My Daughter’s Best Friend

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It didn’t hurt as much any more. I could go days with out thinking about Donna, and how things used to be. Donna my wife died two years ago when the Geo Tracker she was driving was run over by an eighteen wheeler. Now it’s me and my eighteen year old daughter Heather. My name is John, and Heather is upstairs with two of her best friends who are sleeping over. It’s getting a little loud in the house, what with their giggling and laughing. That’s all right though, it helps dispel the blues I sometimes feel. I wish that Donna could have seen Heather now, as a woman. Although the little girl was still there judging from the sounds filtering down from her room.

I had served the girls dinner a couple of hours ago and now I sat in the den trying to work on a report. It was not due for some time but it was a way to stay busy. If I did not have this I would probably be upstairs listening to the girls hoping to get a glimpse of Christine. Ever since Heather’s graduation party I have been obsessed with her. I know I had no right to feel the way I did but I could not help it.

Suddenly I felt a presence in the room, turned and saw Christine. She was dressed in blue silk pajamas. A pretty girl with shoulder length dark red hair, the color of wine, green eyes, and an outgoing personality. Her puffy nipples poked at the satin material of her pajamas. Didn’t she know what she did to me every time she came near?

“Hello Christine, is there something you need?”

“Not really, I just had to get away from those silly girls for a while.”

I grinned, turning back to my work. “Aren’t they your best friends?”

“Sure they are but they can be so juvenile sometimes.” She walked up behind me, I could smell her perfume. “What are you doing Mr. Sanders?”

“Working on a report for a client.”

“It’s Friday night Mr. Sanders, don’t you have any thing better to do than work?:”

I swiveled my desk chair around to look at her. “What should I be doing Christine?”

“You should be out on a date.” I didn’t know how to respond to that.

“Don’t you have a girl friend Mr. Sanders?”

Christine boldly sat on my lap wrapped her arm around my neck and kissed me on the lips. “I’ll be your girlfriend.”

“I’m a little old for you, don’t you think?”

“Nope.”

My cock was firming up nicely. She had to know what she was doing to me. I enfolded her in my arms and kissed her. she opened her mouth and sucked my tongue into her mouth. When I broke away I noticed Heather standing in the doorway, smiling, then she disappeared.

“We had better stop this Christine,” I said. “Your friends will be looking for you.”

“Don’t you want me, John.”

It was the first time she had used my first name. “I’ve never wanted any one more, but I’m old enough to be your father.”

“You’re not to old for me.”

She unbuttoned her pajama top took my hand and placed it on her left breast. I could feel her plump nipple in the palm of my hand. She wiggled her ass on my hard cock smiled and stood up. My hand still frozen in mid air.

“That was just a sample John. Would you like for me to come to your room later?”

I nodded my head like a dumb teenager. She ran out the door giggling. I sat there dumb founded for several minutes and wondered if it were a dream. Christine had always been around the house with Heather, but I had accepted her as a daughter. The past year my view of her had changed. I found myself becoming aroused when ever she was around. I tried avoiding her but graduation day I stopped trying to avoid her. Now it seemed that my fantasy might be fulfilled.

I turned back to my report and closed the program. I remained in the den even when I heard the girls come down stairs to the family room. Heather came into the den alone.

“Daddy, you didn’t have to send Christine away. I understand you have needs that I can’t fulfill. I’ve known for some time she’s had a major crush on you.”

“Honey, are you sure you don’t mind? Your not going to hate me for cheating on your mother.”

“It’s been two years dad. It’s time you got back in circulation. If you want to fuck Christine, just do it.”

“What if I want more than just one night with her?”

“Then I will be happy for both of you.”

Heather gave me a kiss on the cheek, smiled and left. I turned off the computer and walked upstairs to my bedroom. If I could believe Christine, she would come to me sometime in the night. I closed the door leaving it unlocked, undressed and got into bed. I thought I would lay awake most of the night anticipating her arrival. I needn’t have worried about that cause she came into my room soon after I had lay down.

Christine still wore her silk pajamas, but quickly shed them, igniting my cock by her beauty. Apparently she had already been in my bedroom because she struck a match and lit a candle on the nightstand. The scent of roses filled the air. She lay back the cover and sat on the bed, staring into my eyes. She knelt on the edge of the bed leaned over and kissed my mouth, a soft tender kiss. From that point on I took control pulling her down beside me.

“You can’t possibly imagine how often I have fantisized you being here with me in my bed.”

Her eyes were open wide as she found my rock hard cock with her hand. “Oh my.”

I turned her over onto her back and began kissing her face and fondling her breasts. Her cunt was sopping wet and ready. I took a moment to admire Christine’s body for the first time, even her bush was the color of fire. I spread her legs with my knees and rose up over her.

“I need to be inside you now but I don’t have any condoms.”

“It’s okay John, I’m on the pill and I’m sure your safe. Come to me now.”

She took hold of my cock and gave it a few strokes then began putting it in her steaming cunt. I thrust into her without meeting any obstruction, so she was not a virgin, but she was incredibly tight. I was glad that I would not cause her any pain. Christine raised her legs higher locking her heals around my thighs as I began pounding into her. All too soon I was coming deep inside of her, that must have aroused Christine for she came as I finished ejaculating.

I wanted to dismount and lay beside Christine but she pulled me down to lay on top of her. She began kissing my eyes my cheeks, my lips, and neck. “I knew you would be a wonderful lover John, thank you.”

“I should be thanking you for making me come alive again.

I rolled off of Christine and came up on my side. My left hand was free and I used it to pet and caress her.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, I’ve saved myself for you” she said.

“I didn’t feel any obstruction.”

“I took care of it myself with a hairbrush a few weeks ago. I had every thing planed with Heather’s help and if I were successful at seducing you I wanted to be free to enjoy, and not burden you with the guilt of deflowering me.”

“Oh Christine, you had me long before tonight. I wanted you, but I felt like a dirty old man.”

Christine came up on her knees. “Love knows no boundaries or age limitations John.”

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