1. Daphne's Crush Pt.1


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.4, Source: sexstories.com

    pain isn't." "Thanks," I said, really meaning it. I decided to change the subject, so I asked, "Why don't you tell me about yourself and what's been happening to you for the last six years? How does a girl who was raised in your family eat at a diner? A hamburger no less!" "Please!" Daphne laughed. "If Mark or Francesca saw me eating this burger they'd have a fit!" Mark and Francesca were Daphne and Bette's parents. They were good people, but bleeding heart liberals were just a tad too far to the right for their liking. The year I dated Bette was interesting to say the least. "But you're eating it anyway," I grinned. "I like hamburgers," Daphne shrugged. "And I notice you're wearing a bra," I teased. "You must be the first girl in your family to do that!" "You certainly keep staring at my chest often enough to notice," Daphne teased back. I refused to look anywhere but at her face, yet Daphne's smile let me know that she knew what I was thinking. I blushed and she laughed again, adding, "The bra has more to do with need rather than rebellion." We spoke for another half hour as I continued to pump coffee into my veins. Mostly we talked about nothing special. Daphne was working as a waitress and studying to be a child psychologist. No surprise there. Not being raised in her family. Her father was an environmental lawyer and her mother a doctor who was instrumental in starting a nearby clinic. Yet, then again it still said something about Daphne. She didn't have to follow her ...
    parents' lead. After all, as far as I knew Bette was still traveling the globe 'looking for herself' on daddy and mommy's money. "Where are you living?" I asked, just trying to hold up my part of the conversation. "I'm renting an apartment," she smiled. "Mark is helping pay for the basics while I'm at school." I was feeling almost human by the time the check came. Daphne reached for it, but I snatched it first. "Making you pay would be like adding insult to injury," I joked. "Thanks for sobering me up." "You're welcome," she smiled. Daphne had turned into quite a beauty. She had honey colored hair and soft brown eyes. Her features were attractive and when she smiled, she lit up a room. It didn't hurt that she was curvy in all the right places. "Michael, you're staring again," Daphne smirked. "You've grown," I said with a shrug. "And I mean more than in just the chest area." "I could do with losing a few pounds," she said self-consciously. "Nonsense," I insisted. "You're perfect just the way your are." Daphne blushed. "So, what were you doing in a bar like that?" I asked, changing the subject again. Daphne was Bette's little sister and quite a bit younger than me. I had no right to flirt with her. "Looking for you," she replied with a shrug. "I was driving by on my way to do some chores when I saw you going in. I decided to stop on the way home and see if you were still there." "Good thing," I smiled. "Otherwise more than my recent breakup with Janice would be the talk of the ...
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