1. My Pizza Slut


    Date: 12/26/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: shootersr9, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    We live in a small Midwestern town on the shores of Lake Michigan. Making a very comfortable living from the small business we own, my wife and I have one child, a stunningly beautiful and extremely intelligent girl named Amanda. This story involves her although in an indirect way. My step-daughter Amanda works part-time at the local Pizza Parlor; a job my wife and I got her because the owners are our clients. We asked them about a summer job when Amanda was sixteen and they told us to send her in. After a formal interview she was hired as a Trainee and went to work the following weekend. Even the part-time help had a few benefits; he first was that employees and their families could buy as much food as they wanted and only paid half price. My little girl making her own money, she could pay for the gas that went in the car we bought her, as well as her shopping trips. She even put every other paycheck in her savings account, so I was happy. But what would prove one day to be the greatest benefit was when Amanda and the young girl who trained her at work and became such good friends. This girl and Amanda soon began hanging out on the weekends when they didn't work, often finding themselves at our house because I was fairly relaxed with the rules. Sometimes I think back to when Amanda first brought her new friend over to the house; I was working in the garage, putting a pair of new pipes on one of the Harley's. The bike stood sideways and since I was between it and the back ...
    wall, I went unnoticed. I remember glancing through the bike and seeing the blue hood of Amanda's car, I kept right on working. But when I heard a second door slam shut, I took another look to see who was with her. Standing beside the passenger door was a young girl; wearing dark denim Capri’s that fit her like a second skin, but what made my throat go dry was, quite frankly...her ass. Believe me, I have been an admirer of that particular part of the female anatomy since I can remember and I know a first class ass when I see one. She wore a tight green tank-top that clung to her rounded, perky chest as tightly as a newborn monkey clings to its mother. There was also a white blouse that was completely unbuttoned, covering her shoulders and gently waving in the cool breeze that blew through our yard. I'm talking a teen cover girl type here people; the kind of girl who can pull off twenty-one or twenty-three maybe, but in fact is just over the legal driving age. Whereas Amanda stands well above the roof of her car at 5'8"...Whitney is much shorter, closer to 5 foot 3 inches and 100 pounds. I think it was about then that I broke the silent, almost magical moment by dropping the wrench I'd been holding. The loud noise it made when it hit the concrete floor brought the attention of these two teen beauties directly towards me, as Amanda called out, "Hi Dad! This is Whitney, from work; we're going to hang out for a while." I should at this point interject some valuable information on my ...
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