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Subject: {ASSM} Corporate Promotion part 2 (Mg, MMg, Fg, incest, pedo)
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Corporate Promotion part 2 (Mg, MMg, Fg, incest, pedo)

A complete work of fiction.

Please read previous parts for character background

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To think, here I was in a pool in Daytona Beach with Mr. Jenkins (sorry, 
Dale) the senior vice president of the firm I work for. That's odd enough by 
itself. Add the fact that I had been lustfully watching a little angle in a 
white bikini alongside him and he had groped my cock through my suit under 
the water makes this story interesting. The real kicker was discovering that 
the blond-haired beauty was Dale's daughter and I had just watched him 
grasping her wet little bottom and press his thumb against her pussy lips 
make this the most extraordinary vacation I have ever been on.

After Dale tossed little Vicky into the air she plunged into the water. We 
watched to see where she would emerge. She was evidently an excellent 
swimmer. She stayed under water for a few seconds and emerged right in front 
of me., leaping into my arms this time. Instinct had my arms wrapping around 
her tiny frame and hugging her close.

The feeling was amazing. I'm a child watcher, not to be confused with a 
full-blown pedophile. I'd never actually touched a child (before now). I've 
always been satisfied with trolling the Malls, parks and swimming pools to 
get an eye-full of the little girls in their own environment. Later, in the 
privacy and safety of my own home, my vivid visual memory and over active 
imagination would take over as I stroked myself off. Sometimes, if the girls 
were cute enough, I could 'handle' myself for many days on one encounter.

This skinny tanned little goddess in her too tight white bikini wedged way 
up between her precious but cheeks would have fed my 'activities' for weeks 
or more. In fact, she had me so enamored that I had allowed myself to be 
caught off guard several times this morning. Luckily for me, I wasn't caught 
by an undercover security guard or an over-protective mother. I was caught 
by my boss who, it would seem, also enjoyed the sexiness of his daughter - 
and her touch.

We played together in the pool for several hours. Tossing Vicky into the 
air, back and forth. Each time she would swim a distance and emerge into the 
arms of the other. Each time I got braver and would run my hands over her 
slick wet body. I had never had this kind of contact with a child - ever. 
And I was having a time maintaining myself. Twice I though my cock would 
break off from being so stiff and tried to take a bathroom break to relieve 
some pressure. Each time she would give me a pouty look and beg me to stay - 
usually while her arms and legs were wrapped around me tightly and my hands 
on her naked ass.

At about 11:30 our playing had settled down a bit and the three of us 
gathered at the 4FT mark on the pool. Vicky was leaned back on her father 
with her arms overhead and around her dads neck. Her legs, floating toward 
me and her feet roaming around my body. Dale's hands caressed her little 
frame, more than once cupping her tiny girl boobies and tweaking her little 
nipples.

"Come closer," she said to me, "hold me up, I'm tired."

I slid forward to allow her to wrap her legs around my waist as I reached 
under and cupped her little ass. What a sight we were, a young 11-year old 
girl sandwiched between two over-forties men. One groping her underdeveloped 
breasts, the other her exposed bottom.

"I'm getting hungry," Dale said.

"Me too daddy, can Dohney come have lunch with us?"

"Sure why not. Go wake up your mom and we'll go to the room for a bite."
Mom?! I hadn't thought of mom. Where was she while two old guys were groping 
her daughter? Vicky swam away and climbed up the ladder. Us two peepers 
soaking in the sight of her adorable wet ass cheeks as she emerged. She took 
a few steps and paused. Then she looked seductively over her should in our 
direction and reached back to extract the white suit from her ass-crack with 
a smile.

We both sighed and smiled at each other. "Let's go round up the ladies and 
get some food" Dale said to me. As we made our way in the direction Vicky 
had run to, Dale asked me questions about my work at the firm. I was 
beginning to bore him with the details of what I did as an art director for 
his marketing department when we rounded the corner to the Hot tub.

One more shock, but I was getting used to these this morning at this point. 
Vicky was in the Hot tub with her arms wrapped around the young woman I had 
met earlier this morning. Sandy interrupted Dale's introduction of me 
telling him that we had already met.

"Vicky wants you to join us for lunch.," Sandy paused to search for my name. 
Vicky whispered my name in her ear. ".Dohney. Will you be joining us?"

I know the water was bubbling but I could swear that Vicky's hand was 
resting on or even caressing her mother's enhanced boobs just under the 
water. "It would be my pleasure, if you don't mind" I replied.

Both girl's eyes seemed to drop in unison to the tent in my suit as Sandy 
replied, "No, it will be our pleasure I'm sure."

The ladies emerged from the hot tub finally giving me a better look at Sandy's 
lovely body. I knew she looked young before but now I was sure. She seemed 
much younger than Dale, maybe even too young to be Vicky's natural mother. I 
didn't ask, but Dale leaned in and said, "I did good to marry into such a 
hot mother daughter team didn't I?" and nudged my arm.

I didn't bring a towel and Sandy only brought the three for her family. 
Being a good host she tossed one to me as we made our way to the elevators. 
"You and Vicky can share this one."

I toweled off quickly and as we entered the elevator I noticed Vicky shaking 
from the chill of the air conditioning on her nearly naked body. I started 
to drape the towel over her shoulders when Sandy interjected, "Vicky take 
that suit off and let our new fried get you good and dry" Vicky dropped her 
bottoms in a moment and lifted her hair for me to untie her bikini top. 
Still not sure how far I could go with her mother watching, I resisted 
pausing to take in the fact that there was a little girl naked in the 
elevator with me and her parents. The other option was better anyway as I 
draped the towel over her shoulders and began running my hands all over her 
body. I had squatted down with my hands cupping her bottom again when mom 
said, "Spread 'em young lady I want you good and dry and not dripping on the 
floor when we get into the room."

Turned to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, spread her legs and 
allowed me to pat the towel into her crotch. I looked up to see what the 
parents were doing. Dale was checking his Blackberry and Sandy had removed 
her top and was toweling off her perfectly shaped boobs. Whoever had done 
her enhancement had done a wonderful job. They were perfect - in my humble 
opinion.

I stayed squatted on the floor with Vicky hugged up tightly, to get warm, 
for several minutes while the elevator lifted us to the top floor. "Here 
baby put this on before the elevator stops." Mom called out as she tossed an 
adult's tee-shirt our way. Vicky shrugged off the towel and slipped the 
shirt over her head and arms. The plain white tee-shirt was stunning on her 
(did I mention how much I like white on a tanned little girl? It brings out 
the golden tan but also adds to the appearance of innocence and 
vulnerability. Very sexy.) The way her puffy little tits gently pushed 
against the fabric made me smile. My smile made Vicky smile.

When the elevator doors opened Vicky launched out ahead of us and bounced 
own the hallway. Each bounce floating the bottom of the shirt up to expose 
her adorable little ass. I nearly let the doors close on me as I remained 
squatted and watching the child playfully bounding away.


Part three brings us into the room for lunch, and we eat more than ham 
sandwiches. Stay tuned.

Comments, story direction suggestions, etc. are welcome.

thomasg2008@mail.com

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Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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