I leaned back on my couch as he put his arm around her and we all watched TV. They kissed on and off and he rubbed her. I looked over now and then--... it was hot to loan out my girl as his slut. Then I heard her breathing harder and starting to moan, and I realized his hand slid down behind her back and he was fingering her. She buried her face in his chest as he finger fucked her to an orgasm.Once she caught her breath, he started kissing her again. "Your turn to grab him," I whispered. "Daddy, will you help me get my back and my legs?" I ask. "Uhh...sure sweetheart."He walked over to me and oiled up his hands. He began to rub down my back slowly, but surely. His big, strong hands felt good as they ran down my legs. He took more time near my ass. He slowly rubbed in the oil, clearly taking advantage of the opportunity. I sat up once he had finished and thanked him. He nodded and I stood up to adjust my towel on the lawn chair. As I bent down, he glanced at my ass and I caught. Whatever it was... had affected Marcie as well. She was certainly being much nicer to him than usual.This was confirmed when Joan left the room to get some snacks for them. Marcie smiled at him almost shyly, twisting her hair around her finger."So, Sam... do you have a girlfriend?" No, not really," he said. "Do you? Have a boyfriend, I mean." Not right now," Marcie said. Sam knew that she dated a lot, more than his sister in fact, but didn't really have a steady guy. "What would you like in a. ‘It’s not a skill I’ve mastered yet.’ Tim looked baffled again. ‘That explanation had better not be long in coming, once we’re home.’ He started the car, driving slowly back to the house. When we arrived, I said, ‘How about you have a shower – call me if you need anything.’ Tim climbed the stairs, and shortly I heard the sound of running water. I went into the kitchen, and reached into my memory to find the steps he’d followed in making our meal the day I’d arrived. When Tim returned, I was.