Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
A Slut For Her Son:>108

Oh that little slut! I heard the car pull into the garage and the engine stop. At any moment now my husband would walk through the door and he would replace me laying on top of our daughter's lap with my dress pulled up and Kristy holding on to my ass cheeks. I suppose I could just force myself out of Kristy's grip but I wasn't sure I could do it in time.

"Kristy, this isn't funny, let go," I said urgently hoping my daughter would understand the reason.

"Not until you promise Mom," She answered looking at the door to the garage.

Shit! She would not let me go and I did not want to be found in this position by my husband which would lead to a lot of questions I did not feel like answering.

"Kristy, you're going to get it for this," I said with a dangerous tone.

"But... I promise. Now let me go!" I whispered hoarsely hearing footsteps behind the door leading into the garage.

Kristy let go of my hips and I quickly jumped off of her pulling my dress down. I managed to pull it down just in time because the door opened almost at the same time and John strolled into the kitchen dropping his keys on the counter and a small suitcase in the nearby chair. He immediately noticed us in the living room.

"Oh hi guys. Man what a day I had," He mumbled with relief from being home and walked into the living room.

He was dressed in his business suit and tie, his blond hair neatly groomed, his face handsome and his body in good shape. He looked like a businessman who was home from a long day in the office.

"Hi Daddy. Mom and I was just talking about you," Kristy said and getting up walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

I watched her as she leaned into him pressing her breasts to his chest as if by accident. John returned her kiss and pretended not to notice her breasts pressing against him.

"Hi pumpkin, hmmm... talking about me? Sounds mysterious, you going to clue me in?"

Kristy let go of him and walked up to the staircase.

"No, Mom can if she wants to."

With that she was gone leaving me hanging with John's upcoming questions, I was sure. He looked at her walking away and I could not be sure where his eyes were, on her back or on her butt.

"What is it, a secret? I thought it was Tommy's birthday that was coming up," John said and set down on the couch watching me.

I was wondering how long it would take him to notice.

"Well it's not a big secret," I said positioning myself directly in front of him.

"We were just talking about how hard you work and how much you need some relaxation John. You are gone more times then you're home so we think you should relax a bit." I said leaving out the details of how he should relax and what I had planned for him.

There was a look of curiosity on his face now and I thought perhaps he did notice.

"Yeah, you're right, I have been working hard. I could use some tender loving care babe, come here and sit with me."

He stretched out his hand, his eyes roaming up and down my body telling me he wanted to feel me. I stood my ground.

"Not so fast, first you have to promise me you'll take care of a couple of things. One is, stay home more often," I said pointing a finger at him.

"Done," He said quickly, his eyes glued to my half exposed breasts.

"Two is... put that damn pool in our back yard, will ya?" I said putting my hands on my hips.

He laughed still watching my breasts.

"I will, I promise. I talked to the construction company, they said they can start any day now."

I sat down beside him and he immediately put his arms around me, his hands resting on my shoulder and my thighs. He leaned over and kissed me, his tongue immediately replaceing its way inside my mouth. I felt his hand sliding up on my thighs until he was tickling my pelvis area.

"Uhhhmmm, no panties," He moaned into my mouth.

Shit, I forgot I wasn't wearing them any longer because I gave them to Betty.

"I thought perhaps this could put you in the mood," I whispered and pressed my mouth against his jamming my tongue into his mouth in a vigorous kiss.

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He moaned a bit surprised by my vigor.

"Woe guys, go up to the room if you want to do that," Kristy's voice woke us up from the intimate kiss we were sharing.

John immediately pulled away taking his hand away from my thighs as Kristy walked into the living room with a smile on her face taking a seat on the couch opposite of us. I was surprised by what she was wearing, a pink shirt which was buttoned down the front and a short skirt, different then when John got home just a few moments ago. The outfit was sexy and a bit revealing so perhaps she meant to tease her Dad a bit. Normally she liked to wear jeans in the house and not such girly clothes. I started to wonder if allowing Kristy to see her Dad's cock and... and taste his cum was the right thing to do.

"Daddy, what are you getting Tommy for his birthday?" She asked innocently putting her feet up on the table in front of her.

In this position with her legs up on the table and knees bent a generous amount of her smooth thighs were visible to us. Because she kept her feet together, the front of her legs were hiding what was between her thighs. I swallowed hard knowing John saw the same thing.

"I have something in mind pumpkin but I don't know if I can trust you not to tell him," He answered.

I though his voice was a little shaky. Kristy pursed her lips in disappointment.

"Daddy! You know you can trust me, I would never tell anything to anyone you didn't want me to," She said.

I watched as her knees separated a bit, enough for me to see her white cotton panties between her thighs. I gave John a quick look to see if he saw the same thing but I could not be sure he did. Moments later Kristy's knees were back together again. She was such a slut! I couldn't believe she did that in front of her Dad!

"I know, I know, don't get too upset baby."

He paused for a moment looking at Kristy who was still pretending to be mad at him. Again I saw her knees come apart for a moment and her white panties show while she conveniently looked away from her Dad. I could distinguish the crease in the middle of them where her slit was. I didn't even bother looking at my husband, I knew he saw the same thing.

"Ah, Kristy I a... bought him a new digital camera," John stuttered.