Jerry felt pleased. He had exercised his authority as father and it had worked. Trudi was going out with a different boy. She was going to the class fling with some boy named Sam and he seemed like a nice enough boy. Jerry had met him. The boy had stopped by on purpose to introduce himself to Jerry and ask if he could take Trudi to the dance. Jerry was impressed. It was seldom that you found a boy with any real respect for a girl's parents. He was surprised and pleased with Trudi's choice of a date.
He smiled to himself. He might even let her stay out a little longer the night of the dance. Any boy as impressive as Sam should be rewarded. He would feel safe if Trudi were in his hands.
Trudi decided that she would feel great if she were in Sam's hands.
Sam was really a hunk, all right! She hadn't realized that Linda was dating such a good-looking guy!
Of course, her heart was still true to Bill, but she could stand being a lot closer to Sam, Her sweet little near-innocent pussy creamed every time she thought of him. What a stud!
Trudi tried to find out what Sam and Linda did in bed. She asked Bill over the telephone. Bill just laughed. "Linda?" he had chuckled.
"Linda is so straight she probably hasn't even given old Sam a feel!
My sister's a real prude, hon. I'll bet she's never even seen a cock!"
Linda sat in her room, trying not to look at the crack in the board on the wall. The board had a nice, big peephole in it and it made it simple to look right into her brother Bill's room! Linda tried not to look. She knew it wasn't right. No girl should run home from school just so she could be there when her big brother changed clothes. It was sick!
Linda's hand crept toward her creaming pussy. She moved forward to the bed and sank down so that she could see through the crack.
She felt her pussy gush and cream as Bill's naked body came into view.
She shuddered with passion and revulsion. She knew it was wrong to lust after her brother. She should lust after Sam… good, kind, patient Sam. Sam had been waiting for months now for her to get up her courage to fuck for the first time. He had tried to talk her out of being scared, but she still got the cold chins just thinking about it.
She wanted to, but somehow, she just couldn't! Maybe it would have been different if Sam had fucked before. Then he could have told her about it and made the whole thing seem less frightening.
Or maybe she could talk to her mother… find out whether it hurt or not and how she could keep from getting pregnant Her mother was too busy to talk, though. She was always running off to club meeting and social events. She didn't have time for a young girl's questions and Linda didn't want to bother her. Her mother was so calm, so cool, so efficiently competent, that Linda didn't want to disappoint her with her with her own fears. She would just have to think of some way to deal with her own problem, but in the meantime, she could always watch Bill get ready for swimming practice.
He had such a beautiful body! All tanned and golden, except for the crisp, curly patch of hair between his legs. She saw him posturing in front of the mirror, flexing his muscles. She sank into a dream world, her fingers swirling in her hot, creamy cunt.
Jerry's thoughts turned to his daughter, Trudi. He sighed heavily.
He put his papers don in a neat pile on top of his desk and let his mind wander. He knew there was no way of fighting it. He had busied himself with other activities long enough. He had to face his problem!
Jerry's face wrinkled up in a frown. For a man of forty, he had it pretty good. He owned his own business and his lovely four-bedroom home. He had two cars in the garage and money in the bank. That was what he had on the plus side.
On the minus side, he had a wife who was cold and pretended to enjoy sex with him. He had brief unrewarding affairs with call girls. And he had the hots for his lovely teenaged daughter!
Jerry threw down his pencil in disgust. It was true. He had been trying to avoid it for weeks. He had the hots, for Trudi and he didn't know what to do about it.
At first Jerry had tiled to ignore the swelling in his balls every time he looked at his delectable daughter. It had gotten so bad that he had left the house several times, rather than trust himself with her alone on the nights that Elizabeth had a ladies club meeting.
Trudi was a really sexy little girl though. Jerry could feel his long prick swell and harden as he thought of his daughter's ripe tits and their pebble-stiff nipples. He thought of the time that she had squeezed past him to get to the refrigerator and how her little nipples had thrust up against his back, poking right out at him, hard and hot.
Jerry was thinking about his daughter so hard that he didn't even hear his secretary when she stood over his desk. "Mr. Wilson?" she asked. "Mr. Wilson? Mr. Black just called. Mr. Wilson?"
"Wha… Oh! Mary! I'm sorry, just daydreaming. I guess. Yes? What was it, dear?"
"Mr. Black just called. He said he was sorry but he had to cancel lunch with you today.. Something came up that he couldn't get out of."
Mary Adams stared at her handsome employer. He certainly looked down in the mouth. She wished that there was something she could do to make him feel happier. She noticed that lately he had just been dragging around the office, not cheerful at all.
"Is there anything I can get for you, Mr. Wilson? I mean… I'll do absolutely anything to make you feel better! Oooooh!"
Mary blushed bright red. She hadn't meant it to come out exactly like that! What she said. had sounded just like a proposition! She lowered her. eyes demurely and her hand holding her steno pad shook like a leaf in the wind. She felt the tears rise in her eyes and she knew that she was going to cry in embarrassment.
Mary wanted to run out of the room. What would Mr. Wilson think now? She hadn't meant to be so painfully obvious! It was true that she had been thinking of going to bed with Mr. Wilson; she had imagined what his handsome body would look like under those expensively cut business suits. She had even played with her steaming pussy at night, thinking about how long and hard his cock would be and how she would squeal when it plunged into her hot cunt. But she hadn't intended on coming right out and letting him know how she felt!
She raised her eyes slowly to his. They were brimming with tears under her thick black eyelashes.
Jerry peered at Mary Adams closely. The poor girl was embarrassed, he thought. She was blushing bright red and tears were in his eyes!
"Oh, Mary!" he exclaimed, searching his mind for something to calm her. "Don't cry dear. You're much too pretty to cry!"
Jerry caught his breath in excitement. He had never really noticed before just how pretty she really was. With those tears sparkling in her deep green eyes and her voluptuous tits heaving in embarrassment, she looked like a quivering, warm, sweet bundle of sex. Mary Adams reeked of sex. She looked just like the kind of girl he wanted to fuck. He felt his prick swell eagerly. Mary Adams was just what he needed to get his mind off his troubles.
Jerry flashed Mary a radiant smile. "Did you really mean that about making me feel better Mary?" he asked eagerly.
"Oh, yes!" she replied, blushing even deeper. She thought she knew what Mr. Wilson had in mind and it was all right with her. She had been waiting a long time for a man like Mr. Wilson.
"I=d do anything to make you feel better, Mr. Wilson," she repeated.
"Just tell me what you want and I'll do it. I've wanted to help you out for a long time now."