1. The Big Game Bet - Chapter 2


    Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Masturbation, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    "Hey honey," my wife called out from the bathroom as she was getting ready to leave for work. "I forgot to tell you; Teresa is coming over to make us dinner tonight. Isn't that nice of my little girl?" A smile crept on my face and a slight tingle of arousal shot through my groin. I knew exactly why my stepdaughter Teresa was being so nice. She's planning to pay off our big game bet tonight. It's been more than a week since her team playing in the big championship coughed up the ball and snatched defeat from the jaws of victory. I don't really care for sports that much, but my team won and because of that, T, as I call her, now owes me one blow job a month. I never expected her to pay up, but she did that night. Until that wager our sexual banter had been just that; harmless banter. But over the past few days she's been a bit more playful in some of her text messages to me. I have to say I'm enjoying the attention, as many fifty-something guys would when they have someone half their age ready, willing and most definitely able to give them head. "That's nice of her," I said, trying to hide my excitement. "Did she say what she's making?" "No," my wife replied, "but it must be something special because she said it was going to take a couple of hours to prepare." "Sounds interesting. I think." "She said she'll be here around three o'clock to get everything going. You'll be home, right?" I took an early retirement offer from my now-former employer, so unless I was going to the ...
    library to do some reading, home is where I stayed. "Yep," I said. "I'll be here to keep her entertained." "Thanks, hon," my wife said, as she kissed me on the cheek. "I should be home from work at the usual time, but I'll call if something comes up. Love you!" "Love you, too," I said. - - - - - - - - - - *beep* I looked at the text message on my phone. "Guess whose coming to dinner?" I laughed. I tapped out with my thumbs. "Your mom warned me. What are we eating?" *beep* "Not telling. But I know what I'll be swallowing." "Maybe. Or maybe I won't let you." *beep* "LOL! You are a horny old man! You'll beg me, later!" Later turned out to be exactly three o'clock. To say I'd been daydreaming a lot about Teresa over those few hours in between was an understatement. I could easily have tossed one off but I resisted the temptation. I had just grabbed a seltzer when Teresa walked in. She didn't bother knocking, never does, just walked into the house with a couple bags of groceries. She was wearing a heavy bright red winter sweater, a denim skirt with charcoal yoga pants, black snow boots with fake fur at the top, and white fuzzy ear muffs. She dropped the bags and gave me a brief kiss on the cheek. "Hey old man," she said with a grin. "Hey T. You know, you made your mom very happy when you told her you were coming over." "Yeah, I could tell. But what about you?" She moved closer to me and put her arms around my neck and pressed herself against me. I felt my cock thicken slightly in my ...
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