My Son’s Girlfriend

I’m a happily married man of twenty years; we have just the one son, Iain, who is attending college. Both my wife (Sue) and I are 42 and have kept ourselves in good shape. Perhaps I’m a few pounds overweight but not bad for my age. The truth be told we would have liked more kids but we’ve had lots of fun trying over the years and even now we still make love at least twice a week. The great thing about being together so long is that we know what each other likes, it could become boring but it doesn’t because we know exactly how to turn each other on and take the time to do so.



My wife and I agree that sex is important to us so we make the time for it. Friday night is one of our regular nights as it seems to be the best way to start the weekend. I know to spend plenty of time kissing and licking the back of Sue’s knees before working my way down towards her now, very wet pussy. I just have to lightly flick the outside of her clit with my tongue to send her into a shuddering orgasm.

Sue knows just how hard to grip my cock as she jacks me off getting me good and hard for the next stage of our love making. If I have given Sue a good orgasm then after some time making love in the missionary position, kissing each other and being quite sensual Sue will then indulge my preference for doggy style and let me finish by fucking her hard from behind. I don’t know why but it’s the one position that really floats my boat and ensures I have a good orgasm myself.

I would have been content with that if it wasn’t for my son or more precisely his latest girlfriend.



Now my son has always been quite creative so although it wouldn’t have been my choice for him he is now studying drama at college. As a father you want your son to be a man’s man I’m a car mechanic, used to getting my hands dirty and hard manual work however my wife has always had a love of theatre and reading so perhaps this is where Iain got it from. The good thing about Drama is that it attracts quite outgoing confident girls; they also tend to be very beautiful and slim as they often combine this with dance. This has meant the girls Iain has brought home have all been very lovely to look at and fun to have around. He has been with Danni, his current girlfriend, about eight months and they seemed to be getting quite serious.

Boy is Danni hot; she just turned 18 a few months ago, natural blonde hair with lovely blue eyes and sweet smile with dimples and a stunning figure. She also likes to wear clothes that show off her curves. Danni has started to stay over some nights, putting her stuff in the guest room and although I never actually asked if they were sleeping together I presumed with two young people full of hormones well something is bound to happen.

It wouldn’t bother me if they were so I never gave it much too thought especially as I had given my boy the best advice a father could give his son at sixteen years of age. Go out and nail as many as you can before finding the one you love and settling down I had confidently boasted. That earned me a sharp elbow in the ribs from my wife who then told him to show girls some respect and never put pressure on them. Iain just flushed with embarrassment and changed the subject. So two years and several girls later Iain is with Danni.



I like to get up early even at the weekend and start the day with a coffee and cigarette (Smoking is a filthy habit I know but it’s my one small vice in life) its only time I smoke at home as no else likes it. I find it sets me up for the coming day of noise and mayhem as there is always plenty of jobs to do at home and work is just non stop. My wife and son have always been late risers and so most mornings when I get up I have the house to myself and don’t always bother getting dressed I just wonder around the kitchen naked or in just my boxers. It was on such a day, a Saturday morning to be precise, sitting naked at the kitchen table with a coffee and taking a draw on my cigarette that Danni walked in to the kitchen



“Mornin’ Mr T” She always giggled when she said this. My name is Pete Thompson and despite telling Danni she could call me Pete she preferred calling me Mr T even though I look nothing like the legendary Mr T, being white and only average build, I guess you have to put that down to the English sense of humour.



“Moring sweetheart anything the matter” I asked surprised by her sudden appearance and hoping she wouldn’t realise I was naked.



“Nope” She yawned, stretching her arms up at the same time. It gave me ample time to admire he tight teenage body. Danni was wearing white shorts with a matching vest top with little pink bows on the shoulder straps as her arms reached up her top rode up as well exposing her flat tummy. Her nipples were already poking through and I was sure I could just about see a bit of camel toe between her long legs. With her stretch finished Danni combed her fingers through her just got out of bed shoulder length blonde hair and made it look even more sexy and just got out of bed looking if that was possible.

“Just woke up feeling thirsty” and taking a glass she turned to open the fridge. My cock began to throb as I admired her tight young body.



I didn’t want to cause any embarrassment to her or me so I stayed sitting where I was and felt my cock thicken some more as she bent down straight legged to get the juice out of the fridge, she seemed to take a long while choosing which juice to go for and I gazed hungrily at her peachy arse and what seemed to be a damp patch between her legs. No it couldn’t be…..could it? Finally after what seemed an age she turned round with her juice and I hurriedly looked at my coffee knowing I had been caught staring at her. Closing the fridge door with her heel she approached the table and sat down opposite me.

The cold air from the fridge had now made her nipples rock hard as they pointed through her vest top and my cock was just as hard under the table. Danni took a swig from her juice and then licked her top lip suggestively just like a porn star, damn was this girl flirting with me.

“You should give up, it’s bad for you” She said breaking the silence

“I enjoy it too much besides I only have this one in the morning and a couple during the day” I defended

“Can you blow smoke rings?” She inquired out of the blue.



I smiled at Danni “Just watch” Thankful for something to ease the tension I took a draw on my cigarette and puffing out my cheeks blew a couple of rings. With enough smoke left I blew another stream of smoke through both of the rings.

“Well done that was great” laughed Danni, clapping her hands and making her boobs jiggle.

I nearly got up to take a bow but my hard cock banging against the table fortunately stopped me.

Danni finished her juice and got up to go back to bed; she stopped and hesitated for a second as if she wanted to say something important. Instead Danni put both hands on the table and leaned in close. It took all my strength not to look down her top and at her full firm breasts just inches from me or to grab them in my hands but I held her gaze as she causally asked “Can you give me a lift to my house today I need to pick some stuff up?”

“Sure” I croaked trying and failing to sound equally casual all the while my cock was swelling even more

“Thanks Mr T ….. I’m going back to bed now as you kept me awake last night” Smiled Danni and quickly turned a walked out of the kitchen.



I was too mesmerised watching her pert arse wiggle out of the room to take in what she had said. I had kept her awake? Surely she meant Iain… but why would she tell me about what she and Iain got up to? She had definitely said ‘I had kept her awake’. Me and the wife had made love last night but I didn’t think we were that noisy, Sue likes to encourage me with the occasional ‘fuck me big boy’ and I’ll tell her she is my ‘Sexy slut’ but not loud enough for the neighbours to hear. Then there was the way she licked her lips, stretching in front of me was she trying to tease me. In fact I had never known her come down to the kitchen in just her nightclothes before.

Having known Danni for a while now this behaviour wasn’t usual for her. She certainly wasn’t a prick tease, she could be mildly flirty but all very innocent. It seemed a bit out of character for her or perhaps I was just reading too much into it and becoming another dirty old man leering at teenage girls. The more I went over it in my mind the more confused I got the only thing that didn’t change was my hard cock it couldn’t forget those stiff nipples and perfect bum cheeks barely hidden under her night clothes or that little damp spot.