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Subject: Title story: "Something Sweet" Author: Incest Man 73269417
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Date: Sun, 23 Apr 2006 04:45:03 +0000
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Something Sweet "You watch the baby this time! I have to go grocery shopping-
there's nothing in this shithole to eat. Lazy bastard! You could have done this
on your way home!," and Mike's wife slammed out the kitchen door. He felt the
stomach acid churning in his gut. He heard the Bonneville sputter, then catch.
"She'll be gone for a least an hour and a half," he thought. Christ! All he
wanted to do was flop in front of the t.v. and watch some sports forget about
her and her goddamn mouth, and certainly forget about that leaking, noisy bag of
stink sitting opposite him in her highchair. Almost as if Miranda knew her daddy
was thinking mean thoughts, she opened her one and a half year old flap and
started to wail. "Jee-sus Fucking Christ!" he snapped and watched as Miranda
stopped immediately and looked across at him from her highchair. Her big blue
eyes swam with tears streaked down both her chubby pink cheeks. Fussing had made
her warm and sweaty. The golden curls curled even more, sticking out like a
halo. "She really is pretty," he thought. He felt a sudden rush of affection for
his little girl. "Randy? Are you daddy's pretty little angel, honey, huh?"
Miranda smiled and lit up the room. She laughed and he looked at the wet, pink-
YOUNG mouth....so new. So brand new. "I must be losing my fucking mind," he
thought. "What the hell's the matter with me?" The matter was in fact, that Mike
had not had sex with his over-worked, continually depressed wife in two months.
Hell, he'd not seen ANY KIND of a pink hole in.... "Nah! Cut it out, asshole,"
he muttered to himself. "You're not that kind of a freak." And Mike- out of habit-
adjusted his crotch and found to his embarrassment and dismay that he was
sporting a fairly good sized boner. It grew even more uncomfortably hard,
pushing against the mid-seam in his bluejeans as he checked it out, not able to
believe what he was thinking. He got hornier by the second. Hated himself for
it, but felt such a delicious thrill, too. "No one would know." "Who's gonna
tell.... Randy? Shit, if she gets'Da-Da' out, it's a miracle most days..." He
felt his eyes getting that hot, swimmy kind of look. Heard the blood rushing in
his own ears. He rubbed his crotch and leaned back in the chair. Slowly, almost
without really thinking about what he was doing, Mike undid his fly. Quietly. He
reached inside and dug out his swollen cock. Miranda couldn't even see what he
was doing. "God! This feels great," he thought. "Jacking off in my own kitchen
with little...with my.. with ...
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