They hadn't had children. He never found anyone else that he could be serious about. So here he was at forty-eight, overworked, and on vacation alone....I couldn't believe this handsome, charming man was alone. When I told him that he told me that he found it strange that I was too.'No one new in your life? No boy toy even?'I laughed long at that one. A boy toy for me? A forty-seven year old, mother of two, divorced of one? No, not me I told him.'Well, I'd sure notice you! In fact, I did ... Would. His smile was one that could melt a woman's heart. His eyes were pools of blue ladened with something mysterious and unknown. His dark hair was thick and unruly. She ordered herself a strong drink and went and sat at a table on the outskirts of the dance floor. She searched the crowed to find him and gasped when she did. There was a blonde headed young woman with her arms around him. They were kissing while dancing. She chided herself for thinking he didn't have a girlfriend. She finished her. It had three floors and two basements that were served by four elevators scattered about the building. Each floor had 15 bedroom suites that included a sitting room and a private full bathroom. The ground floor had the usual complement of parlors, ballrooms, sitting rooms, dining rooms, kitchens and half-bathrooms to match the rest of the house.The first basement contained full living quarters for all of the servants, and these were of a better quality than most of the suites in the better. It felt like a surge of electricity when he made contact with my pussy sliding his tongue up and down. Quickly the slow and delicate attention turned to ravaging my entrance, shoving his as deep as he could sucking on my clit. I felt a tightness start to build in my stomach as my breathing was laboured. I let out a scream as I felt like myself burst as my orgasm hit me, my dad was not letting up, I instinctively wrapped my thighs around his head pulling him in as I writhed around on the bed.