Sexual Intervention
Greg felt horrible. It was the worst feeling in the whole world, knowing that he had just seduced his own daughter. That wasn't something that happened in real life; it only happened in the news, to people that he didn't know. But he had just become one of those monsters.
Brit's reaction was completely opposite. "Oh thank you, Daddy!" Brit whispered in his ear, hugging him to her. "You've made me so happy."
"Happy?" he mumbled, astonished.
"I've seen the way you kept stealing glances at Kari and Crystal and the other girls. Never at me, though. I was beginning to think you didn't think I was pretty."
"Pretty? I think you're beautiful," he said, almost automatically. It was the type of thing fathers said to their daughters when they were feeling self-conscious. My daughter! he thought. What have I done? Brit, can you ever forgive me? Do I even deserve to be forgiven?
"I know, Daddy," Brit replied. "Now I know for sure, because you've just proven it."
"Brit... I..." he stammered. What was he supposed to say? What should a father tell his daughter in a situation like this? But he was operating in a place far out of the rules, because fathers were never supposed to be in this situation in the first place.
"I love you so much, Daddy," Brit said. "Ever since Jeff and I stopped being together, I've been feeling so lonely, especially because I felt so guilty for letting you down. I thought maybe I was a bad person, because even my own daddy was avoiding me."
Was that what she thought? True, he had scolded her a couple of times for getting fresh with him, and he had tried to hide how attracted he was toward her, plus with Crystal flirting with him so much he had spent a good deal of his time trying to fend off the girl's advances, but he certainly hadn't been trying to avoid Brit.
"How could you believe a thing like that, Angel?" he asked. At least this was familiar territory. He could at least tell her he loved her, because that much was true. While he was being truthful, and since there was no point denying it any more, he might as well confess a few more things to her. "Brit, I love you more than you could possibly imagine. The reason I've been cold toward you," he said, "is because I'm attracted to you in ways I shouldn't be. I was afraid of lowering my guard because I could end up..."
"Doing exactly what you did to me?" Brit giggled. "Good. I'm glad you let down your defenses. Now I know just how much you love me."
That put him in a terribly awkward position. He should admit that it had been Crystal that he was trying to seduce, to get any thought out of her mind that he had done this on purpose. On the other hand, if he told her that, it would be a terrible blow to her self-esteem. After she bore her heart to him, to tell her he hadn't done it on purpose would embarrass her, turning this into a painful and degrading memory. But if he let her think that it wasn't a mistake, would she expect him to do it again?
To do it again... that was a shockingly pleasant thought. To come up here night after night after night...
No! he screamed inside his head. He couldn't do that to his angel. His sweet, beautiful, sexy little girl. How young, how innocent, how adorable.
He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Brit, his little baby. He could get used to this.
Then he pulled back, and rolled over off of her. What was he doing? How could he even think those things about her? She was his daughter!
It certainly didn't help when she climbed on top of him and lay her head on his chest. The feeling of her body against his was almost more than he could bear. It wasn't fair! A father shouldn't have such an irresistible beauty for a daughter. How could he hope to fight these feelings when she was just so damn gorgeous?
"Your heart's pounding," Brit commented.
"I suppose it is," he replied.
"Why?"
He sighed. "Because I'm scared."
"Why are you scared, Daddy?"
"Because I don't know what to do. I know what we just did is wrong. I know we should never do it again; we shouldn't have done it in the first place. But I'm scared that I'm not strong enough."
"I don't want you to be strong," she told him.
"I'm sorry, Angel, but that's just making it harder for me. Please, Brit. Do you mind if we stop talking about it right now? I'm too confused; maybe in the morning I'll be able to think straight."
"Are you mad at me, Daddy?" she asked.
"Mad at you? What for?"
"For wanting you like this. For tempting you. For... seducing you."
"Of course I'm not mad at you. What happened tonight was completely my fault, not yours."
"You're saying that like you think it was bad that we did it."
"It was bad, honey. That's just it. It was a horrible thing for me to do to you."
"I didn't think so."
"I know. That's the one thing that I'm happy about. I'm glad that I didn't hurt you."
"But you're not happy that we did it in the first place?"
"I don't know. That's the part that's confusing me. How can I be happy about something so wrong? But how can it be so wrong if it felt so good? I'm sorry, baby. I know I'm not making any sense. That's why I think we should just go to sleep now, and talk about it again in the morning. Is that all right?"
"Okay, Daddy. As long as you're not mad at me. I couldn't stand it if you were."
"I'm not mad at you, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Daddy?"
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Would you do me a favor?"
"Sure."
"I want you to say something. Say, 'I love you. Good night.'"
"I love you. Good night," he repeated.
"Thank you, daddy. I love you too. Good night."
He awoke to the feeling of sweet, loving lips pressed to his. "Oh, Brit," he sighed.
"Not quite," an amused voice said. "Guess again."
He opened his eyes. Allison knelt by the bed, a grin on her face.
He gasped as he realized that his daughter was still lying on top of him, and they were both naked.
Allison put a finger to her lips to silence him. She nodded toward Brit's face as the girl slumbered peacefully away. Greg watched in astonishment as his wife leaned over and kissed Brit on the forehead.
"Looks like you missed," Allison whispered with a smile.
"Missed?" he whispered back.
"Yes, you hit the wrong target, dear. Not that I blame you."
"You're not... you're not angry?"
"Angry? I'm overjoyed," she replied. "These past few months you haven't been fun at all, always worried about your feelings for your daughter but too scared to do anything about them. I've been waiting a long time for you to decide one way or the other, and I'm glad you finally made your decision."
"But I didn't--"
"I know. You were aiming for Crystal. That doesn't really change anything, though. Now that you've finally slept with your daughter, there will be no more what-ifs. Now you'll see first hand the consequences of your actions, so you'll be able to more easily make the decision of whether to continue the relationship."
"Continue... what are you saying, Allison?"
"I'm saying that if you're worried about whether I would approve, I do. I want you to love your daughter in whatever way makes you happy."
"But what about Brit? It's her happiness I'm worried about."
"If this scene played out last night anything like our conversation, then that means she knew what she was doing, and was perfectly willing to do it. Before you start feeling guilty, remember one thing. She said yes."
Greg sighed. He didn't know what to think. He figured a good night's sleep would clear his head, but it hadn't helped. The truth was that he had just seduced his own daughter, and nothing would change that fact.
One thing was for sure; he couldn't face Brit right now. Being careful not to wake her, he got out of bed and threw on his robe, then with Allison by his side he left the room to make his way downstairs.
As soon as he was gone, Crystal leaned over the side of the bed and gazed down at Brit, who opened her eyes and smiled.
"How did it go last night?" asked Crystal.
"I just had sex with my daddy," Brit grinned. "I loved it."
"From the sounds he was making, I could tell that he loved it too. I think our problems are just about over."
Greg didn't know what to think. How could he have done that to his little girl? Granted, he hadn't planned it that way, but just the fact that he had just had sex with his own daughter wasn't something he could easily get over. The worst part about it was that he didn't even feel disgusted by it. He should be sick with revulsion, but somehow that part of him was numb, leaving only the excitement and thrill at having made love to such a gorgeous girl.
Even when Allison joined him in the shower and washed his back, he was too distracted to enjoy it. He was just too confused right now. He didn't even know how he was supposed to feel about what happened, much less be able to figure out where to go from here. The warm water splashing on his body, which usually relaxed him and helped him to think, did nothing for him today. After getting out of the shower, drying himself off, and throwing on his clothes, he simply told Allison, "I'm going for a drive," and promptly left the house.
Allison didn't waste any time, but immediately set to work telling everyone the news. She told Rachael first, who immediately ran up to Brit's room to give her a hug of congratulations. Alya and Lissa were next, and they also went in to talk to Brit about it. Allison left it up to Brit, however, to tell her brother.
She knocked on his bedroom door and entered, finding him just waking up. She came and sat down on his bed, surprising him by taking his hand.
"Well," she said, "it's happened."
"What's happened?" he asked.
"Last night I had sex with Daddy."
"Oh," he said, staring at the floor. "I see."
"Jeff," said Brit, "how... how are you feeling?"
"Great," he smiled. "It looks like the plan is really coming along now."
"That's not what I meant," she said. "I mean, does it bother you that Daddy and I had sex?"
He sighed. "A little, but not nearly as much as I expected. These past few weeks I've thought long and hard about it. Look Brit, I would love nothing more than to be able to have you all to myself. But that's hardly fair because you've always been willing to share me with Kari and Crystal. Even Allison sometimes."
"But I was never exclusive to you, Jeff. I was Crystal's girlfriend first, remember."
"I know, but it's different with another man. I think it's just a selfish streak that all men have, a certain possessiveness. But the truth is that, when it comes right down to it, I don't really mind you getting together with Dad. All of the jealousy, envy, anger, even hatred that I had expected just isn't there."
"I hope that doesn't mean you're not in love with me anymore," she teased.
"I think it's all right with me because I'm in love with you. I'm willing to do anything to be together with you, even share you with Dad. Besides, I get Allison out of the deal, so it's not like I'm losing out," he grinned.
"Hey!"
"But seriously, I think things are going to work out. We're on the verge of something wonderful here, so I'm sure not going to spoil it with a little jealousy or bitterness."
"I hope you're right," smiled Brit.
The two of them descended the stairs to meet the others, who all seemed to be happy about what had happened. It was a victory of sorts, a win for all of them and not just Brit.
Crystal was already on the phone with her sister telling her the news, and Kari decided to come over to talk with Brit about it. Allison suggested that once everyone was together, that they all stay in the house. It was time to for all of their planning from the beginning of summer to pay off.
When Greg arrived home, Allison immediately approached him. "Greg," she said, "we need to talk."
"Yes we do," he replied. "But I think I should have a talk with Brit alone first."
"And I think you shouldn't."
He stared at her, wondering what she meant by that. Did she think if he spent five minutes alone with his daughter he would make the same mistake as last night?
"Greg," she said with a reassuring voice, "what happened between Brit and you affects the whole family. I talked to them all about it this morning, so there's no use hiding or denying anything. The only thing to do is decide where we want to go from here."
Greg sighed. While he would have preferred to keep this a secret, everyone would have found out about it eventually anyway, so perhaps it was better that Allison tell them right away.
"I'd like to have a family council," said Allison. "And that includes not only the Primdales, but Rachael, Alya, Kari, and Crystal. They're practically family anyway."
He nodded. Better to get this over with.
She led him downstairs to the rec room, the least imposing room in the house. Greg sat down on the couch while she called down everyone else. When Brit arrived, he just couldn't make himself look her in the eyes. Not after what had happened.
After everyone took seats around the room, Allison stood and faced them.
"It's time we made a decision," she said. "By now most of you are aware that Greg and Brit made love last night. That shouldn't come as a shock to anyone; it was only a matter of time. But what that means is that everyone in this family has had some kind of incestuous relationship with another member of the family."
"In other words, you're a family of perverts," Kari laughed.
"Basically, yes," Allison smiled. "But that's only a label that society has come up with to frown upon such activities. I personally see no problem with it."
"No problem with it?" asked Greg. "It doesn't bother you that Brit and I... I mean..."
"Brit," said Allison. "I'm going to ask you something, and I want you to answer truthfully. Do you love your father?"
"Of course I do!" she smiled.
"Do you feel any kind of anger toward him about what happened last night?"
"No. I really enjoyed it."
"Do you feel any guilt? Any shame? Any negative emotions at all?"
"The only thing I feel bad about," she replied, "is that Daddy feels bad about it."
"Fair enough. Now Greg, it's time for you to be honest. Why do you feel bad about what happened?"
"Because I could have hurt Brit. Oh god, I could have ruined the life of my little angel!"
"Brit, did Greg ruin your life?" asked Allison.
"Of course not!"
"So let's not talk about 'could have's' or 'should have's'. Greg, Brit is just fine. Better than fine. So there's no point feeling bad about the consequences, because from what I can see, they're all positive."
"Positive?" he asked. "But this is so wrong!"
"Why?"
"Because fathers aren't supposed to have sex with their daughters."
"Who says?"
"Well, the law, for one thing. I mean, this is illegal."
"When was the last time you drove over the speed limit?"
"That's not fair."
"Yes it is," she insisted. "The way I see it, the laws are there to protect us from the 'could have's'. The speed limit is to keep us from getting in accidents. Laws against incest are to keep men from ruining the lives of their daughters, like you thought you might have done. But we can see now that that didn't happen. So in our particular case, the law serves no purpose whatsoever."
"So you're saying it's just fine that I had sex with Brit?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying. As far as I'm concerned, you can carry on an affair with her for as long as it makes you both happy."
"I don't know. I'm just so confused right now."
"Do you know why you're confused?" asked Allison. "Because you seem to think you can put things back the way they used to be. But you can't. You can't break up Lissa and Alya, you can't make Jeff and Brit fall out of love with each other, and you can't take back last night. We are not who we used to be. We're something quite different. And we need to decide how we're going to continue from here."
"The way I see it," said Lissa, "we have two choices. We can either fight the inevitable and try to return to the way we once were, or we can accept our new lifestyle. Enjoy it even."
"What new lifestyle?" he asked.
"The lifestyle where you get to make love to Brit, where Brit gets to make love to Jeff, where Jeff gets to make love to me, and where Lissa gets to make love to Alya," Allison said. "And we're all happy because of it."
"I know what my vote's going to be," grinned Brit.
"Mine too," said Lissa. "What about you, Jeff?"
"Does this mean Brit and I can get back together again?"
"Absolutely," Allison replied. "I don't see how your father can refuse if he's doing exactly the same thing."
"Then I'm in," he said.
"So Greg, you're the only other member of the immediate family who hasn't voted yet. What do you think?"
"I don't know..." he mumbled. "It's all so new to me. This is a little too much to accept all at once."
"We know, but that's exactly what we're asking you to do, Dad," said Lissa. "To accept it all at once. There's no other way."
"Look," said Allison, "the nine of us are all a part of something special. Something unusual I'll admit, but special all the same. We all know about each other's sex lives, and it doesn't bother anyone. In fact, there's enough crossover that we could say that we're all each other's lovers. I hope no one minds me giving away a few details. Jeff and Kari have traded partners with Lissa and Alya. Yes, that means Jeff had sex with Lissa too. Brit, Crystal, Kari, and Jeff formed a kind of foursome for a while until you put a stop to Brit's and Jeff's relationship. Yes, that means your little angel has had as much lesbian sex as her older sister. And Rachael and I have both had sex with Greg and Jeff, not to mention I joined in with Kari, Jeff, Crystal and Brit a couple of times. To top it all off, every girl in this room is bisexual.
"So I think the best thing for us all is to just give up any pretense of exclusivity. We might be in love with one or more members of this group, but we should all be willing to share each other. No limitations. Except of course for Jeff and you, since neither of you has shown any of that kind of tendency. Greg, just because I love you doesn't mean I don't sometimes want to be with Jeff. Or some of the girls, for that matter. And Jeff may be in love with Kari, but he's also in love with Brit. And Brit and Crystal have been lovers since before Brit and Jeff got together. But that doesn't mean Crystal was jealous that you slept with Brit. I talked to her earlier today, and she thought it was great that you finally came around."
"So what are you saying?" asked Greg. "That you wouldn't mind if I slept with every girl in this room?"
"Absolutely. And I think they'd be more than happy to take you up on that offer. Isn't that right?"
All the girls voiced their agreement.
"That includes Brit," said Lissa. "And me. We never did get to finish what we started last summer."
"Lissa!" he exclaimed, growing red.
"Don't be embarrassed, Daddy. There's no need to keep anything secret from this group. Nobody here is going to tell anyone, and we're all in favor of it. So what do you say?"
"But you're my daughter!"
"Which is why I love you so much. The only one who thinks this is wrong is you. All you have to do is throw off your inhibitions, and you'll see just how liberating it can be. I did it, and only good things happened to me as a result. That's how I ended up with Alya."
Alya came up beside her and took her hand, planting a kiss on her cheek.
"Dad, my birthday's coming up next week," she said, "and I can think of no better birthday present than to have every one of us get together in a loving, caring, and even sexual way," Lissa continued. "That includes you. I love you so much, and I want this more than anything."
"Greg," said Rachael, "you've known for a long time that Allison and I are part-time lovers. And we're sisters. We've accepted it, and we're happy because of it."
"And look at Jeff and Brit," said Kari. "They were most happy when they were together. Nothing bad happened because of their relationship except that they got into trouble because you didn't approve. You. You're the only one standing in your way."
"Greg, I love you," Allison told him, sitting down beside him and putting an arm around his shoulders. "And so do all your children. We all want to make you happy. Please give us the chance."
Brit came over and sat down on his lap. She turned to him, then suddenly drew in and kissed him slowly and deeply on the lips.
"That's not fair!" he complained after she drew away. But he had an amused smile on his face. "You know my weakness."
"If you don't think that's fair," grinned Lissa, sitting down on his other side, "wait till it's two against one." She pulled his head to the side and kissed him just like Brit had. Brit leaned in and made it a three-way kiss. They kept it up for several minutes, the girls deliberately rubbing their bodies up against his and even sliding their hands down to his crotch. They kissed him all over his face and neck, and the others could tell from the look on his face that he was enjoying it.
"I'm impressed," commented Rachael. "I had no idea Greg could hold out that long. I know if they were doing that to me, I would have given up in three seconds. But you've got some serious willpower."
"I hate to spoil your impression," Greg replied between kisses, "but I gave up two minutes ago. I just didn't say because I was having too much fun letting the girls try to convince me."
"Does that mean it's all settled then?" asked Brit.
"It's settled," he replied. "I'm willing to give this new lifestyle a chance."
His announcement was met by a chorus of cheers and applause from the group. Lissa and Brit both threw their arms around his neck in glee and hugged him tightly. He glanced over at Jeff, who was grinning from ear to ear. They were right, of course. They had been right all along. Greg realized now that he was the only one who had been unable to see that.
"But how is this going to work?" he asked as soon as the cheers quieted down. "When I'm in the mood for one of the girls, do I just go right up to them and ask them to have sex with me?"
"Sounds good to me," Lissa replied. "As long as I can do the same to you."
"And what about me?" asked Jeff. "Same rules? Because I'm in the mood for Brit right now."
Brit immediately hopped up off of her father's lap and dashed over to him, where she threw her arms around Jeff. "Me too!" she said enthusiastically.
"I think before we start jumping into bed with each other," said Allison, "we need to figure out a set of rules that we can all live with."
"You're no fun," Rachael whined.
"Just so that we have no false expectations," Allison told her. "Besides, you'll like my rules. The first rule is that Greg and Jeff are allowed to have sex with any of the girls here."
"Okay!" Jeff agreed enthusiastically.
"Before you start acting so happy," Allison told him, "keep in mind that that means you have to be willing to share Kari with your father. And Brit too."
He nodded. "I can live with that. Neither of them mind sharing me, so I figure I can do the same."
"Good. The second rule is that the girls here are not only allowed to have sex with Greg and Jeff, but each other too. Every girl in this room must be willing to have sex with anyone else in this room. That means any combination of boy-girl or girl-girl."
"As long as everyone understands that I'm first and foremost in love with Lissa," said Alya. "But I'm willing to fool around with everyone else."
"That's a good point, and it takes us to Rule Number Three," Allison told her. "Just because we're all each other's sexual partners doesn't mean that our love for each other is identical. Greg, I would hope that your love for me is different from your love for Lissa and Brit."
"It is," he reassured her with a smile.
"And despite Crystal's teasing, you love me more than her," she added.
"Sorry Crystal," said Greg, "but she's right."
"That's okay," Crystal grinned. "Our relationship was always defined by sex anyway, so as long as I don't have to give that up I'm happy."
"Which brings up Rule Four, which is a corollary to Rule Three," Allison continued. "No jealousy. If you think you would have a problem with your girlfriend or boyfriend having sex with someone else, even right in front of you, speak up now. Jeff? Greg?"
"I've already said what I think about Kari having sex with Dad," said Jeff. "I can accept it. And of course, watching her have sex with other girls is a turn-on."
"And you've already been having sex with Jeff," Greg told Allison. "If I was likely to have a problem with it, it would have happened months ago."
"Very well then," Allison smiled. "Rule Five. Although we should be open to the idea of having sex in front of each other, it's okay to do it in private too. There are some times when I just want to be with Greg alone and spend some intimate time with him. And I'm sure Jeff and Kari feel the same way."
"And don't forget me and Jeff," Brit added.
"And Brit and Jeff," Allison repeated. "And now for the final rule. My personal favorite. Sex will not be limited to just two people at a time."
"That gives us a lot of room for creativity," said Lissa. "Allison, you're an ex math teacher. Just how many possible combinations is that?"
"Let's see... nine people, each person counted or not... That's two to the ninth power. Minus one. No, minus two. Five hundred ten."
"Where did you get the minus two?"
"One of those is for the case of no people having sex."
"What a depressing idea," Rachael commented.
"And the other one is the case where only Jeff and Greg are involved. We'll assume that the two of them double-teaming one of us is acceptable though."
"Well, with five hundred ten possibilities, we've got our work cut out for us," grinned Rachael. "I suggest we start with the five hundred and tenth combination. The one where we're all involved."
"What, all together?" asked Greg.
"Why not?" asked Kari. "It would be a great way to start us off."
"I don't know," he said. "I'm willing to make the effort, but I'm not sure I'm really comfortable with an all out... I mean..."
"Orgy?" Rachael helpfully suggested.
"Right," he nodded.
"Hmm..." said Allison. "I certainly don't want to do anything that would make you nervous, but at the same time, I think this would be the best thing for you."
"We could always take it slow," said Kari. "Start by pairing up with our usual partners. We would all be together, but with someone we're comfortable with. Greg and Allison, Lissa and Alya, Jeff and me--"
"But I want to be with Jeff!" insisted Brit. "I haven't been allowed to for over six months now, and I'm not going to wait any longer!"
"That's fine," said Kari. "I suppose that leaves me with my little sister. What do you say, Crystal?"
"You're making me horny," she replied.
"Is that all right, Greg?" asked Allison.
He nodded. "I suppose so."
"And what am I supposed to do, just play with myself?" asked Rachael.
"You can be with Greg and me," Allison offered. "We'll make it a threesome. Nothing we haven't done already. All right, Greg?"
"That's all right with me," he grinned.
"I have another suggestion," said Allison. "And sort of a confession. I think we should start the festivities tomorrow instead of today."
"Why?" asked Lissa.
"To give me time to put together a slide show of all the naughty pictures we've taken. We'll play them on the big screen down here to get us in the mood. Greg, I have to admit, before I deleted those vacation photos from last year, I made a backup. And Jeff, if you got my hint about those pictures you took, you should have a backup as well. And if anyone has any other pictures to contribute to the cause, I'm sure we'd all like to see them."
Greg laughed. "Why you devious little..." he said, then pulled Allison in and kissed her.
"And now that you've finally decided to stop acting like it's a crime for families to love each other, I have one more confession to make. And this is on behalf of everyone here. We've all been plotting against you."
"Plotting against me?" he asked, astonished.
"Yes. I'm surprised you didn't catch on earlier. The girls running around naked, Brit and Crystal switching bunks, even that fun time we had with the girls yesterday. That one was a little dangerous, I admit. After all, I got the idea from the floor show at the Pajama Club. Remember that?"
"No wonder it seemed so familiar!" he exclaimed.
"So you're not mad?"
"Answer me one thing. How long have you been plotting against me?"
"Since the day after Lissa returned from school."
"Then I'm not mad. I think by that time it was pretty obvious to everyone, except perhaps me, that we couldn't go back to how we were. So you were just trying to help me see that. Besides, the only way I can make this change in my lifestyle is if I to believe that it's good for me. And if I believe it's good, then I really can't fault you for trying to convince me of that. Even if I take issue with some of your methods, I appreciate your effort."
"I'm glad," said Allison.
"So I guess there's only one thing left for me to do," Greg smiled.
"What?"
"Call my secretary at the office to let everyone know I'm not coming in next week. I've got some vacation time saved up, and I think now is a great time to use it."
That night as everyone got ready for bed, Allison and Brit came into Jeff's room. "Jeff," said Allison, "Brit wants to sleep in your bed tonight."
"Absolutely!" he agreed immediately.
"The thing is, I'm not sure that's a good idea," Allison told him.
"What? I thought you were all for us getting together like this."
"Oh, don't get me wrong. I want you to fuck her silly. I just think it would be more enjoyable if you waited until tomorrow, when we can all watch you."
"Oh. Yeah, I guess you're right. Brit, what do you think?"
"I can wait," she replied. "But I still want to sleep with you tonight. We don't have to have sex."
"I'm not sure Jeff could control himself," said Allison.
"Well, what if we kept our underwear on? That way there would be less of a temptation."
"I suppose that would work. Jeff, it's up to you. Could you control yourself like that?"
"I think so," he nodded. "But if Brit doesn't mind, I'd like her to wear just her panties."
Brit giggled. "You naughty boy," she said. "Okay, it's a deal." She immediately set to work stripping down.
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