" he smiledWe met at Charlie and Rose's house in the evening of the Wednesday in the next week. Beth was already there when I arrived, sitting in a chair in the sitting room, looking nervous and pale. There was a bottle of mineral water and glasses laid out on the coffee table in the centre of the room. I sat in another armchair. Rose sat on the sofa, with a file of papers on the seat next to her. She kept notes, my marriage was a set of notes in some filing cabinet.Rose looked at us both. "There are some things I should say before we start. First, this meeting and any others we have are totally confidential. If you're worried about Charlie and work, Tim, don't. Charlie knows this is nothing to do with him. As a counsellor I will tell you that it's best if there are no secrets in a marriage, but there are between Charlie and myself, the things that go on when I'm counselling. Second, and this is really aimed at you Tim for this evening, but applies to you both really, there will be no. It's really okay. Don't be scared. I mean, you're looking at my penis right? So it's okay if I see your breasts, right? But put the towel back on if it makes you feel better." I'm sorry Dad, I didn't mean for it to fall off."She had the towel in one hand and the washcloth in the other. She didn't know what to do for a second. Then stood up and handed her father the washcloth with no attempt to cover her nakedness. He took the cloth and wiped off his penis and his hand. She silently offered him the towel. He took that, too, and dried off his hand. He stood up and dried off his penis and balls while his daughter watched. She didn't make a sound, but her face was deeply blushed. He dropped the towel and washcloth on the floor and then pulled his tee shirt over his head. He was naked, fully exposed to the fascinated gaze of his sixteen-year old daughter, just as she was exposed to his gaze. His penis twitched and grew in size."Wow, dad," she said in almost a whisper, "why.
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