One day, when my son 's new girlfriend was over at our stead, he asked if she could expend the nighttime. I agreed as long as she told her mother. Sandra's mother was very strict so I did n't call up she would leave it. Sandra enjoyed being away from her mother's watchful eye while she was at our house. I was on the telephone set with her mom and she said Sandra was crazy about my son so they were not to sleep in the same bed. When I told them, my son said his bed could easily fit two. I said that we had to obey her mom's compliments. I didn't want her coming back to me about this. Later on, they were together in my son's room. Once I was ready for bed, I went back and knocked on his room access. There was a silence, then my son said"Just a sec !"I told him through the room access that his mom and I were going to bed. We said goodnight. The adjacent morning time, I noticed Sandra was sleeping on the couch. I was felicitous that they had listened to me. As I was cooking breakfast, Sandra walked passed me to the privy. She was only wearing a t-shirt and pantie. The T-shirt wasn't very long, so I got a glimpse of her cute underwear. She only passed for a instant, but it was a nice surprise. It came back to my nous later when my son was thanking me for knocking that night. I sometimes wonder what I would have stepped in on if I had opened his door.

A week later there was a similar scene. I was cooking breakfast and she came in. The shirt she was wearing was longer this clock time, so I could only see her legs. She said upright morning and I handed her a cup of coffee. As she sat against the board and drank it, I looked down to see if I could get a peek at what she was wearing this clock time. But I was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing anything under the shirt ! I was looking right at her young pussy. Then she noticed me staring."What ?"she started to say until she remembered she wasn't wearing any underclothes. Her face went red and she hurried out, excusing herself. She left before I could reply.

Over the following few days she was different around me. She was acting shy and hardly made eye contact. I knew she was feeling embarrassed by what happened. I really should n't ingest stared, but in the consequence I couldn't flavor away. I kept trying to remember of a way to sing to her about it, but it seemed like bringing it up would realize matter worse. One Night though, my problem solved itself when she came to my room.

It was late and I was at my desk. She was wearing shorts this time, much to my disappointment. She asked if I remembered that time in the kitchen. I told her I did. She started to apologize, but I stopped her. I told her she did nothing damage and it was perfectly fine. She smiled, but said she still felt embarrassed. I told her she was a beautiful female child and that was nothing to be embarrassed about. What happened would stay between us. No one, especially her mom, would know. At that she seemed protruding and gave me a hug.

It turns out this talk gave her a real cost increase in trust. She was being favorable with me again. And playful. One morning she even teased me with a look at her ass. We shared a smile. She had gone back to sleeping in just a T-shirt. She repeated this on several social function, making my shaft very hard. I jacked it to her many clip, thinking about her bending over the table pulling her shirt up.

One night when my wife was out staying with relative, Sandra came to my way. I was wearing a shirt and some underwear. She was in her bed shirt. I asked her what she was still doing up. She sat on the bed and said she couldn't nap. She leaned back a niggling and I watched as her shirt lifted up around her shank. She asked if she could kip in my bed tonight. I felt my heart metre faster and said yes. She got under the cover while I went to ferment the bedside lamp off. She was watching my bulge, but I pretended not to remark. I turned the light off and got in bed, facing her back. She scooched up against me and her shirt moved higher up off her ass. Her bare behind was pressing against my underwear. It felt not bad, and I just lay there enjoying it for a while. I moved my handwriting down her side of meat until I reached her leg. Then I started moving it back up, pulling her shirt higher. She suddenly moved to the side of the bed, turned the lamp on, and sat up. We looked at each other. She grabbed the ends of her shirt and lifted it over her headland. I was speechless as I took in the inside information of her body. Her boobs were big and her nipples were clearly excited. She said that the bedroom should be the most prosperous stead of the house. I agreed with her and have a go at it she wanted to see me too. I took off my own clothes. As I laid back she put a hired hand on my cock, feeling me. She moved down and began licking it. I was in heaven. She started stroking it and putting the tip in her mouth. She took to a greater extent of it in her mouth, using her knife against the bottom. After working me up a bit, she moved up and lay against my torso. I gave her tits some lovemaking while her pussy pressed against my concentrated peter. Finally she slid down onto it. I couldn't trust how practiced this missy felt. `` Dad 's cock feel larger than his son 's. '' We started moving our hips and she moaned loudly. It wasn't long until her twat started tightening on my cock. I was at my limit and filled her with my cum. She collapsed against me and we fell asleep.

After first, my wife thought I was making this story up when I told her, but she started to really savor it. Now I've got her fantasizing about my son's male Friend. Who knows what might happen .