I got home from work and parked in the driveway. On my way home, I'd reflected on what had happened in just one day. I had allowed myself to lose control. I'd reminded myself of my role in the family and decided that the game I was playing with Lexi was too risky and wrong to continue.
I'd tell you about the evening, but it was the picture of normal: nobody in risqué clothing, no double-entendre conversations. I was in a very relaxed and relieved mood and totally unprepared for Lexi's goodnight kiss.
Normally, there'd be a quick touch and warm hug outside her door. We four climbed the stairs; I was behind Lexi, trying to ignore her perfect little ass in those snug shorts. At the top, she stepped into her room. I naturally followed, still lulled by the uneventful evening.
We were out of
