now an expert at repairs like this. A few passes with the red stick and she was as good as new.She drove home fresh and sweet smelling. Her husband would be waiting and if he decided to fuck her too, there would be no evidence of Ali’s thorough use of her.. I became so shy that I closed my eyes. He kissed me on the lips. Strong kiss; holding me very tightly against his body and forcing my lips to part so that he can insert his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues met and I started melting in his arms. He took me to the bed and pushed me on my back.Then he started caressing my body, kissing my neck, my cheek, eyes, bite my ears. By then I was totally in heat and moaning, he has got me turned on. He proceeded slowly to remove all my clothes but my thong.