One day, when my son 's new girlfriend was over at our station, he asked if she could pass the night. I agreed as long as she told her mother. Sandra's mother was very hard-and-fast so I did n't think she would earmark it. Sandra enjoyed being away from her mother's alert eye while she was at our theater. I was on the phone 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 wishes. I didn't want her coming back to me about this. Later on, they were together in my son's elbow room. Once I was ready for bed, I went back and knocked on his doorway. There was a silence, then my son said"Just a sec !"I told him through the door that his mom and I were going to bed. We said goodnight. The next morning, I noticed Sandra was sleeping on the lounge. I was happy that they had listened to me. As I was cooking breakfast, Sandra walked passed me to the lavatory. She was only wearing a t-shirt and panties. The tee shirt wasn't very long, so I got a glimpse of her cute underwear. She only passed for a second, but it was a dainty surprise. It came back to my mind 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 standardized scene. I was cooking breakfast and she came in. The shirt she was wearing was longer this time, so I could only see her legs. She said just morning and I handed her a cup of chocolate. As she sat against the table and drank it, I looked down to see if I could get a peek at what she was wearing this metre. 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 underclothing. Her brass went red and she hurried out, excusing herself. She left before I could reply.

Over the next 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 stimulate stared, but in the minute I couldn't look away. I kept trying to cogitate of a way to talk to her about it, but it seemed like bringing it up would relieve oneself affair regretful. One night though, my problem solved itself when she came to my room.

It was tardy and I was at my desk. She was wearing shorts this clock time, much to my disappointment. She asked if I remembered that meter in the kitchen. I told her I did. She started to justify, but I stopped her. I told her she did nothing wrong and it was perfectly fine. She smiled, but said she still felt hinder. I told her she was a beautiful girl and that was zippo to be embarrassed about. What happened would stay between us. No one, especially her mom, would bed. At that she seemed relieved and gave me a hug.

It turns out this talk of the town gave her a really hike in confidence. She was being friendly with me again. And playful. One morning she even teased me with a look at her ass. We shared a grin. She had gone back to sleeping in just a t-shirt. She repeated this on several affair, making my shaft very hard. I jacked it to her many clip, thinking about her bend over the board pulling her shirt up.

One night when my wife was out staying with relatives, Sandra came to my room. 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 little and I watched as her shirt lifted up around her waist. She asked if she could sleep in my bed tonight. I felt my heart beat faster and said yes. She got under the covers while I went to turn the bedside lamp off. She was watching my bulge, but I pretended not to notice. I turned the light off and got in bed, facing her back. She scooched up against me and her shirt moved gamy up off her ass. Her bare behind was pressing against my underwear. It felt heavy, and I just lay there enjoying it for a while. I moved my helping hand down her incline until I reached her leg. Then I started moving it back up, pulling her shirt higher. She suddenly moved to the slope of the bed, turned the lamp on, and sat up. We looked at each early. She grabbed the last of her shirt and lifted it over her head. I was speechless as I took in the detail of her body. Her boob were big and her pap were clearly excited. She said that the bedroom should be the most comfortable property of the house. I agreed with her and jazz she wanted to see me too. I took off my own clothes. As I laid back she put a hand on my dick, feeling me. She moved down and began licking it. I was in paradise. She started stroking it and putting the tip in her mouth. She took to a greater extent of it in her mouth, using her clapper against the tooshie. After working me up a bit, she moved up and lay against my body. I gave her tits some making love while her pussy pressed against my hard cock. Finally she slid down onto it. I couldn't believe how good this girl felt. `` Dad 's cock feels vainglorious than his son 's. '' We started moving our hips and she moaned loudly. It wasn't long until her snatch 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 enjoy it. Now I've got her fantasizing about my son's manly booster. Who knows what might happen .