Dad Doesn’t Stand A Chance: Part 10

Please read Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 & 9 for a better understanding of this chapter. Names have been changed.


Ben and I discussed our plan of attack for tonight as we drove over to pick up Kristen. I would pretend that I was coming down with the flu and we would ditch the movies and relocate back to our house with some take out and DVDs. Throughout the night I would excuse myself for some time for Ben to slowly ease Kristen into the possibility of hooking up and then if everything went according to plan, I would enter later. We decided that it would be best if we both didn’t proposition her at the same time in case she got overwhelmed and scared, but to me, Ben acted like tonight was going to end in sex no matter what. I wasn’t so confident.

While Kristen had a mature mind, her body hadn’t changed much since puberty. She was 15, only around 4’7” and had a straight body with no ass and small, bee stung tits. She was a virgin and had only kissed one guy as far as I knew. She did have a mouth on her though, and with her small group of girlfriends, they loved to tease the boys at school. She had long, dark brown straight hair and beautiful brown eyes and always wore pinkish lip gloss. She was a beautiful little girl with an apparent taste for older men. She and Ben had only met once at my birthday party earlier this summer, and I wondered if he forgot that she didn’t have much to offer body wise. I guess the thought of fucking underage pussy really turned him on.

When we got back to the house, she picked DVDs in the den while Ben and I plated the food and went over our game plan. He didn’t seem too bothered that her body was like that of a young boy, like mine, but was even more intrigued that she was a virgin. Throughout the night, I made all my planned visits to the bathroom, leaving them both in the middle of heavy flirting and laughing and smiling. I was surprised at how open she was with him and the times that I wasn’t in the bathroom almost seemed that I really wasn’t there at all.

As the night was drawing down, Ben gave me the signal and I announced that I was turning in for the night because I didn’t feel well and would be unable to accompany her on the ride home with Ben. She politely agreed and hugged me good night before slowly gathering her things. I went upstairs and opened and shut my bedroom door but knelt at the top of the staircase peeking down into the den. Ben invited her into the kitchen and emerged about 10 minutes later holding her hand and guiding her upstairs. I ran into my bedroom and sat patiently waiting for his text to join them. Ten minutes passed. Twenty minutes. Thirty minutes. I was almost ready to bust in when I heard his door slam and a few seconds later, the front door closed. I peeked out the front window to see Kristen walking on the sidewalk in the direction of her house and immediately got that sick feeling in my gut.