Her words send shockwaves through you; you were expecting her to ask about going out with friends, not this. "Sarah..." You begin, feeling a mixture of surprise and arousal surging through you. "... Are you sure? I mean... Mom and I... We've never talked about anything like that."

Sarah nods vigorously, her brown curls bouncing around her face. "I know we haven't, daddy... But I really want to help you feel better. Mom works so hard and she deserves a break... And..." She bites her lower lip, looking up at you with those big, innocent eyes. "... And I think I could make you feel good too." Her voice drops to a whisper as she reaches out a hand, gently touching your arm.