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Date: Sun, 31 Jul 2005 12:21:40 +0000
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My Daughter's Husband
By Veronica
I took a long drag from my Winston and gazed at him over the top of my tortoise
shell frames. I sat with my legs crossed, one smooth, charcoal stockinged knee
exposed through my dress skirt, unbuttoned from the hem.
He sat at the breakfast table, reading the paper in his underwear, as he usually
did on weekday mornings. I had gotten quite used to seeing my son-in-law in
various stages of dress, since he and my daughter had moved in. But on this cold
November morning, something was noticeably different. His boxers were open
slightly, revealing the bulbous tip and vertical slit of his large, thick penis,
flaccid. He just sat there with his dick out, as if nothing were unusual.
I had noticed it when I passed by him to pour my first cup of coffee, expecting
him to adjust himself. I wanted to look, of course, but what would he think?
Through the corner of my eye, I could see him groping with his crotch behind the
paper as I reached into the cabinet for a cup. When I turned to sit down at the
table, I was astonished to see that he'd pulled the head out a little farther. I
turned my eyes slowly, pretending not to notice. I decided to play along with
him rather than say something, intrigued and more than a little aroused. What
could he hope to accomplish by doing that? I asked myself. Surely, he wanted me
to see it.
As the thought flashed through my mind, I became aware that my nipples were hard
against the cups of the navy blue silk bra I'd found in Singapore, He looked up
from the paper as he reached for his coffee. Nothing in his facial expression
would indicate he had anything sexual in mind. He looked completely casual.
Nothing deliberate about it. Oh my prick is showing? Oops. Sorry.
I began to feel rather warm and wet. He was a desirable man and I wanted him,
even if he was married to my daughter. The tension was almost unbearable. I made
my decision. I dropped my coffee spoon on the floor under the table. To make it
look good, I cursed as I slid out of my chair to retrieve it. From this vantage
point, I thought, I'll have a few seconds to study it without him noticing.
He spread his knees slightly. I watched breathlessly as the shaft stiffened and
bounced. Just my being close to him was making him hard. I hesitated, then gave
in to a wild impulse. I crawled over to him, silent as a cat, and blew lightly
on the head from less than an inch away. Immediately, his member jumped to
attention, just grazing my red lips as I pulled back, startled.
He put the newspaper aside and looked down at me kneeling at ...
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