One day, when my son 's new girlfriend was over at our place, he asked if she could pass the night. I agreed as long as she told her mother. Sandra's female parent was very rigorous so I did n't think she would allow it. Sandra enjoyed being away from her mother's watchful eye while she was at our house. I was on the phone with her mom and she said Sandra was crazy about my son so they were not to catch some Z's 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 room. Once I was set up for bed, I went back and knocked on his threshold. 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 sofa. 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 precious underwear. She only passed for a second, but it was a nice surprise. It came back to my head later when my son was thanking me for knocking that dark. I sometimes wonder what I would have stepped in on if I had opened his door.

A workweek later there was a exchangeable conniption. 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 good morning and I handed her a cup of deep brown. 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 time. But I was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing anything under the shirt ! I was looking right at her Cy Young kitty. Then she noticed me staring."What ?"she started to say until she remembered she wasn't wearing any underwear. Her face went red and she hurried out, excusing herself. She left before I could reply.

Over the future few mean solar day she was different around me. She was acting shy and hardly made eye physical contact. I knew she was feeling embarrassed by what happened. I really should n't have stared, but in the bit I couldn't feeling away. I kept trying to think of a way to talk to her about it, but it seemed like bringing it up would make things high-risk. One nighttime though, my problem solved itself when she came to my room.

It was tardily and I was at my desk. She was wearing boxers this time, much to my disappointment. She asked if I remembered that time in the kitchen. I told her I did. She started to rationalize, but I stopped her. I told her she did nothing wrong and it was perfectly very well. She smiled, but said she still felt obstruct. I told her she was a beautiful girl and that was nothing to be embarrassed about. What happened would last out between us. No one, especially her mom, would know. At that she seemed relieved and gave me a hug.

It turns out this talk gave her a substantial encouragement in confidence. She was being friendly with me again. And playful. One aurora she even teased me with a feeling at her ass. We shared a smile. She had gone back to sleeping in just a T-shirt. She repeated this on several affair, making my cock very hard. I jacked it to her many time, thinking about her deflection over the table pulling her shirt up.

One night when my wife was out staying with relatives, Sandra came to my elbow 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 sleep. She leaned back a little and I watched as her shirt lifted up around her waistline. She asked if she could sleep in my bed tonight. I felt my heart beat faster and said yes. She got under the blanket while I went to twist the bedside lamp off. She was watching my bulge, but I pretended not to notice. I turned the weak 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 great, and I just lay there enjoying it for a while. I moved my hand down her face until I reached her leg. Then I started moving it back up, pulling her shirt higher. She suddenly moved to the incline of the bed, turned the lamp on, and sat up. We looked at each former. She grabbed the closing of her shirt and lifted it over her drumhead. I was speechless as I took in the item of her body. Her boobs were big and her tit were clearly excited. She said that the bedchamber should be the most comfortable place of the house. I agreed with her and knew she wanted to see me too. I took off my own apparel. As I laid back she put a helping 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 oral fissure. She took more of it in her mouth, using her tongue against the bottom. After working me up a bit, she moved up and lay against my body. I gave her tits some lovemaking while her pussy pressed against my hard cock. Finally she slid down onto it. I couldn't believe how skillful this young woman felt. `` Dad 's putz spirit big than his son 's. '' We started moving our pelvic girdle and she moaned loudly. It wasn't long until her pussy started tightening on my cock. I was at my point of accumulation and filled her with my cum. She collapsed against me and we fell asleep.

After first, my married woman thought I was making this news report up when I told her, but she started to really enjoy it. Now I've got her fantasizing about my son's virile friends. Who knows what might happen .