Gender: Male Age: 46 Location: N/A
|Introduction: Computer work with unexpected encounter|
Intro: I am not a "Professional Writer". I am just trying to convey something that happened to me, that is all. I am not exactly "eloquent", but I try to convey the story as it happened. I do not exagerrate anything as there is absolutely no need to, the events happened exactly as I wrote them, and I don't really care if people believe the stories or not. Please just read and enjoy it for what it is, but I don't mind negative comments, as I do not read them :)
Co-Worker and her Daughters: Part 1
This TRUE story happened roughly a little over a year ago. I was working on a computer for a lady that I knew from work named Jane. Jane and I are both Correctional Officers at a Prison in California. Jane was about 5 years older than me at about 50, and she was far from what I would call "fine" as far as looks go. However, although she wasn't exactly pretty, and was very "rough around the edges" attitude wise, she WAS built like a brick shithouse. I had noticed for the first time when I had arrived at her house less than an hour earlier, and she answered the door in a pair of "booty" shorts and thin tank top that did very little to conceal her huge D-Cups that were not covered by a bra that size :) Her nipples were hard and about the size of grapes, threatening to break through the worn and faded cotton, and she look MUCH better than at work when her body was covered in an ugly green jumpsuit and shank proof vest.
After a while of working on the ancient desktop computer in the living room I asked where the router was. She led me upstairs with my eyes glued to her overly firm ass to the point that I almost tripped and fell. We walked into her bedroom and sat on her bed as I checked to make sure her router was hooked up properly. I had been in the room for less than a minute when I noticed that her bed was HUGE. Jane saw me glance at the bed, and before I could even open my mouth, Jane told me that her bed was oversize because her daughters slept with her. My first "clue" that something was "different" in that house was the fact that Jane's face turned bright red as soon as the words were out of her mouth, and quickly added that because ever since their father left a year earlier, the teen girls did not feel safe in their own bedrooms. I just said something like "Oh...", and then, for whatever reason, I asked if their rooms were empty, or if they slept with her only occasionally. Jane's face was still red when she answered, "No...They sleep in my, no OUR bed every single night". That was my second "clue", but it wasn't her answer that got my attention, it was the way she said it. Jane's words of, "No...They sleep in my, no...OUR bed every night" was spoken almost breathlessly, with a very slight catch in her voice. THAT was what caught my attention...got my imagination going, and Jane's breathless reply was also what caused my cock to swell a little under my too loose shorts.
I was done checking the connections on the router a minute later, and Jane asked if I wanted to see the rest of the house. After I shrugged and replied "sure", Jane proceeded to show me their totally empty rooms. 3 bedrooms out of her huge 4 bedroom house were totally empty, with the exception of clothes in the closets of two of them. As things were not going well for me at home, I asked her half jokingly if she would consider renting me one of those empty rooms. The instant I asked, Jane got a slight look of panic in her eyes. Clue number three came as Jane stumbled around her answer of, "Um...I don't know, I have to think about it, and talk to the girls...see what they think...there are things...” Her overly hesitant answer told me that I had better tell her that I was just joking. She shook her head, and she shocked me when she took both of my hands in hers.
"Bullshit", she replied. (THAT comment wasn't a shock to me) "You weren't just joking or you wouldn't have asked. I know your marriage sucks, and that you would love to move out...it's just that, well....um...well, I would have to seriously think about it...and would most definitely have to talk to the girls...” She again added, "There are things..." in a barely audible whisper. Jane suddenly let go of my hands, and after she glanced at her watch, Jane told me that the girls would be home from school in a little while, and asked if I wanted to stay long enough to meet them. I laughed, and told her that I would be there for quite a while longer. As soon as I answered, we headed down the stairs, and I think I heard her whisper to herself, "good".
It wasn't long after we went downstairs, when the front door flew open and two teen girls came running through the front door. Before Jane had a chance to stop them, each girl gave their mother a hug and slightly longer than normal kiss on the lips. Neither girl saw me sitting in the living room at the computer, but after each of them had finished embracing their mother, Jane told the girls that I was there to fix their computer. In answer to the puzzled looks on their faces, Jane turned them to face my direction. I stood up from the computer desk, and after walking across the room toward them, each girl very politely introduced themselves to me.
The smaller of the two, literally pushed her older sister out of the way in an effort to be the first to introduce herself to me. In a high pitched voice the girl told me her name was Suzie. Suzie was less than 5 feet tall, and she had an overly petite and rather boyish frame with skinny arms and legs. The only other indication that she was actually a she (besides her mother telling me that her DAUGHTERS slept with her) was the light blue skirt she was wearing. The girl had very long blond hair that fell way past the two tiny budding breasts under her white button up shirt, and framed her slightly freckled face. The young girl had the lightest green eyes I had ever seen in all my 45 years. Breaking into a huge smile the instant she held her hand out to me, and as I shook her tiny hand, she continued to smile as I asked, "how old are you Suzie?” The young girl answered me as she continued to stare into my eyes by saying that she had just turned 13. My cock was starting to swell slightly again.
Several long seconds after the youngest teen finished telling me her age, Suzie's hand was pried out of mine by her older sister. The act caused me to shake myself back to reality, realizing that I had actually been holding a 13 year old girl's hand in mine for probably too long.
"Hi!!! My name is Emaline, and I am 15". Emaline replaced her sister's hand with hers, and she laughed as she bumped Suzie out of the way with her hip. If I had been slightly aroused by the younger girl, my cock grew to its fullest at the sight of Emaline. The 15 year old had a medium build...not too big, and not too small. She wasn't even close to heavy by any stretch of the imagination, but she was very well built. She stood about 5'4" tall, mostly due to her very long legs which that day were only partially covered by a short black and white checkered skirt. She, unlike her almost sickly pale sister, had a very deep dark tan on those beautiful legs. Her white button up shirt was only halfway buttoned up, revealing the tops of her darkly tanned C cup breasts held in place by a lacy white bra...although I doubted that she actually needed one.
I shook her hand, and I think I mumbled nice to meet you as I stared down the front of her halfway opened shirt. Although I was conscious of what I was looking at, I was mostly caught up in concern that my cock was rock solid hard, and pushing my shorts 6 1/2 inches away from my body. I heard Jane clear her throat, and quickly I looked up from the young teen's cleavage and at her face. I did a double take at the look of her; she looked like a young Lexi Belle back in the day when Lexi had shorter blonde hair. Emaline's eyes were light blue, and her dirty blonde hair came just past her shoulders. Emaline's eyes, like her sister Suzie's moments before, were locked into mine…it just took a little longer for me to notice!
"Please forgive my daughters rude eagerness", I heard Jane say. "We don't have too many visitors, and they don't know how to behave". I let go of Emaline's hand, and took a short step backward as I replied, "No...It’s perfectly fine. They are perfectly fine young ladies." It was my turn to turn red, and I felt my face flush as Jane glanced down at my shorts for a second. She then looked at me, smiled, and said that she was just kidding about them being "rude", and that they were actually more than well behaved, but they were not used to having guests over. Jane then told the girls to go upstairs and get out of their school clothes and into something more comfortable, and that I should probably get back to the computer as I was going to be there for quite a while like I had told her. The girls and I nodded in unison, and the three of us did as Jane had suggested.
I had barely sat back down at the computer as Jane and the two teens went upstairs. I was happy to be sitting down, although it had been too late as my co-worker had already seen my aching hardon under my shorts. I hadn't wore underwear in as long as I could remember, and this was one of a handful of times that I actually wished I did.
The girls and their mother were upstairs for at least 45 minutes, and although I heard the water running in the shower, I let my imagination run wild as to what else the three of them were doing in addition to showering. I thought to myself that I had better stop thinking this way, as I was only making myself harder. On the other hand...Jane hadn't given me a "dirty"...much less even a questioning look when she saw my hardon, and had actually even smiled. I finally decided "fuck it", and continued to daydream as I let the anti-fragmentation continue to run their old Compaq computer.
So far, the events of that afternoon had been just the way my favorite fantasy stories on xnxx had started. My marriage of 18 years almost to the day had not been even slightly okay for the past six years, and was now to the point that the wife and I were barely even room-mates. She was 7 years older than I, which was odd considering my attraction to underage girls for 20+ years. At 21, I lost my virginity to my best friend's 14 year old sister and then proceeded to fuck her 14 year old friend, but beyond that one isolated incident, I had never acted on any impulse. Hell, I worked at a prison that was filled with pedophiles...I certainly didn't want to LIVE there among them. I was content to just jack off to my huge collection of downloaded LEGAL porn with young LOOKING girls, and to read stories about sex with underage girls on both xnxx and leslita. Recently, most of the stories I was reading dealt with incest, and the ones that really got me off was when the mother was also involved. I thought they were just fantasies, written by men pretending to be "the mother", but that day, although I didn't have hard proof, I was beginning to believe that there also women that had sex with their daughters.
At long last Jane and the two girls came back downstairs. The three of them "matched"...almost. Jane still wore her shorts and tank top, but her hair was as wet as her daughter's hair was. Clue number four. She had taken a shower as well, if not WITH her daughters...or was my imagination running wild? When I first arrived at her house that afternoon tough, Jane's hair was very slightly damp after her shower, now it was almost sopping wet.
When I said that the three of them almost matched, I meant that they all had tank tops on, but that was the extent of it. Emaline was just as bra-less as her mother, and it looked as though the 15 year old hadn't even bothered drying off after she shower. The top she wore, although not white like her mother's, was more thread-worn. The light tan super thin fabric clung tightly to her still wet body, making her already hard nipples somehow even more visible through the wet fabric. The tank top hung very low, halfway to her knees, and from a cursory glance at her when she walked into the kitchen behind her mother, it was hard to tell if she was wearing anything underneath it at all. An even harder look, which Jane of course noticed, revealed to me that it looked like she wasn't. Her tight ass cheeks were being embraced just as much as her perfect tits by the wet clothing.
"Would you like to stay for dinner?” Jane asked. She motioned for me to come to the kitchen counter. I told her that I was almost done, and was just waiting for the program I was running to finish, and that I probably should get going when it was through.
Jane's reply of, "Nonsense...what do you have to go home to?" Her comment hit me hard, almost as hard as my cock was at that particular moment. Before I could answer, I heard Suzie exclaim, "PLEASE, please stay and have dinner with us." With that, the youngest appeared from behind Jane, and the 13 year old girl...dressed only in a pair of white bikini "panties" and a white cut off shirt that would not have covered much of anything if her boobs were much bigger, came over to the computer table. The young girl grabbed my hand, and started pulling me out of the chair.
I risked giving Jane a pleading look, and glanced down at my lap. She smiled, letting me know that she got my "message", then told Suzie to leave me alone, but added, "only if he'll say that he will stay for dinner." I nodded, grateful that I didn't have to stand up. I picked my phone up from the desk and called my wife/roommate. When I told her that it was taking forever to fix the computer and wouldn't be home for a long while, she replied with a curt, "Whatever, you know I don't care, I had just planned on calling for a pizza, so again...when you get home...you get home." She hung up on me before I even had the chance to say okay, and that I was only calling out of courtesy.
I was somehow able to make it to the counter where Jane handed me a beer. I thanked her as I slowly sipped at it. Suzie had made her way to the couch, and sat watching some show on the Disney Channel as her older sister and mom made a quick dinner. Emaline made polite, yet seemingly excited conversation with me and Jane as they moved back and forth in sync across the large kitchen, leaving me trying to follow both of the (but mostly Emaline) with lust filled eyes.
Then it happened. As if things weren't good enough for me...Emaline dropped an egg on the floor. I digress...Emaline dropping the egg on the floor was NOT the good part. The good part came when she grabbed a towel and bent over to clean it up. I had been wrong earlier when I though she wasn't wearing anything under her long tank top. She was, but it wasn't much...not much at all. When the 15 year old bent at the waist in front of me, she revealed a very narrow strip of white fabric the mere width of a shoelace running through her perfectly shaped ass. It was as if there was nothing there at all, and she was totally exposed for my enjoyment.
I knew Jane was watching me, but at that point I didn't care. Besides, she had smiled at me and my earlier hardon, even helping me just a short time earlier. I stared at the dark tan perfect ass not more than four feet in front of me...but mostly what I noticed the most was that, thanks to the super narrow "string" I could see both of the young teen's holes. I think I actually stopped breathing as the girl took her sweet time cleaning up the mess on the floor. To say she was wet would be an understatement. The girl was leaking girl juice out of the lower hole, and her plump and hairless pussy lips were glistening in the bright "spotlights" of the kitchen. The girl obviously tanned by the pool nude, it was more than obvious by the fact that even the lips of her pussy were tan as well, and that only made the pinkness inside even more pink.
I was snapped out of my stupor when I saw Jane tiptoe into view out of the corner of my eye. She stopped at her daughter's side but facing me, and she gave me a devilish smile as she put her finger to her lips. Without a word, she smacked her daughter squarely on Emaline's right ass cheek, causing the girl to squeal as she jumped upright. In answer to the girl's unspoken question of "why?", Jane simply laughed brightly as she told the girl that it wasn't right to tease the guest. Emaline turned around and as her face flushed, she said in a very soft voice that she had forgotten that I was there. Jane whispered something into her ear, causing the young teen to immediately excuse herself from the kitchen.
As soon as the girl left the room, Jane, with a smile on her face, asked me if I needed to clean up as well, or if I was good. I replied that I should definitely wash my hands before I ate, to which Jane replied, "that wasn't what I meant", but added that there was a bathroom I could use next to the living room, and told me that after what I had just witnessed, that I needed to "clean myself".
I said a hesitant okay, then excused myself as well from the kitchen. I wasn't three steps away from the counter when Jane was suddenly beside me, and taking my hand in hers, she led me to the bathroom...laughing as she told me that she didn't want me to get lost. When we got to the bathroom, she asked if I needed a hand, then scoffed at me when I told her that I was perfectly capable of washing my hands on my own.
"You know what I mean, don't you?", Jane asked. She proceeded to ask me if I liked what I saw a couple minutes prior, then continued to tell me that I could have ANYTHING in that house that I wanted as long as I "took care of her first". I let go of her hand, told her I very much liked what I saw, but quickly added that I was sorry, but even though I was very unhappy in my marriage, I was still married. Jane shrugged, and said, "Okay...your loss" after I added that I had never once cheated on my wife. She asked if the computer was done, and after I told her that it was as good as it was going to get for the moment, she nodded, but shrugged again shortly after when I told her that I had better go...that it would be for the best.
She walked me from there to the front door, stopping me before I left by giving me a long wet kiss on the lips. I told her that she smelt like pussy, and she kind of giggled hotly as she said, "yes...it's Emaline's cunt juice left over from earlier." She then shoved two fingers on her right hand into my mouth, told me that was Emaline's cunt that I was tasting again. My head was spinning, but I greedily sucked and licked her fingers clean.
"This is the 13 year old", Jane said as she stuck four fingers on her left hand into my mouth. When I gave her an inquisitive look, she laughed again she explained that two had been in each of the youngest girl's holes. She kissed me yet again, getting another taste of the 13 year old, and then she slapped me on the chest, told me that if I HAD to go that I better get going, but the invitation was standing, whenever I wanted to come back, I was more than welcome to.
Before I stepped out the open door, Jane grabbed my still hard 6 1/2 inched, and reminded me that this was between US and not to be repeated. I walked away from the house, but before the door closed, I heard Emaline ask her mother why I was leaving so soon. I didn't hear the answer.
I little while later, I walked through the door of my apartment, said whatever I said to the wife/roommate, and locked myself in my bedroom for the rest of the evening. I came three times in less than a couple hours that night...just from the image of Emaline bending over in front of me.
To be continued...
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