Janet tied the three slender cloth bows to hold the see-through robe together. The bows were across her big, full, round tits. Through the nightgown, her pink areolas and aroused, lust hardened nipples could be seen. The pink panties hugged Janet's hips tightly, squeezing her body so near that the woman's triangular thatch of cunt-hair was visible.
Moving over to the bed, Janet stretched out on top of it, reclining in such a fashion as to
be ready for Charlie when he returned to the bedroom. She twisted slightly, lying on her side, her legs parted a little. She wanted to give a breathtaking view of her succulent, curvaceous body the moment Charlie stepped into the bedroom.
As the frustrated woman thought about her husband, the memory of sexual encounters she'd enjoyed with Charlie long ago came back to her. She recalled how he had forced her thighs apart and plundered her hot, tight, juicy cunt with his cock, fucking her hard and fast while they stood in the kitchen of their own home.
The memory that came back to Janet caused her cunt to tingle delightfully, to get hot and itchy and moist and ready for Charlie's thick, hard-charging cock.
Charlie looked at his own face in the bathroom mirror. He wasn't a bad-looking man, he decided. Not bad-looking at all. And he knew his wife was still a woman who could give him-or any man, for that matter-a throbbing hard-on.
He was happy that he'd made the deal with
his own daughter. Lesa Ann had convinced him that be should make love to Janet. Charlie had been having his differences with Janet, and now, tonight, he was going to try to put all the differences behind them. He wanted to enjoy a full night of fucking and cunt-licking and cocksucking. He wanted to have the kind of evening with Janet that he hadn't had in a long, long time.
Stepping out of the bathroom, Charlie pulled his terry-cloth bathrobe a little tighter around his body and retied the sash. His body was freshly showered, his teeth brushed, his cheeks smelling of his best after-shave. He was ready for Janet, and he hoped like hell she was in the mood for fucking.
He padded barefoot toward his bathroom, wondering if Janet were asleep already, hoping he wouldn't have to wake her up to be with her.
"Now I'll be super-nice to both of you if you just help me make sure nothing disturbs Mom and Daddy tonight," Lesa Ann whispered, her face anxious as she looked into Jonas's eyes, then Mitchell's. "Please help me. I don't want
anything at all to disturb them."
Lesa Ann reached out and gently cupped both of her brothers' cocks. She gave their balls a soft, friendly squeeze that hinted of better things if they cooperated with her.
"Well, I guess if it's for a goad cause," Jonas said, a wanton, lusty smile spreading across his face. He reached out and gave Lesa Ann's right nipple a little pinch through the light cotton shirt she wore. "What about you? You think that's a good idea?"
Mitchell nodded his head, his prick getting hard as Lesa Ann fondled his balls through his slacks. He could hardly wait to drive his cock between the teenage blonde's pink cunt-lips and feel her writhing in ecstasy beneath him as he fucked her.
"Thank you," Lesa Ann murmured, her eyes shining with affection. "I thank, from the bottom of my heart, both of you. And trust me, you won't regret your decision."
Lesa Ann gave Jonas and Mitchell each a quick, warm kiss on the mouth, then left them alone in the tiny bedroom they shared. She knew her father was in the bathroom getting ready to go to bed, and she wanted to have a couple words with him before he saw Janet. Lesa Ann
was a little worried that Charlie's anger toward Janet hadn't subsided enough for him to really want to fuck her. Less Ann intended on making sure that fucking was on Charlie's mind when he stepped through the bathroom door.
Lesa Ann almost missed Charlie. His hand was nearly on the doorknob of his bedroom when she touched him on the shoulder.
Charlie turned around. He looked down into Less Ann's lovely face and gave her a warm, loving smile.
"What are you doing here?" he asked. Lesa Ann was a little surprised and disheartened. She hadn't realized it before, but there was a part of her that wanted Charlie to be just a little bit hesitant about fucking Janet.
Feeling something akin to jealousy creeping into her consciousness, Less Ann smiled back at Charlie.
"Hi, Daddy. I just wanted to talk to you a moment before you saw Mom." Lesa Ann let her eyes hold a quality of smoldering sensuality as she looked at her father. "I wanted to make sure that you were going to hold up your end of our…deal."
"Of course I am," Charlie answered. "But holding up the deal has nothing to do with it.
Thanks to you, I'm looking forward once again to going to bed with my own wife. Janet's a very lovely, exciting woman, and it's been downright stupid of me to forget that."
Lesa Ann allowed her eyes to trail from Charlie's face to his crotch. She doubted he had anything on beneath his bathrobe.
An idea came to Lesa Ann and it was so devilishly erotic she shivered a little.
"Daddy, before you walk through that door, you should have something on." Lesa Ann slipped her hand inside the folds of the terrycloth bathrobe. Her fingers curled tenderly around the shank of Charlie's cock. "A hard-on, of course."
"What?" Charlie asked, the surprise he felt showing in his tone…
Without untying his robe, Lesa Ann bent over at the waist and opened her mouth wide to accept his cock-head between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the thick, throbbing cockhead, feeling the prick instantly twitching and coming to life.
"Mmmmmmm!" Lesa Ann purred, drawing a light, erotic suction on the cock-head.
Charlie couldn't believe what his daughter was doing. She had, after all, practically forced
him into a position where he had no choice but to cram his cock into his wife's hot cunt. And then, just when he was about to fuck Janet, Lesa Ann started giving him a blow-job.
He pushed the fingers of both hands into Lesa Ann's wavy blonde hair. Charlie started pumping his hips,
driving his cock back and forth between her lips, filling her luscious, wet mouth with his prick.
"Mmmmmm!" Lesa Ann crooned again, her body twitching as Charlie pumped his hips to shove the head of his prick to the back of her mouth.
The shaft of the cock rolled to and fro between Lesa Ann's tightly clamped lips. She licked at her father's pisshole each time she had the chance. The cock pulsed hotly, stretching and growing in size with each passing second. Keeping her hand wrapped tightly around the root of Charlie's shaft, Lesa Ann bobbed up and down, sucking the cock into her mouth until her lips touched the edge of her fist then pulling up so that she could flick the tip of her tongue against her father's pisshole.
Very quickly Charlie's big, throbbing cock reached its full size, stretching Lesa Ann's red, soft lips. She moaned softly, standing bent ova,
nibbling down the shaft of Charlie's cock until her mouth was filled to overflowing with pulsing prick.
And then, just as suddenly as Lesa Ann had started sucking on her father's cock, she stopped. Standing upright, her eyes shining with lust, she smiled wantonly at her father.
"There," she said hi a low voice. "Now Mother will know what you've got on your mind the second you walk through the door."
Before Charlie could say anything, his daughter was walking away from him, leaving him standing there with his red-hot, bone-hard prick sticking out through the folds of his bathrobe.
Janet was getting impatient, but she was unwilling to move. She wanted Charlie's first look at her when he walked through the door to be an impressive one. And if she was posing rather than just reclining, she doubted that he would notice. With a littie luck the impact of that first look would make him blind to her set up.