That Saturday afternoon, I had the house to myself, which was something of a rare occasion now that my daughter and her roommate were staying with me. They'd temporarily moved in after a summer storm did some damage to their apartment building. I enjoyed having my daughter, Olivia, back under my roof. At twenty-three, she'd returned to her hometown after graduating college, and her apartment was just ten minutes from my h...

Bridget pulled her top over her head, revealing a bra that matched her panties. I had to fight back a moan as I tried not to ogle the swell of her breasts. Why was she doing this? I wondered. I understood the humiliation she wanted to inflict on me, but why did she want to be half-naked in front of her friend's dad? She dropped her top before me, then strolled over to a small but sturdy wooden table beneath the window. Wh...