At the table. Finishing her breakfast.

You walk up to the front door of the Anderson's house again and Mr. Anderson welcomes you inside with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, James! I don't know what must have come over me to yell at you like that," he said closing the door behind you and putting his hand on your shoulder, "Can you forgive an old man for an honest mistake?"

"It's no problem at all, Bob." You reply. You guess by his lack of a reaction to using his first name that you're on a first name basis now. He's letting you fuck his daughter after all. It's the least that he could do.

You see Melissa at the dining room table fishing up the last spoonfuls of her oatmeal. She looks up to see you and greets you with a warm smile.

"James!" She attempts to yell with a mouthful of oatmeal. She swallowed it and wiped her mouth on her napkin before jumping out of her chair.

"Go show her a good time, James." Her father says and gives you a nudge in her direction.

She runs at you shouting your name again. This time much clearer without the extra food in her mouth. She wraps her arms around you and plants a big kiss on your lips. You eagerly respond to her attack by grabbing her ass as she starts grinding up against you.

"You seem very happy to see me today," she said. She must have felt your cock through your pants with her grinding because you are rock hard.