“God, this is amazing,” the blonde teen panted. “Why didn’t anyone tell me it was this good? I would have been fucking girls a lot sooner than this, a lot of my girlfriends are HOT!”
“You likely weren’t ready, baby,” Lucy said as she snuggled up alongside her girlfriend. She stroked along Tiffany’s smooth legs. “Sometimes it’s the waiting that makes it better. I’m glad you liked it though — we should have something to eat or drink and then we can fuck again, okay?”
“I said we should have something to eat and drink and then, go back to fucking,” Jennifer giggled as she put on her dress. She didn’t bother with panties or a bra as she knew the dress wouldn’t be staying on too long anyway. “I’d forgotten what a machine I’d been married to, you always could fuck for hours. Nice to know you haven’t lost your touch.” Jennifer headed downstairs to prepare some food for them both.
“I practice,” Al joked. He saw Jennifer smile and he was glad that she didn’t seem to be jealous. Perhaps someday, he really could have them both. He was sure Jen would be into Lucy, but would the reverse be true? He felt his cock twitch and covered himself before going downstairs to eat.
For the remainder of the week, Tiffany and Lucy stayed in contact by phone. She was insistent that when Lucy got back from her trip, she and her father would talk it over and invite Tiffany to join them in bed. Lucy had lent her a toy to help take the edge off. It wasn’t helping much; she was constantly horny at the thought of fucking her handsome father and her gorgeous girlfriend together.
Al found himself missing Lucy and feeling a bit guilty about his fling with Jennifer. Not guilty enough to end it, not now. It was still too hot between them. Guilty enough that when Lucy got home, he’d tell her about it and hope she’d be alright with it. He and Jen had already decided if she was, they would all fuck together and work things out. As he walked home from her condo, fucked and slightly frazzled, he wondered why his daughter had been in such a good mood all day?
When he got home, Tiffany was in a skimpy silver skirt and equally skimpy top. Her midriff was bared, flat and tanned. He hadn’t known she had a piercing, although it sure looked sexy — his daughter had some body! “You’ve been all smiles, all day,” he said as he hugged her. Was it his imagination or was she pressing just a little too close? “What’s the reason behind that?”
“I think that be my fault, handsome,” Al heard Lucy’s voice coming from the kitchen. “I called last night and told her I was coming home a day early and wanted to surprise you.” When his girlfriend emerged, he was stunned. Her outfit was black and sheer and she was wearing 4-inch stiletto heels. This was bedroom attire, a “fuck me now” outfit if ever there was one. “Tiffany and I have something we’ve wanted to ask you for a few months now and I promised her that we would when I got back. Okay sweetheart, the ball is in your court now,” the sensual brunette said to Tiffany. She gave her a devilish kiss that took Al by surprise. Just exactly what was going on here?