Bucket Seats

Fbailey story number 236


Bucket Seats

I just love bucket seats. The girls have a hard time getting out of them discretely. Plus with a two-door car the seats lift forward to let people get into the backseat and that is even harder for the girls to get in and out of gracefully. I love to be polite and hold the seat or the door for them just so that I can look up their skirts at their panties. That is if they are wearing any panties.

My wife is well aware of why I wanted that car. My wife has the ‘grocery getter’ car, while my car is just ‘cool.’

I love to take my wife places in my car because she always spreads her legs much more than is really necessary. It is her way of thanking me for everything that I do for her.

My wife is thirty-six years old and still a fox. She can turn heads without even trying. We have two teenage daughters, Stacey is our fourteen-year-old and Elaine is our thirteen-year-old. They have been in competition for the last couple of years now. It must be a girl thing. They want everything in the world and they know that I am an easy touch. They have started to fine-tune their womanly skills already too. Those skills include begging, batting their eyelashes, crying, tantrums, and teasing the hell out of me. The last is by far my most favorite.

Just the other day Stacey came into my bedroom knowing that her mother was in the shower. She was just in a skimpy pair of panties and a very tight fitting bra. She asked me if I felt that she needed a new bra because that one was too small for her breasts. She asked if she could get a sexy one from Victoria’s Secret. I had her turn around slowly so that I could look. She had it in the tightest hook possible and her breasts were still not bulging out any. It was actually perfect for her. So I told her that I would talk to her mother about it. When she asked me not to mention it to her mother I knew that something was up. As she turned to leave she bent right over to pick up something imaginary off the floor. I knew that she just wanted me to check out her ass. It was a very nice ass too and it reminded me of my wife’s ass.

Just as soon as Stacey left, my wife came in and closed the door. She saw the tent that had formed in the sheets and then locked the door before dropping her towel. As she pulled the covers back to get in she told me to remind her to thank Stacey for my erection. I told her that Stacey would love a Victoria Secret bra. My wife said that would depend on how great the sex with me was. I really wanted Stacey to get that bra so sex was good, very good in fact. I love it when she is on top so that I can watch her big breasts move around. In that position I’m not as anxious to cum either, so it takes quite a bit longer. That’s better for the both of us. When we finished making love my wife poked a tampon into her pussy to keep my cum from leaking out and getting her panties all wet. I just smiled because I have seen her do that quite often. She loves having my cum in her but she hates having a wet crotch.

The next day after lunch she told the girls that we were going shopping and to put on something nice to wear. Of course Stacey wanted to know what we were going shopping for in particular. My wife said that I thought that Stacey needed a new bra from Victoria’s Secret. Stacey jumped for joy and shouted out ‘oh thank you daddy.’ To which my wife told her that she had better make it worth my while.

When the girls came back down the stairs Stacey was in a very tight and very short T-shirt that showed off her hard little nipples quite well proving to everyone that she wasn’t wearing a bra.