“The Routine” – Chapter IV

Chapter IV

It hadn’t been easy getting up at seven o clock the next morning after last nights adventures. They had kept it up until two in the morning before his boss had left with his secretary and the tiny Asian, and by then everybody had been satisfied. Still, here he was, awake and ready and having breakfast with his daughter Chrissy while his wife Joanna was under the table giving him another Blowjob.

Even though he’d had more sex in the last twelve hours than he’d ever had in one night before, Robert was hornier than ever. Having this sort of power, the power to make any woman do whatever he wanted, seemed to spur his fantasies into new dimensions. It made him want more. It made him want to fuck every woman in this town before going on to the next, and the next one after that. But Robert was a man who could control his urges. And he hadn’t forgotten the most important thing; “Discretion”.

So now he was sitting by the breakfast table in his robe, watching his daughter and her slender body, her small mounds protruding under her tank top, thinking thoughts about her that he had never thought before. The thought of “She’s your daughter for Christ’s sake,” fought with the thought “No one will ever know,” and as his wife let her silky smooth lips and velvety mouth slide up and down his shaft, he felt like the latter was winning. The fact that his daughter was sneaking glances under the table and watching the oral action with much more interest than he had ever hoped for didn’t help much either.

Thoughts about it being his daughter, not his wife under the table popped into his head like incestuous images, and the way she now cleaned strawberry jam from her fingers, sticking one after the other into her mouth and sucking on them, was like pouring gasoline on flames. He thought he was about to come when Chrissy suddenly leaned down to look under the table again.

“Mom?”

“Yes sweetheart?” Joanna took the cock out of her mouth while answering.

“Did you pack my lunch bag?”

“Yes sweetie. It’s in the fridge. Are you leaving for school?”

Joanna ran her tongue along his shaft, playing a little with the head, making him moan silently as Chrissy went to the fridge and got the bag out.

“Don’t forget to kiss your daddy and me goodbye then.”

Now this is going to get interesting, Robert thought as his daughter leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.