There was a babble of excited conversation as Bret took his spent tool out.
"That was wild, Daddy," Bette told her father. "Think of it, you've fucked both a man and his wife in one night."
"Now that you mention it, I did at that. It isn't going to be the last time either."
"Come to the bathroom, Daddy, and I'll wash your cock for you."
In the bathroom, Bette ran a basin of warm water and lovingly washed her father's tool, drawing the skin well back to ensure that it was perfectly cleansed.
As she washed, they talked about the excitement the evening had provided and of all the fun they would enjoy in the future.
"Think of how wonderful it would be if your mother stayed away," Bret said with a sigh.
"I was thinking that, Daddy, but now I have another idea. What if I were to seduce her, get her turned on to swinging sex and then we could swing as a whole fucking family?"
"Bette, I don't think you're kidding," he told her with a serious expression. "I don't think that's even remotely possible, but then again, if anyone in the world could ever do it, that person is you."
"It's in the bag, Daddy," Bette assured her father.
"That's no way to talk about your mother, dear," he scolded and they laughed as they returned to their friends.