Richard smiled as they entered the living room, letting both his hands drop from their respective perches. The hand on Kelly, however, lightly brushed over the curve of her rear as he did so. "Please, have a seat, get comfortable. Can I interest you in a drink?" He asks, playing the equally polite host. Of course there was more at play here then just having a conversation. Once she sat down, he would sit down beside her, dangerously close but not too imposing.<br/><br/>"Yes, Tessa mentioned the conversation you had with her." He slid his hand onto the teachers leg, where it was exposed below her skirt, giving it a gentle squeeze. If she had been mortified by watching a father fucking his daughter in the school parking lot, he'd be in jail. But he wasn't so that meant she had been turned on by what she had seen. Turned on by Tessa, and by him. And that was why she was here. He motioned Tessa to go to the kitchen to bring them all drinks before he leaned in closer to Kelly.<br/><br/>"She told me what you saw in the parking lot after our meeting." His hand on her leg squeezed it again, gently, before starting to rub up and down in small strokes. "You can't deny that I've had a positive affect on Tessa since her mother abandoned her. I hope her attitude in class has been...positive?"<br/>