1. Stranger in the Night


    Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: Fetish, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    actually go crazy with the thought of what could have been&#034. Regret the things you've done, not the things you failed to do. That's always been my motto. So, keeping an eye on the house's unlit windows, I opened the car door and stepped out onto the driveway. A dog was barking off in the distance, but otherwise the night was cold and still. After checking my surroundings one last time, I began to move down the driveway and around the house, to the mud room door. Using the spare key Len had given me, I quietly unlocked the door and slid inside. The mud room and kitchen were dark, the house was still and quiet. Looks like the alarm was still off. Funny how Lenore never thought to check the fuse box, the one I had visited earlier that night. Oh well, the service man would surely figure it out for her tomorrow. As I exited the kitchen and eased out into the foyer, I could see a soft light coming from upstairs. I made my way cautiously up the staircase, drawn to the warm yellow light like a moth to flame. Making sure to keep myself hidden in the shadows, I eased up and peered through thy partially opened door. I looked into a large master bedroom. My eyes quickly scanned the room and came to rest on the bed. My heart skipped a beat. There she was. My baby. My Lenore. Lying still, atop the snow white comforter, wearing only her bra and panties, as if on display just for me! A book lay open beside her. It must have fallen from her hands as she fell asl**p. I watched her ...
    chest softly rise and fall with each breath. Looking at my daughter like this, my own soft, sweet little girl, well it made me feel both sick and elated. Whatever mixed emotions my mind was feeling, one thing was very certain. Other parts of me were already getting ready for action. I adjusted myself accordingly. Cautiously, I tapped lightly on the bedroom door. There was no reaction from my daughter, so I knocked again louder with the same result. Softly I said, &#034Lenore, honey, it's just Dad. I think I forgot my cellphone and needed to see if it was here.&#034 Seeing no change in my daughter's sl**p pattern, I summoned my courage and repeated my statement more loudly this time. Seeing no change in her reaction, my fear quickly disappeared. Lenore, like her mother, was now dead to the world. &#034A mixture of Rohypnol and Ambien dropped into a glass of wine, just might do that to a girl&#034, I grinned to myself, stepping into the bedroom. Not wanting to wake my granddaughter, I shut the door behind me. Carefully crossing the room, I stood transfixed above my sl**ping daughter. It was hard to believe that I was here with her, completely alone and in total control of the situation. How many times, since that long ago summer, had I dreamed of getting a chance like this again? How often had I stroked my cock to the thought of the woman now lying unaware before me? I ran my eyes across Lenore's tranquil face, down to her softly moving breasts, down across the soft curve of her ...
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