She Wants The Neighbor

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On to the story…

She Wants The Neighbor

My daughter Lindsey and I had been on our own for about two years when I took a transfer to south Florida. We spent three days driving all over Fort Lauderdale trying to find a house and finally happened on one on a quiet cul-de-sac. It was perfect, had a pool (a requirement in south FL), was 20 minutes from her school and 30 minutes from my office.

It didn’t take long before we managed to get most of the boxes unpacked and we settled into a nice routine. One Saturday afternoon we came back from the grocery store to find one of our neighbors from across the stree out cutting his grass. He had on shorts, sneakers and not much else. Lindsey immediately started foaming at the mouth; she was stuttering and having difficulty with the menial chore of carrying in the bags of groceries.

Teasingly I asked her what was wrong and in typical 15 year old fashion she started gushing about “how freakin hot” this guy was and that he “looked like an underwear model!” Admittedly, he did look hot, he looked like he was about 25 and she was right, he could have been a male model. I was amused at her reaction so I suggested she go introduce herself. Man, she about flipped out! She started off on how a girl like her could NEVER get a man like him! I just started laughing and she got a little testy with me and demanded to know what I thought was so funny. I said “honey, any hot, young teenaged girl can get any man she wants, she just has to know how to do it!” Lindsey just stared at me for a moment, then looked back at the guy for a minute and then back at me and asked “how?”

Now Lindsey and I have always been close and we talked openly about everything. I figured as long as she was talking to me and getting good information she was less likely to do something stupid. I told her we’d talk after we got the groceries put away.

As a star soccer player Lindsey was always in great shape, she was 5’7 about 120lbs with brown hair and hazel eyes. She had a nice B/C cup that never seemed to have much jiggle in them when she went braless around the house… and legs… man she had legs that went on forever… the most awesome legs a man could imagine and they ended at one of the most perfect, rock hard asses God ever put on a female.

So, moving on with the story, while we were stocking the pantry, rearranging stuff in the fridge to make room for all the new stuff Lindsey again wanted to know how a teenaged girl could seduce a guy like our neighbor.

I said you know that little denim mini skirt you like to wear to the mall? She nodded, I said that skirt with no underwear, some platform shoes with heels, one of your tank tops with no bra and you are about 70% of the way there. The rest is in how you bend over, how you sit and how you just give little peaks enough to flash the man you want… and once we get aroused there is no saying no to anyone!

Lindsey just looked at me with those hazel eyes and finally said “so you’re telling me to act like a slut!” I laughed and told her that slutty wasn’t always a bad thing. I explained how girls used “slut” to control and shame other girls but that guys liked slutty. Besides, I told her “you can be slutty in very subtle ways and with class.” She seemed to ponder this and not much else was said about it so I figured the conversation was over.

After putting away all the groceries, I switched into my trunks and managed to take a quick dip in the pool and was just toweling off when Lindsey came out on the back patio in her denim skirt, some high heeled platform shoes, a much too small tank top which left nothing to the imagination and two of the hardest nipples sticking straight out!

I just stood there with my mouth hanging open! After about a minute Lindsey asked “if I liked” and I said “what man wouldn’t?!?!” I asked if she were going to go over and introduce herself and she got all flustered and said “no, not yet, he’s still working in the yard.” I reminded her she was not on birth control and she said “Dad, its not like he’s going to fuck me as soon as he sees me!” Yeah, little did she know about how quickly a man would fuck her! Unless this guy is gay or a total moron it would take him all of about 15 minutes to have his cock in her pussy!

I continued to towel off and went back into my bedroom to change into some dry shorts and throw on an old t-shirt. When I came out of my bath I found Lindsey sitting on my bed and flipping through a playboy I kept in my nightstand. I asked her what was up and she looked at the floor for a minute and mustering up all the courage she had finally said “I don’t know how to bend over or sit the right way to tease a man.” I wanted to laugh at this because I think women are genetically wired for these moves but I decided to play along just to get a few peeks.

I said stand up, she did. I told her to turn around and straighten my bed out… as she started doing this she was most lady like.