My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move

My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013) It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement. So I had to vacate the apartment so the work could be done expeditiously. In the condition it was now in, it wasn’t like I could live there anyway. I was at my wit’s end about where to go as I’m cheap and didn’t wish to pay to stay in a hotel for the next few weeks minimum. That’s when my girlfriend Annette came up with what seemed to be the perfect solution at the time. I could move in with her for the duration and once my place was ready I’d go back home. Now she and I had been dating for around eight months and I thought we had a really good thing going. For our own reasons neither one of us was looking to get really serious in our relationship. In my case I was just the modern guy who enjoyed never fully growing up and because of this Annette was perfect for me. Her story was that she was divorced and lived in her own house along with her daughter who was attending college. Because her marriage had ended badly when Annette caught her husband messing around with her best friend she had no intention of going through that again. So since her divorce five years earlier she’d rarely dated but she had accepted when I asked her out. Since I was twelve years younger than she was Annette was flattered when I hit on her and my good looks didn‘t hurt. Truthfully I’d been unaware of the age gap as she looked younger than her age not that I cared how old she was. I’d seen her at the mall and I was struck by how attractive she was so I decided I had to make a move. Normally I didn’t do things like that on the spur of the moment but that day something compelled me to. We hit it off right away and on our second date she came back with me to my apartment for a ‘nightcap‘. It had been quite some time since she’d gotten any so she let her hair down, and then some! Annette is usually quite reserved and conservative in many ways but that night she lost all inhibitions. We alternated between making love and rutting like beasts until we finally collapsed due to exhaustion the next morning. Things never quite reached that crazy height again but we had a lot of good times. We’d have sex at least three nights a week and it would often be more. It was almost always at my place and even when it was at Annette’s I never spent the whole night there. She felt uncomfortable about me staying she said with her teenage daughter living at home. Truthfully I suspected it was because she didn’t want to get too close but it didn’t bother me as I was happy with the arrangement the way it was. That way it allowed me to hang with my buds a few nights a week while still getting steady action. We’d often go to the movies and dinner and whenever needed, be the other’s escort to whatever event they had to attend. Usually it was one of her many business functions except in the case of a slacker buddy of mine finally biting the bullet and marrying his baby mama. Either way it was cool with me, as generally Annette would be wearing some little black dress and we’d have sex later in the evening. So I saw no pitfalls in her suggestion and welcomed it with open arms. I hoped I might get a little more nookie staying at her house though she informed me I’d be staying in the guest room for appearances sake. Either way I’d be saving money which certainly was a good thing. Let me add that I got along with her daughter Vanessa swimmingly. We’d met soon after her mother and I started to date and we had a lot in common. Since I was actually closer in age to Vanessa than her mother we liked a lot of the same music and pop cultural things. In fact during the first week I stayed there one night she and I had a great time playing one of her video games together for hours. Annette actually felt a little left out and envious about it all. Of course we asked if she wanted to join in but she didn’t want to waste her time on such ‘childish’ things. Still she managed to get me to quit by whispering in my ear to meet her in the bedroom for a different kind of game. That was the only night I was there that such a thing happened. Other times she would slip into the guest room late at night but only after Vanessa had turned in for the evening or when her daughter was out. Either way once we were finished she would leave soon after. So for the first week everything worked out well and I even went out one night with my friends. There was only one thing out of the ordinary that happened and it was a little embarrassing. Though the house had two bathrooms only one was a full bath with a shower and tub. So in the morning we all had to scramble to get ready without impeding anyone else. Since I was the guest there, I felt I should do my best to minimize impacting Annette or Vanessa. So I’d get up really early and use the bathroom first; freeing it up so they could follow their regular schedule. On Thursday morning I’d showered and dressed early and gone downstairs to have some coffee before leaving for work. I chilled until it was time to go when I realized I’d forgotten my car keys upstairs. At my apartment I kept them on a hook by the door so I’d just grab them when heading out but here I was unable to follow my normal routine. So I dashed upstairs to retrieve them when at the same exact time Vanessa happened to be going from her bedroom to the bathroom. Maybe it was because she thought I’d left already or she was just used to it being only her and her mother living there. Whatever the reason was, as I rushed toward the guest room she emerged from her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes while only wearing a bra and panties. When I saw her like that my eyes must have bugged out of my head and I stopped dead in my tracks. Vanessa also stopped but she had an amused look on her face. It took me a moment before I realized I was staring at her skimpily dressed body so I turned away while mumbling an apology. “Uhh, sorry about that Vanessa” I managed to get out with my face turning beet red. “Think nothing of it Brad” she replied before slowly sauntering toward the bathroom. Under the circumstances I should have just hurried to get my keys but I couldn’t. Almost under compulsion I swiveled my head and watched Vanessa pass me by and enter the bathroom. She then turned and stared straight at me while smiling before closing the door. Once it shut my body was able to move again. Grabbing my keys I hurried downstairs and out the door. My whole drive to work I couldn’t stop thinking about what I‘d seen. The sight of all her exposed flesh wasn’t something I could easily forget, if ever, and my erection was proof of that. For though Annette was an attractive, sexy woman and I loved being with her she was very slim with tiny breasts and a small ass while her daughter was round and voluptuous with an exaggerated hourglass figure. Vanessa could best be described as being thick or a little chubby or whatever you wanted to call it, but damn what curves she had! Her breasts were round, full and large and half of them had been spilling out the top of her black brassiere. Her waist was soft and not small but it was in proportion to her even bigger hips and butt which had been encased in bikini leopard print panties. Somehow I was able to make it to work sane and I was determined to not think of what I’d seen but it wasn’t easy. That night I felt a little bit awkward about earlier but Vanessa didn’t mention it so I relaxed. She acted normally so I was able to as well and we all had a pleasant evening. The only thing I told them about was a temporary change to my work schedule. Because as sometimes is the case with my job I had to change my shift for the following week. Instead of working from seven in the morning until three in the afternoon like usual I’d be working from three until eleven at night. That certainly threw a wrench into things as far as my sex life was concerned and for the first half of the week Annette and I were unable to connect. So by Thursday morning I was a little on edge so I decided to take a chance. Knowing that Vanessa had early classes that day I sneaked into Annette’s bedroom around the time she got up. She was already awake but still in bed. “Yes Brad?” she asked as she sat up. After closing the door behind me I gave her, or more accurately showed her my reply by opening my robe to reveal my erection. Annette gave a big smile when she saw it and beckoned me forward with her finger. Wasting no time I closed the distance between myself and the bed and once there pulled the covers from her body. She was wearing a matching blue camisole and boy shorts and looked good enough to eat. In fact that was what I planned to do so I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her boy shorts and pulled them down and off. Annette giggled when I did this but then she said “We have to hurry Brad. I need to get ready for work and I can’t be late.” “No problem babe but you should have time for a quickie” I replied as I pulled her body to the edge of the mattress so her legs were dangling off. I knelt down between them and since I had no time for preliminaries I immediately buried my face by her pussy. Normally I would at the least tease her or go slow to build the fire but not then. My tongue ran the length of her lips, starting at the bottom and working my way up until I reached her clit which was partially obscured by her curly, brown pubic hair. Annette kept her bush cut short and neatly trimmed but she didn’t shave down there unlike the younger women I had dated before her. After a few licks she was already getting wet and when my tongue speared her inner juiciness I could already smell her aroused, musky scent. Moistening my thumb with saliva I used it to gently circle her clit as my tongue probed as deeply as it could reach. I made circular movements with my tongue as it was buried in her allowing me to lash her tasty inner walls. Annette moaned appreciatively from my efforts as her hand ran through my hair. Usually I’d take my time in guiding her to her first orgasm and it would be just one of many. I confess I love to eat pussy and I had since the first time I’d been blessed with the opportunity to do so when I was a teenager with young Bridget Flynn. But since we were in a hurry and I wanted to make sure we had time for my own pleasure as well, I pulled out all the stops. After reluctantly removing my tongue from her womanly crevice I slid one of my fingers inside to take its place.