Married for the Weekend by Jean-Luc Cheri

Author:Jean-Luc Cheri [Cheri, Jean-Luc]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eradygm Publishing
Published: 2015-07-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Back in our room, we had to take another shower to wash off the sweat of our tennis game before heading down to dinner. I used the shower first, and came back into the room wearing just a towel. Dad didn’t seem to mind, so when he took his turn in the shower, I changed into my bra and panties and left it at that.

When he came back out, I was lying on my stomach on the bed, reading a magazine. If he minded me dressed so scantily, he didn’t say anything, and I lay there wondering if he was checking out my barely-covered butt. I could feel my pussy heating up, and I involuntarily gave my ass a slight wiggle as I squeezed my thighs together, putting some pressure on my clit as it sat in its slippery folds.

I wished I’d taken the opportunity to touch myself while Dad was in the shower, but now it was too late, and I had to face the evening with a wet and swollen pussy.

“Don’t look,” Dad said, as he pulled open his drawer. So, of course I turned my head to look, watching as he loosened his towel and let it fall to the floor with his back to me, putting his muscular bare ass on display. My pussy quivered at the sight, and he pulled out a fresh pair of boxers from the drawer. As he stepped into them, I caught several glimpses of his ball sack between his legs, sending wet pulses of delight through my loins. When he was done, he turned back around, and I quickly returned my attention back to the magazine, unable to read the words before me as my pussy thrummed like it had an electrical current running through it.

He pulled a pair of shorts from another drawer. “Better get dressed,” he said. “It’s ten to.”

I sat up on the bed, very aware that the darker circles of my areolas were visible through the front of my thin bra. He did a slight double-take, but didn’t say anything. I fake stretched, lifting my arms over my head and arching my back, pushing my breasts out even farther.

“Do we have to?” I said. “I’d rather stay here.”

He smiled. “Me too, but they’ll come after us if we don’t show up.” His eyes dropped for a brief moment, locking on my breasts, before quickly coming back up to my eyes.

I ran a finger under the strap of my bra at my shoulder. “Ow. This bra is new, and it’s cutting into my skin. Mind if I change?”

“Whatever you have to do.”

“I’ll have to change my panties too, since they won’t match.”

He smiled and shook his head. “Women.”

I got off the bed and walked to my dresser. “Don’t look,” I said, repeating his words.

My back was to him, but I turned around and smiled. He said, “No problem,” then turned away from me.

I undid my bra and pulled it off, then pushed my panties down and stepped out of them.

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