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Date: Mon, 13 Jun 2005 10:17:04 +0000
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THE MAGAZINES
I worked from home, using my computer to sell goods on the World Wide Web. I
posted ads on the news groups and elsewhere. I also did taxes, wrote manuscripts
for writers, and things like that. It sounded pretty droll, but I made
outstanding money, and never planned to quit. The business grew rapidly, and
during the summer, my daughter helped me. We had a regular, real office attached
to the side of the house --- a part of the garage.
Right in the middle of summer, Marcie took a short vacation with my ex-wife, and
I was alone, running the business by myself. That was bad for me, because I had
really began to depend on her. She kept track of everything --- the supplies
like paper, print cartridges --- the whole works.
While she was gone, there wasn't much I could do when I needed supplies, other
than go into her desk and rummage through until I found what I was looking for.
That's when I found one of those sex letter magazines. It seems my daughter,
Marcie, had a couple of magazines in her desk. They were sex letter magazines.
One of the pages was dog-eared, and I found that it opened to a letter about a
daughter who had the hots for her father, and acted out her fantasies of
actually sucking his cock. I could feel my cock raise up in my pants at reading
the story. I was amazed that such things actually happened. I was also amazed at
my own reaction. I was turned on by the thought of my daughter sucking me off.
The pages were well-worn, and believe it or not, sticky. Never mind the old
jokes about sticky pages; it's true. I had noticed a few times, when she had
gone to lunch, or I was out of the office and come back suddenly, that I had
seen her with a slightly flushed face. Once, I had even seen red blotches on her
neck --- the kind a person gets from sexual excitement. It seems she had been
masturbating, diddling her pussy while I was in the bathroom, or getting coffee.
I took the magazine back to my desk and decided that I would take a look at
it. Reading it certainly gave me an instant hard on. I had a sudden
interruption from a client, and put the magazine under a stack of papers.
Then, I surfed the internet for a while. I forgot the magazine was there,
getting phone calls and what-not.
I left the office to run down to the local hamburger joint and grabbed some
really nasty, greasy hamburgers for lunch.
When I got home, my ex-wife's car was just pulling out of the driveway. She
waved and honked her horn, and then drove away. Our divorce wasn't nasty; we
were still civil.
When I went back into the office, Marcie was ...
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