However, as I sit here eating my tea, my cock slowly softens, as my anticipation dwindles and it becomes clear that all they’re talking about, most ...of the time, is business. I say most of the time, because my Dad is my Dad, and he’s always been a flirt. Several times I hear him compliment her, on her dress, how she has her hair, you know the sort of thing…As I fast forward further though, towards the end of the day, I notice again a moment where Janet hand’s my Dad a cup of tea and touches his. He closed the door behind himself "I missed my train so have been walking for an hour, I didn't think anyone would be up" he explained as I just kept drifting into fantasy. What was it about this man? I couldn't help but want to submit to him. Even there and then with my husband in bed asleep I just wanted Marlon to use me."Well do you fancy a hot drink to warm up?" I asked, eager for him to stay a little while."I could think of other ways to warm up" he giggled as he stepped towards me and. It was late night then, she came again, I noticed that my friend fell asleep. She came closer to me and asked if everything is okay. I purposely told that my elbow is paining and got fever too. She touched my forehead omg, her hot hand started spreading the sex vibes in me. She then took my right hand and said things will be fine. She kept a thermometer in my mouth while doing so I happen to lick her thumb a little for which she reacted by not taking the hand out as she was standing so close to. You now owe the Casino .. .? He consulted a paper drawn from an inside pocket. ?. . . four thousandseven hundred and sixty dollars, payable before you leave the Casino tonight.? ?Before I leave the Casino?!!? Very little happiness remained in Caitlyn'svodka-based buzz. ?How the hell am I gonna pay four thousand dollars beforeleaving the fucking Casino? I don't have two cents! Kevin! Help me here!? ?I'm afraid I don't have it, either,? he reported sadly. ?But he says they're gonna hold us here.