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“…And then the principal told us to collect an info packet and take it home so our parents could find read all about the exchange trip”
Betsy Bryant was sitting at her kitchen table. Across from her sat her older sister, Candace, while her parents sat either side of the girls.
The Bryants had just finished dinner and now Betsy had time to tell them about the big announcement from school.
She had brought the folder to the table with her and had flipped through it while eating. Now she pushed it into the middle of the table.
“Apparently, we’ll be there for the last two months before summer and they’ll be sending some kids from their school here” she paused “What do you think?”
Betsy’s father didn’t answer and so the girl asked again “Dad, what do you think? Dad?”
Robert Bryant wasn’t listening;
he was avoiding looking at his younger daughter, Thank Christ she’d not wearing that uniform he thought. I don’t know how
much more I can take of seeing her in that.
Ever since the evening where he and his wife had watched the new uniforms being modeled by Erin Dowling for all the parents, Bob had been finding himself assailed by disturbing thoughts at the sight of Betsy when she came home from school.
It was getting to the point where he didn’t really need to see her in the uniform to stimulate his imagination. At first, he thought that it was simply that the uniforms reminded him of the Dowling girl, but Bob had to admit that it was his daughter that he mentally undressed, not Erin. Of course, he banished the thoughts as soon as he was aware of them, but they weren’t going away.
“Dad?”
Bob looked at his younger daughter, “Hmm?” he said
Candace chuckled, “You ‘K, Dad?”
Bob nodded “Yes, Candy, I was just thinking . . . about, work” He looked back to Betsy.
“What were you saying, Betsy?”
Betsy sighed, “I was telling you about the exchange trip. I don’t know, it might be fun. Could I sign up and maybe go?”
“I’ll have to look them over with your mom,” Bob explained, taking the file in his hands.
“Well” Candace interrupted, pushing her chair out, I need to get to work; the popcorn and concessions won’t sell themselves”
Bob looked over to his wife and then to Betsy. “Have you finished your homework?”
Betsy nodded “There wasn’t much”
Bob smiled, “Ok then, Candy, take your sister with you, she can watch a few movies and I’ll pick her up later”
Candace shrugged, “Ok. C’mon, squirt” and she left the room.
Betsy jumped up and hugged her father “Thanks, Dad” then she bounced out of the room after Candace. Bob momentarily watched her go.
Liz Bryant stood up and walked around the table to her husband. The sound of the front door opening and closing echoed as their daughters left the house.
“Is everything OK, Bob?” the willowy blonde asked with a note of concern in her voice.
Bob stood up and took his wife’s hand. He pulled her too him and kissed her cheek. “Now that we’re alone, everything’s wonderful,” he whispered in her ear, and then he placed a soft kiss on Liz’s neck.
Liz grinned “What’s gotten into you lately, Robert Bryant? You’ve not been this horny since college” She looked down at the bulge in her husbands pants and sighed softly “Not that I mind” she murmured.
“Can’t a man want to fuck his wife?” Bob let his hand fall to Liz’s ass where he squeezed playfully.
Liz kissed Bob and purred, “Anywhere and everywhere he likes”
Bob smiles “Good!” He said and began to tug at Liz’s blouse, pulling it from her pants.
Liz paused, “Shouldn’t we go upstairs?”
“You did say anywhere and everywhere”
Liz smiled. “I did” and she began to undo her jeans.
Liz was soon divested of her pants and Bob lifted her onto the table. With one hand supporting his wife’s head, Bob used the other to remove Liz’s panties. Once he had cleared his way, Bob hastily dropped his own pants and shorts, exposing his cock, already almost fully erect.
The heat emanating from Liz’s pussy brought Bob’s prick to full erection and he lost no time in sliding home into his wife’s cunt. Liz moaned as she felt Bob’s cock stretching her pussy walls and wrapped her legs around him drawing him in further. Intimately joined and unafraid of being disturbed, the couple began to fuck passionately.
Liz panted heavily as Bob slid his swollen cock in and out of her humid pussy, “Uuuuh Bob, oh god uuuuuuuhhhhh” Her heels swung against Bobs ass at the force of his thrusts.
Wide eyed and flushed with embarrassment, Candace Bryant carefully backed away from the doorway and quietly made her way to the door. From the moans her mother was making, Candace doubted that either of her parents would hear her, but still Candace made sure that she didn’t make a sound as she left.
Betsy looked up from the CD she was studying as her older sister got in the car.
“Did dad give you some money for my tickets?” She asked Candace and then saw the expression on her sister’s face, “What’s up, you look like you saw a ghost”
“No,” Candace replied, the sight of her father’s ass moving in and out as he fucked their mother and the moans Liz made with each inward thrust still fresh in her memory, “not a ghost”
“Oh, well did Dad give you the money?”
Candace thought fast “Sure,” she said and without catching her sister’s eye she started the car.
I’ll just get dad to pay me back when we get home she thought. |
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