1. My Pizza Slut


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

    start loosening the reins sooner or later. When we gave her permission, Amanda looked surprised and we explained our thoughts; I think she realized then that even though we seemed over protective of her, we knew someday soon we'd have to give her up. Whitney arrived and I purposely tried to avert my eyes from her direction whenever possible, simply because if I looked at her too long I was afraid I'd start getting a hard-on. She was then and still is a beautiful young woman, who by every indication wanted to do nothing more than forget about the flirtatious relationship we'd shared up until now. We made sure to have gifts under the tree for Whitney so she was a part of the festivities when that time came due, and even then I had a tough time imagining her not here, because in some ways she'd become so close to our family over the past couple of years. I wondered where that relationship would go when Amanda was off in college and Whitney stayed around here, working and getting on with her life. We knew our daughter was destined for a great life because of her grades, determination and drive for success. It was during that holiday evening; after the drinks, the meal and the presents were opened that I realized she hadn't just asked for permission for Whitney to join us for the evening but in fact was asking if she could stay the night. Not wanting to be the scrooge and send her home, I went along with it as if it didn't really matter. And basically it didn't, except for the ...
    fact that the feelings I still harbored for her began to churn within me; my thought returning to the times when she and I would flirt innocently between us, and that one night where there was nothing innocent at all about the innuendo we shared. I couldn't help but entertain the fantasy about walking in on her while she was taking a shower, being invited to join her and the two of us making passionate love under the steamy spray until we jointly climaxed and...wait, where were my wife and kid during all this? That's the problem with most fantasies...they never work out in real life. Around midnight I finally convinced my sleepy wife to go to bed, promising that I'd clean up a bit before I joined her. A little while later I knew I'd have to ask the girls to keep the music down so as not to wake her, but when I knocked on their door and got no answer I assumed they'd fallen asleep with the stereo on. I opened the door just an inch or two and seeing my daughter's closed eyes in bed confirmed my assumption, so I pushed the door open enough to step inside and turn the music off. It was when I glanced around the room that I received an unexpected Christmas reward. Whitney was fast asleep in the recliner Amanda kept in her room. But she must've been too warm and threw the heavy blanket off in her sleep because I found myself gazing at her nearly nude form. She wore a pair of red panties that were cut low on her hips, not much bigger than a thong. A white tank top was all that covered ...
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