.. You don't know what you're asking.'She smiled, a little uncertainly. 'I thought I did. I thought I made it clear that what I want is for you to rub... me, down ... down there, ' she said softly.He stared at her crotch until she dropped her skirt and bent to pick up her panties. Then with a smile, she retreated from Don's bedroom.'Later, Dad, ' she said as she closed the door.Don grabbed his cock as soon as she was gone, and with his head full of the sight of his daughter's shapely legs and. Bill was my last boyfriend in Seattle. He was thirteen years younger than I was. Bill Morton was a major in BA and he was handsome. He helped me when I was in a Mall and I fell to the ground with a lot of purchased goods in my hands. What a lucky both were just after a love disappointment. His girlfriend cheated on him in the college and I was alone too after my last boyfriend left me. After he helped me I invited him into a coffee shop and he was just after he learned his girlfriend. I had enough of the pretense of being a hotshot corporate executive and fighting for my turf in the little petty battles of the business world. I had finally reached the point in my career where I didn’t have to go down on my knees on command and my bending over manager’s desks was a thing of the past as far as I was concerned.I joined Adele in the bedroom and we got dressed quickly in case we had to go somewhere in a hurry. She was still enthusiastic about playing the role of a dirty slut and. Steering wheel. Pedals. Automatic transmission. It's not the space shuttle. I don't need to drive it."So he missed his test drive, replete with "New car smell". Now he was eying my pickup truck and thinking he'd hit the lottery. "And you're wanting to use that truck as a trade-in?"I'm thinking, "Bud, If I trade THAT truck on this little SUV, you'll be writing ME a check." So I told him, "Nope. Cash down. Fifty percent. So tell me what your number is."And the schmuck gave me sticker price. I.