1. My Pizza Slut


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

    she lifted her angelic face towards mine, but stopped short when her eyes connected with my covered, but obvious excitement. She slowly stood then, nipples still acutely in need of attention and smiled seductively up in my direction and said, "I sure would like you to take me for a ride sometime," but the tone was darker than the words portrayed. With one hand twirling a lock of long dark hair in her fingers, she smiled sweetly but didn't wait for an answer when I didn't respond fast enough. Whitney asked me bluntly, "Mr. Z, would you like to take me someday?" Those two little words she'd emphasized so strongly I knew she was daring me to react, but fortunately for me I had heard the sounds of a vehicle approaching in our driveway. Most likely it was my daughter due to the time of the evening and she'd be drawn to the garage because of the lights that were on within. I think she thought she'd won; that I wasn't responding because she'd finally stumped me, but I was simply calculating my comeback so she wouldn't have time to answer before the approaching footsteps reached us. At the last possible moment I whispered, "I've wanted to since I first saw you," I said. Her eyes widened and her jaw slightly dropped open, but before she could utter a single word Amanda's face appeared in the open service doorway, "Hi Daddy! Oh, there you are, Whitney. I hope you didn't wait too long for me." Whitney turned and went to join her friend saying, "I didn't mind at all." Like I said, the ...
    next time I had a chance to see Whitney it would be completely the opposite; sometimes she wouldn't say hello or even look my way. She was very hard to read and moody most of the time it seemed. Three, four visits would go buy and I began to think that the night out in the garage had been as close as I'd ever come to Whitney; although in truth we'd never really touched or made any plans. I went back to my role of a good husband and daddy, living as I always had and keeping my fantasies where they belonged...in my head. After a while I began thanking the Lord that it hadn't gone any further, even then aware how if it had it may have been the stupidest thing I'd ever done even though undoubtedly one of the most exciting. Fast forward a few months; the Holiday season had arrived and everyone seemed to be in a good mood. Oh sure, folks still complain about the cost of everything and grumble through their daily grind, and yet they're still in a somewhat better mood during that time of the year. I remember my daughter asking if she could have Whitney over on Christmas Eve, even though it's always been a very strict rule in our house, that on that particular night we only did things as a family. She pleaded with her mom and me, explaining how terrible things were at her friend's house now, and eventually she wore us down...we relented. After all, soon our little girl (who wasn't so little any more) would graduate from high school, turn 18 and be off to college, so we figured we had to ...
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