"You mean…?"
"Yes. She knows all about you and I and our affair," Ted replied.
"Why?"
"Trish and I are very close."
His expression and the way he said it told Doris a great deal. He was sleeping with his daughter.
She looked at him for a moment and then broke into a soft laugh.
"What's so funny?" He was grinning sheepishly, a little confused.
"Oh, it's not really funny. But then in a way, it is," she teased. "You're sleeping with your daughter and I'm sleeping with my son."
"I believe this is going to be a very interesting visit," he added with a chuckle.
She looked up into his face and licked her lips, seductively. Her hand dropped to his crotch and curled around his cock.
"And a nice one, too," she whispered.
CHAFFER TEN
Doris and Ted returned to the living room, carrying the drinks. Doris had substituted wine for Pete's Coke. He looked at her but said nothing. Ted dropped onto the sofa next to Trish. Doris settled into her chair and sipped her drink, watching the father and daughter over the rim of the glass.'
Her mind conjured up pictures of Ted and his daughter in bed and she found each fantasy exciting. Her pussy was hot and wet after the climax that Ted had brought her to. She found herself looking from the man to the girl. Her eyes were drawn to her. She had an aura of sex about her that would have been noticeable in a roomful of females. Doris found her body tingling and her pussy pulsing every time she looked at the girl. It was a new feeling.
Pete was spellbound by the girl. He sat very still and very quiet, his eyes fixed on her. She was aware of him, but it did not make her uncomfortable. Occasionally, she would look him in the eye and smile. Doris could see him squirm in the chair. She smiled to herself.
Talk was nostalgic and general. The two teenagers said little, letting Ted and Doris carry the conversation. The Scotch was warming Doris and she was feeling soft and relaxed. She and Ted kept up a continual eye contact. Each time he stared into her eyes, her pussy would twitch and she could feel the hunger growing.
"I hate to be a drag but I am tired from the trip and would like to take a quick shower and go to bed, if you don't mind," Trish said.
"Of course, I understand. I thought that since there are only three bedrooms, that you could sleep with me," Doris suggested. "Your father can sleep in the guest room."
"That's fine. Which one is it?"
"Come along and I'll show you," Doris replied. The girl picked up her overnight case and followed Doris through the hall and into the bedroom.
"The bath is just across the hall and there are fresh towels out for you," Doris said.
"Thank you, Doris. Everything is fine. I'm sorry to flake out on you like this," she replied. She was stripping her clothes off.
A rush ran through Doris when the girl dropped her halter and exposed her young firm breasts. The small nipples were dark and erect. Doris felt her mouth water with desire to taste them. The jeans dropped and the girl stepped out of them, clad in filmy bikini panties.
"Make yourself at home. I'll try not to wake you when I come to bed." She leaned over and kissed the girl's cheek. Her hand brushed a firm tit as she touched the girl's arm. Doris felt her knees buckle.
"Good night, Doris." That strange, sexy smile was on her lips again.
"Good night," Doris replied and stepped out of the room. She met Pete in the hall.
"I think I'll bit the sack, too," he mumbled.
She glanced at his crotch and his cock stood out in his jeans making a bulge.
"All right. See you in the morning," she replied. She kissed him on the lips, her tongue flicking between them for a second.
"Night," he rasped and turned into his room, closing the door behind him.
She found Ted sitting quietly on the sofa, finishing his drink. She stopped and looked down at him.
"Want another?" she asked.
"No. It might slow me down."
She smiled down at him and he reached up for her. His hands pulled her down onto the sofa beside him and his mouth came to hers. Tongues entwined and hands groped. His hand closed around her full tit and massaged it. Her hand stroked his thigh.
"God, I want you!" she whispered in his ear.
Her tongue fucked at his car wetly. His probed at the side of her neck. His hand teased and massaged her tits until her nipples ached. She closed her hand around his hard cock, stroking it through his slacks.
"It been so long since I tasted your cock," she groaned.
"And since I've eaten your pussy!"
She shivered with his words. His hand dropped to her legs and pushed the hem of her dress up over her full thighs. His blunt strong fingers stroked the smooth skin of her thighs in small circles, working closer and closer to her pussy. When he finally touched the nylon of her panties, she gasped and her thighs jerked open. His hand dipped between them and danced over the wet nylon crotch.
"Mmmm," she hummed into his ear.
His fingers teased her clit through the thin cloth and then slid up the front to the waistband and pushed under.
"Oh, yes!" she groaned softly.
His fingers combed through the curly hair and pushed down between her thighs, parting the wet lips of her pussy. A finger plunged into the steaming hole hidden there and stroked the walls of her cunt. Doris gritted her teeth against the intense pleasure and fumbled with his zipper. It finally came open and her slim fingers slipped inside.
His stiff cock filled her hand as she pulled it out. It felt hot enough to burn her palm. She stroked it slowly, moving from the hair at the base to the bulbous head. His finger was fucking in and out of her, driving her cunt and clit crazy.
"The bed! God, the bed!" she mumbled.
Doris pulled away from him reluctantly and rose, taking his hand. Ted got to his feet and followed her, his cock sticking out of his slacks, bouncing as he walked.
Doris all but dragged him into the guest room. Closing the door, she turned to him and began to rip her clothes off. In seconds she was naked She began stripping his clothing off. Almost as quickly, she had stripped him.
"Lay down. I want to eat that cock!" she insisted.
He dropped to the bed and lay back. His huge cock pointed to the ceiling, the dark purple head gleaming in the dim light. Doris licked her lips and knelt between his legs.
Her fingers circled the base of his pulsing shaft and held it for a moment as she looked at it, only inches from her face. He looked down at her and smiled. Doris flicked her tongue across the satin smooth cock-head. He flinched and sighed.
A pearly drop of fluid oozed from the tiny slit and she lapped it up, savoring the tart flavor. Her lips parted and she sucked lightly on his cock, her tongue dancing wet over it. His hand dropped to her head and rested on it. Her mouth opened wider and the entire head slid inside. Wet heat engulfed his cock-head. Her tongue lashed at it greedily. Her other hand slipped under the hairy bag between his thighs and cupped his balls. She massaged them gently.
"That's it! Suck it!" Ted hissed.
The words drove her deeper into her lust for his cock. Her mouth dropped down over it, taking over half of it before the head bumped the back of her throat. Her tongue squeezed the underside, her throat squeezing around the head. Her head bobbed over his cock, her mouth making soft noises as she sucked. Soon his hips began to lift with each motion of her head. Her nostrils flared and her breath whistled through them as she realized that he was close to coming.
Her hand left his balls and dropped, her finger probing his asshole. He groaned and arched upward. Her finger pressed through the ring of muscle and slipped inside him. The puckered hole clamped at her finger. She rammed it to the knuckle and probed the inside with her fingertip. From the jerk of his body, she knew when she had found her target. She massaged the soft bulge inside his asshole and sucked harder on his cock.