It 's a Wednesday Night and Steve is about to get at his work 's office company. His knob, haystack, encouraged everyone to bring their families and since Steve is recently divorced, he only had his daughter Rachel to play. Once again he 's going to possess to endure guy cable looking at his hot teenage daughter. And once again he 's going to receive to deal with his hot girl looking sexy and flirting with every guy she sees. Steve is used to this by now. Ever since she hit pubescence she 's been problem and Steve lost his clump a long time ago. There 's not often he can do. poke fun his own age, in their 40s, have hit on her right in front of him - and she 's flirted right back. It 's no wonderment Steve is totally ashamed and a broken man - his girl is the aphrodisiac female child around and she knows it. He knows she gets around.

Steve enters the large room where the party is being held, his coworkers with their families, his Bos, and now he and his daughter. He can already feel the eye on his daughter. His cuss coworkers, heterosexual person males in their 30s and 40s who rarely get to see young girl like Steve 's daughter Rachel. It 's no marvel their wife get insecure.

Rachel is a very sexy fille. Standing at around 5'4 '' with long, dilute legs, smooth cutis with a slender tan, deep brown eyes, sultry facial features, plane stomach, tight fiddling butt end, perky 32C bust, and long, dark brunette hair with lighter highlights. Combined with an aura of 'sex'and her flirtatious, submissive personality, she 's definitely a miss who is very self-aware of what she does to guys. She 's a daughter destined to become a stripper or pornstar. She walks into the party, dressed in stiff, low-rising, lightly toned denim with a hot pink thong just barely showing above her white, shiny studded belt ; and cute, furry gabardine boots covering her feet and shin. Her top is a mingy, thin, soft and white zip-up, long-sleeve crop top sweater with a furry cowl and middle showing. Her stomach exposed, you can see her glazed naval piercing and lower back tramper stamp tattoo showing just above her thong. Around her neck hangs a glazed, silver-tongued 'Playboy'pendant and a pink and flatware, glittering necklace that reads 'Barbie'in a very girly font. They run down her chest, just above her perky cleavage. Her face is dolled up and pretty, with bright garden pink back talk, raccoon-like eye shadower complimenting her night, aphrodisiacal eyes and plucked brow. Her piano, shiny brunette hair's-breadth with highlights runs down her bureau and her backside, teased up a bit in the top to give her hair a 'bigger'look. She 's a bad looking girl.

Rachel walks past times some of the Guy, knowing they 're catching whatever looks they can get at her, watching her tight, bubbly ass base on balls by. Some are lucky enough to catch a whiff of her sparkle, rose-scented essence. She shoots a few glimpse back and smiles innocently. Steve socializes, watching his daughter from afar as she socializes too, thinking to himself how hot she looks and how every straight guy in here must want to get it on her.

'' Steve, I did n't see you come in. '' Steve turns around to be greeted by his boss Rick, a heavy man than Steve and in his late 40s. An chesty son of a bitch, too.

'' hello, wrick. '' Steve shakes his paw briefly. `` Yeah, I just got here. ``

'' Good, well enjoy yourself. '' Rick pats him on the shoulder. `` Say, uh, you bring Rachel this time ? '' He asks, having previously loved seeing her the smattering of prison term he 's been able to the past few years.

'' Yeah, I brought her. '' Steve replies.

'' Listen, we 'll catch up later, we still have to tattle about your performance on the last quarterly. '' Rick says, leaving abruptly. Steve gulps nervously, knowing he 's in risk of being fired.

Rick walks up to Rachel, a confident grinning on his face, `` Hey sweetheart, how are ya ? Remember me ? ``

'' Yeah, of form ! '' She says excitedly in her cheery, bubbly heights pitched vocalization. `` You 're my dad 's boss. '' She giggles like a bimbo.

'' Yeah, it 's been awhile. Nice to see you, baby. '' He smiles down at her and then takes another swig of his drinking. She smiles back. `` So, you doing undecomposed in school ? ``

'' Mmm, not really. '' She giggles up at him.

'' Haha, do n't worry, I wo n't narrate your dad. Besides, a girl like you does n't require school. '' He casually steps a little closer, giving her a lascivious look.

'' Oh yeah ? Why 's that ? '' She smirks up at him and bites the straw from her drink.

'' Because, you know ... '' He looks down at her consistency, `` A girl like you can get whatever she wants. ``

'' Sometimes. '' Rachel giggles, looking down and then back up at him and tilting her head while smiling.

'' Sometimes ? '' He enthuses, kidding around. `` My, my, I 'd detest to be your dad, having a girl who turns heads like you do. ``

She giggles, leaning into him and casually placing her bridge player on his chest. `` Stop, you old man. '' She teases, but in fact she loves confident and prevalent elderly men like him.

'' Old man ? ! '' He exasperates with a playful scandalisation, `` I guess you 're right. '' He chuckles. `` Let 's get you a more adult beverage. '' He motions her over to the bar.

'' sure enough. '' She smiles as haystack takes her hand and leads her over to the bar. They sit down next to each other. `` Just do n't distinguish my dad. ``

'' It will be our private. '' He winks at her, handing her a glass of wine. They both drink. `` So, just how much fuss are you giving pa these days ? He chasing away any guy rope lately ? '' He asks playfully, touching her shoulder.

'' Oh, you know how he is. He would n't chase away a fly. '' She giggles.

'' Ha, ai n't that the Truth. I wish he was a little more positive and aggressive in his work. '' Rick retorts, looking over at Steve and noticing that he 's looking back at them so he nods while raising his drink and Steve nods back awkwardly.

'' Is that why he thinks you might give notice him soon ? '' Rachel asks in a curious tone.

'' Oh, so you know about that huh ? '' rick takes another drink. `` Well, that 's part of it. '' He sighs. `` tone, your dad is a nice guy. A 'nice'guy, you know what I mean ? Too prissy, too pipe down, too passive. He does n't dominate respect. I mean, look at you. You 're smokin'hot, '' She blushes, smiling down and then attend back up, `` I bet you make hombre go unbalanced, huh ? And all these grown men eying you up and down, myself included. '' He chuckles. `` That would n't happen if your dad commanded regard. '' Rick drinks again, smirking over at Steve from across the room. `` Sorry, Rachel. I did n't mean to diss your dad. I like the guy, it 's just ... ''

'' It 's okay, I know. '' She interjects. `` I know poke fun feeling at me all the time and he 's never really done anything. '' She drinks some more wine-colored. `` One time a few geezerhood ago some guy around his age flirted with me right in front of him while we were at the mall. My dad tried to recite him to stop but the guy just kept doing it and laughed at my dad, and even grabbed my ass as he left. '' She giggles playfully.

'' Haha, wow. That 's pathetic. '' crick chuckles. `` I 'd belt down a guy if he did that to my daughter. '' hayrick drinks again. `` So, you like guys like your dad, or no ? '' He asks.

'' Haha, definitely not. '' She giggles. `` I like guys more like the type who grabbed my butt joint that day. '' She smirks flirtatiously.

'' So, bozo like me ? '' Rick playfully asks.

Rachel giggles again, leaning into him and putting her script on his dresser. `` Yeah, I suppose so. '' She replies.

'' It 's too bad I 'm just some old guy ... '' He winks at her playfully.

'' Yeah, too bad ... '' She responds back up to him, smiling.

'' What I would n't move over to be thirty years younger ... '' He says in a deep flavour, looking her up and down and then into her eyes. She looks down, blushing a little. Steve watches from afar, trying to wonder what his chief and his daughter are talking about.

'' So, I really hope you do n't discharge my dad. He buys me a lot of things and if he 's fired then he ca n't anymore ... '' She pouts up at him submissively.

'' Hmm, well I ca n't assure that, sweetie ... '' He replies as he starts to caress her right on hand with his allow hand on the bar. `` Why do n't we sneak away to my office and talk more about it and maybe you can convince me not to fire your male parent. '' He asks confidently.

She looks up at him, biting her lip a picayune. `` O.K.. '' She smiles. Rachel 's been very aware of how much her father 's boss wants to bang her for a while now and now she might give him what he wants.

Rick finishes his drink and gets up, leading her to his office. Steve watches them leave his survey as they go around the recession, wondering where they 're going. kink looks around before opening the door to his office and leading Rachel in, his deal on her humbled back guiding her.

Rick immediately puts his workforce on her hips, pushing her towards his desk, smirking down at her arrogantly. Rachel pretends to balk a little, but she actually loves being manhandled like this. `` So, what can you do to win over me to not fire your dad ? '' He asks, looking sternly down at her.

'' I 'll do anything. '' She says in her soft, in high spirits pitched bubbly teenage voice, submissively looking up at him.

'' Good girl. '' He says while putting his arm around her, rubbing up and down her backbone and enjoying the feeling of her smooth, easygoing skin on his fingertips. He breathes with child, really getting into groping her and enjoying her trunk. He grips her ass, pulling her into him as she moans softly. He holds her tightly, his left hand on her lower back, his right field on the back of her neck. He shakes her a little bit violently, smirking down at her. `` You like that, huh ? '' He asks, feeling the blast in his lumbus ignite.

'' Mmm yeah. '' She smiles up at him, her hands on his chest as she enjoys him roughly manhandling her. She feels him grapple the cover of her mind, stroking her hair.

He leans down to kiss her, pushing her head into his as he grips her tomentum. They lock mouth, kissing passionately. A man in his late XL kissing a stripling girl. They make out briefly, his mitt groping her all over as her right hand goes down to badger the bulge in his knickers, rubbing it.

They switch status, he now leans against the desk and she faces her rachis to him, grinding her ass against his bulge. He rubs her busty pap from behind, his right-hand mitt going further up to lightly choke her from nates. He kisses her forefront, breathing in and loving it. `` You like that bullshit, huh ? '' He groans between his teeth, shaking her promontory a niggling by her throat.

'' Mhm. '' She nods a little. He turns her around and holds her against his chest, stroking her hair's-breadth. `` You 're just the variety of man I like. '' She purrs up at him submissively, smiling. `` I wish you were my daddy instead ... ''

'' Mmm, oh yeah ? '' He grins, his hands going back down to her mingy ass and holding her against his crotch. `` I knew you needed a substantial daddy. '' He chuckles a bit. `` Why do n't you get on your human knee like a goodness girlfriend and demonstrate to your new daddy why he should n't send away your begetter. '' He kisses her gently on the forehead.

She drops to her knees and instantly begins to rub the jut in his pants with her soft fiddling work force and kissing it with her pink mouth, running her mouth over the jut as she gazes up at him submissively. He can only stare back down in amazement, his right hired hand holding her head against the prominence in his jeans and stroking her diffused hair. He unzips his pants as she rubs her tits, taking his pecker and balls out of the zipper. His prick hanging in her face, she smiles up at him while stroking it softly and slowly. Her passably eyes shut halfway as she slowly begins to buss the tip of his rooster. He gasps, his head hanging back in joy. The trope of her soft, burnished pink lip on his cock too a good deal. She goes down on him, slowly taking his cock into her mouth as she holds onto the base of his prick with her left helping hand. She stares up at him as he breathes harder, his peter between her pink lips, his tool filling her mouth. `` Oh fuck. '' He mumbles under his breath as he feels his turncock on her tongue. She applies more suck, going in and out on his dick. Making fiddling slurping noise and flabby groan as she enjoys the taste of his throbbing cock. `` You 're so fucking sexy. '' He groans down to her as his redress helping hand strokes her hair's-breadth, guiding her head up and down on his rooster. Her mouth salivates over his shaft as she moans softly, giving minuscule looks up at him. Her rightfield hired hand begins to cup his Ball, rubbing them gently as she goes back and forth on his prick. She works the heading, running her lips all over it, kissing it, making love to it, swirling her clapper around his throbbing head as she rubs his testicles. She takes it out, breathing ever so slightly over his cock as she gazes at it, still rubbing his balls. She licks and kisses up and down the sides as she bats her eyes up at him. He ca n't conceive all of this is actually happening. He grins down at her with his hands on his hips and she loves it. She loves being on her knee joint in forepart of him. She dribbles a little bit of spit from her mouth onto his putz and jerks it all over it. She begins to deepthroat his cock, her hands pulling her into his rooster by holding onto the pockets of his knickers. He groans dominantly, heart rolling back into his head as he bites his lip from feeling his cock go down her short throat. She eagerly deepthroats, slurping and slobbering all over his tool. Her saliva coalesce with his pre-cum drippage from her back talk and onto her cleavage. She kneels perfectly, her back arched slightly, her bosomy pectus sticking out. She goes all the way in on his dick, taking it all over and over. His knees buckle a footling as his wet, throbbing tool microscope slide in and out of her oral cavity and down her throat as she gives him the enceinte blowjob of his life. `` Such a upright cocksucker, baby. '' He groans down at her boldly. She just looks up at him with his cock in her mouth, her Robert Brown eyes gazing up at him. She goes all the way down once more, her horn in pressed against his pants, sticking her little tongue out just enough to graze his clod. `` Fuck, she 's licking my formal with my cock in her mouth and I 'm still not feeling teeth. '' He wonders in astonishment in his own promontory. She comes up for air, panting a little before down to snog, lick and draw his balls. His wet throbbing cock dangles over her reasonably expression as she faces up to him, sucking and licking each of his nut. Kissing them over and over with her voiced ping lips. `` Fuck, you 're good. '' He growls as he focuses on not blowing his load. She comes back up to look his throbbing cock and begins to deepthroat some more, her hands on his thighs. Her oral cavity waters on his dick, eagerly slurping. He bends his knees a petty and seize her jolly head, feeling her soft hair on his fingerbreadth. He pumps her sassing, fucking her font in and out. Thrusting in and out of her mouth and down her throat, faster and faster as he groans and enjoys the sound of his cock forcing its way into her mouthpiece. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans loudly, almost cumming. He holds her down all the way, patting her head, then lets go as she gasps for air. `` Your founding father 's got one hell of a peter fall guy for a daughter. '' He chuckles dominantly above her as she pants.

He takes a deep breath, recovering from just getting blown by his employee 's teenage daughter in his office with him just down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall. He walks behind the desk, sitting down on his chair. `` come here, sweetie. Crawl over to daddy. '' He demands between his teeth, looking at her fiercly as he takes off his pants.

She crawls over as told, getting in front of him, under his desk. She kisses the inside of his thighs, kissing further and further up to his balls and then up to the tip of his shaft. She begins to bob up and down his throbbing cock, moaning softly as she does so. Her saliva and his pre-cum coast down his cock as she goes faster, slurping up and down with her hands on his thighs. She stops, then running her mouth up and down the side, kissing it all over as she looks up at him. `` Fuck ... '' He groans, running his paw through her soft hair. `` Get down there. '' He demands as he sits further back into the chair, lifting his hips further up. He grips her hair, guiding her down feather to below his balls. He spreads his ramification as she begins to osculate below his balls. Soft, passionate kiss with her pink mouth, with slight clout with her piffling tongue. She moans softly, this is n't the showtime time she 's done this. She goes down further, kissing over his ass hole a few prison term. `` Fuck yeah, you dirty slut. '' He groans and breathes harder, feeling her soft lip on his ass and taint, her easygoing hair tickling him. She goes up to sop up his clump, sucking on them tightly, each one, as she jacks his throbbing turncock. She takes his cock back in her oral fissure and begins to quickly bob her head. Faster and faster, her hair bounces around as she uses her rima oris to get him off. She takes it all, going down so that her intrude presses against the loins above his cock. He holds her pull down with both hands, gripping her fuzz, moving her head around on his cock before letting her go. She gasps, coughing a picayune as he grins down at her. `` Yeah, bitch. '' He groans, stroking her hair.

While this is going on, Steve looks around to see where Rachel has gone. He quietly walks down the hall, looking for her and wondering if she went with Rick somewhere. He did n't like the look of them talking, they seemed very friendly. He sees haystack 's agency room access closed and can faintly hear RIck 's vocalization as he presses his ear against it.

Suddenly RIck hears his door starting signal to open. He sits up quickly, moving his chair into the desk. Rachel is pushed back harshly. `` Shh ! '' He whispers aggressively while his go away hand reaches down to grab her hair hard. Trying to act calm and cool by looking over some papers on his desk, he looks up at who it is. He sees Steve enter and the epinephrine shoots through his veins. `` Steve ! '' He says gleefully with a smile.

'' Oh, hey Rick. Sorry for barging in, I was just looking for Rachel, my daughter. '' Steve says, looking at Rick. All Steve can see is everything above Rick 's waist.

'' Oh, uh, I do n't fuck where she is ... '' crick answer, his heart thumping out of his pectus, his shaft still throbbing. He can feel Rachel 's oral cavity back on his cock as wrick sits up in the chair, gripping the rachis of her neck opening with his go forth hand, his right hired man on the top of the desk.

'' well, I saw her run off with you, so I thought you might fuck. '' Steve says in a suspicious musical note, his judgement racing with thoughts of what 's going on.

'' Oh, yeah, uh ... '' crick cough. `` I was showing her where the can was. '' He looks up at Steve, his cock in his daughter 's mouth. Just as Steve is about to say something else, RIck grips Rachel 's hair harder, forcing her to bob her headland up and down faster.

'' Oh, okay. I already looked there but I guess she went somewhere else. I 'll keep looking. '' Steve says. `` So, gettin'some work done during the company, huh ? That 's why you 're the boss haha. '' Steve forces a mild chuckle.

'' Just looking over something for tomorrow. '' Rick replies, his voice nearly trembling. He can only opine how flustered he must look as he tries not to breathe so hard. He can feel the cum building in his egg as Rachel bobs her headspring up and down. Suddenly a loud thump noise comes from wrick 's desk. Rachel banged the back of her head under his desk while going up and down on his throbbing turncock, with her dad standing ten understructure away. She feels the sting on her head, trying not to make any disturbance. Steve looks at Rick confused, his judgement getting even more suspicious. `` Damn these desks, too small for me. Always banging my knees. '' rick says off the top of his head, trying to meet it off while he squeezes the rachis of Rachel 's neck harder.

'' Yeah ... Ha. '' Steve retorts. `` I 'll look around some more. If you see her, distinguish her I 'm looking for her. ``

'' Sure, no thing Steve. '' haystack nods, smiling while continuing to feel his throbbing pecker in his daughter 's picayune mouth. `` Listen, Steve, about the every quarter ... '' Rick begins as Steve 's about to leave. `` Do n't worry about it, it happens. Let 's just move on. '' He smirks at Steve.

'' Thanks, haystack. '' Steve says, a little astonied. They nod to each other and Steve leaves.

'' Fuck. '' Rick exasperates, his center rolling back as he relaxes into the chair. He moves back the electric chair and Rachel move with him. He leans down, smiling down at her, and begins to stroke her hair. `` That was closelipped, hmm ? '' He says under his breath.

'' That was so hot. '' She smiles like a naughty trollop up at him. `` We almost got hitch heheh. '' She giggles softly.

'' If only your light ass dad knew what that sound was haha. '' Rick chuckle, stroking her fuzz some more as he looks down at her. `` His own daughter under my desk sucking on my pecker. '' He grins, then kissing her on the headland. He begins to grip her pilus and then sits back into the chair, pulling her head onto his cock. `` donjon going. ``

Rachel goes back down on him, eagerly slobbering all over his cock. Her mouth even more thirsty for him, even more turned on by what just happened. She works his cock while moaning softly up at him. Shortly after, he ca n't take much Thomas More. `` Oh fuck. '' He groans. He grips her hair's-breadth as he 's about to erupt. He holds her down on his throbbing cock. `` Ah fuck ! '' He groans meretricious, starting to shoot his load up into her young backtalk and down her throat. He pumps her sassing with a hot lode, slowly pumping up and down. He pants as his mind and body go numb. He lets go of her hairsbreadth and she continues to suck up up and down slowly. She feels his huge load shoot down her throat. She licks his cock clean and jerk, kissing it all over as he stares down at her grinning.

'' Oh baby, that was so good. '' His representative shakes a footling as he stands up and buckles up his trouser. He takes her script and helps her up.

'' You tasted so good. '' She purrs up at him softly, smiling.

rick wraps his sleeve around her, kissing her on the os frontale. `` salutary girl ... '' He says softly, smirking down at her. `` Here 's my business identity card, put the number into your headphone. I want you again. '' He says boldly as he hands her the card.

'' Okay. '' She nods and smiles.

'' Now let 's go back out there and sham like you did n't just sustain my rooster down your throat and I 'll pretend like I did n't just cum down your throat. '' He chuckles, smirking down at her. As he takes a deep intimation, he opens the door and then cautiously looks up and down the hall to see if it 's exculpated. `` Do me a favor and pass your dad a kiss on the face. Would love to see that after knowing you just had my hammer between those pretty pink backtalk. '' He grins down at her as she nods.

'' Hey, Steve ! I found your young lady. '' Rick says casually, coming up behind him. `` She was in the stairwell on her earpiece or something. ``

'' Oh hey, thanks. '' Steve says.

'' Yeah dad, I was just on my phone. I got bored. '' Rachel says.

'' Yeah, alright ... Uh, yeah. I guess I was just a bit worried is all. '' Steve says, trying to forget the mistrust he had. He notices her hair a petty fray and her makeup a little off. `` It was probably nothing, it 's all in my psyche. '' He thinks to himself.

'' It 's alright, daddy. '' She says, leaning up to peck him on the cheek. It catches Steve by surprise as she has n't done that in a very long time.

Shortly after, they leave and Steve looks on as Rick and Rachel say goodbye. They smile at each other, and Rick gives her a picayune hug. Steve looks back as Rick smirks at him, nodding goodbye .