Over the next few weeks, Eric and Melinda continued their liaisons. There was no longer any hesitation on Eric’s part. Somehow, he had rationalized that since they were not actually having “sex” it was okay. However, he knew in his heart that there was no difference. Eric continued to show Melinda what a woman needed
Eric and Melinda decided to go to their favorite restaurant that night. Eric was ready early, waiting at the door for his daughter. When she came down, she was wearing a very short skirt with high heels. However, on top, she had on a dark sweater that buttoned down the front with a white blouse
The workweek was very busy for Eric. He had to work late several nights and he brought work home with him. Melinda had the books from her new school to read, so they didn’t have time to talk about the events of the weekend. Neither of them knew what to say to the other anyway,
Eric waited in the living room for his daughter to come down so they could leave for the State Park. When he saw her this morning, there was nothing to indicate that she knew what he had done. She smiled sweetly at him and they talked about all the normal things. He figured he had
Several days later, Melinda was home alone. It was a warm afternoon and she had just finished cutting the grass in the backyard, so she decided to take a cool shower. She went into the bathroom, leaving the door carelessly open and undressed, then stepped into the clear glass shower stall. She flipped on the
The following morning, Melinda saw her father sitting in the kitchen, reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee. There was a very uncomfortable silence as she got herself a cup of coffee and sat down. The light of a new day made everything seem different. They each blamed themselves for what had happened.
Introduction It had been 3 years since Melinda Parker’s beloved mother passed away. While she misses her mom a lot, it was no more than her dad did. Their life had been ideal–living in the suburbs, two-car garage, and nice schools. Everything was just about perfect until her death. Amanda Parker had been diagnosed with
“Breakfast duties faggot”. I was released and made breakfast for Gemma and Max then lay with my face under her feet as usual. Max spoke; “Uh uh cuckold. Get your face under my feet”. I shifted and Max lowered his large, powerful manly feet onto my face. It was quite a sight, lying on my
Sandy had just turned 18 but to look at her one would think she was younger. She was a very pretty girl with a nice figure and wore her hair in two blonde pigtails. She had slight freckles on her cheeks with big blue eyes that captivated the attention of everyone that saw her. Small
Marla was young still, right? She was still hot, right? She’d gotten married at 24. The first year or so had been great, but life had gotten in the way the last few years and at this point she was more just going through the motions. Her tits weren’t quite as perky as they’d been
