Deon 1
My name is David, I am 39 years old, 5'9" weigh 160 lbs, I have brown hair, and brown eyes. I was in decent shape, married life has been comfortable and with 4 kids I haven't the time or energy to keep myself in shape. My wife Julie is 42, 5'4", weighs 150 lbs but carries it well in a spectacular set of tits and a big round ass that begs for sex. I have a daughter, Jessica who is 19, she has her mother's figure with blonde hair, blue eyes, the classic 'bombshell' and identical twin boys Jack and Jason, who are 17, with blonde hair, blue eyes and my youngest son Jake, who is 13, with blonde hair and blue eyes. We are the typical American family, life is good.
Since Jessica was our first, we treated her like a princess until the other kids came along and she seemed to cope well with her younger brothers coming along and taking some of the spot light away from her.
I saw flashes of spoilt princess and entitlement when she had her friends over but I didn't act on it as the friends she chose and the relationships she had with them were up to her and at the time I thought they were only playing out the typical high school stereotypes. We were all pleased that she was head cheerleader, captain of the gymnastics team and still scored in the top three of all her subjects, so a little bit of vanity was to be expected.
She went away to college and we all missed her, during the occasional call she mentioned she had started seeing someone and as the semester went on it started to sound serious, so being caring parents we invited Deon to stay over during the Christmas break and celebrate New Years with us.
With hindsight I should've seen it coming, every time Jessica came home to visit her skirts were shorter, heels higher and tops tighter than the last time. Her voice had gotten slightly deeper and there was a huskiness to it that reminded me of Lauren Bacall. There was a definite wiggle in her walk and either her spectacular tits or amazing ass were centre of attention, although I was relieved that she dressed to show off either her tits or her ass and never both at the same time, small mercies.
Deon came to stay on Boxing day, he was a self assured, attractive guy. He appeared to be 6' plus as he was handily taller than me and clearly took care of himself as judging by the definition that was on display through his tight t-shirt. Think Sonny Bill Williams. I think we all stared in awe when Jessica first introduced him to us.
As both Jack and Jason were travelling overseas on a gap year we told Deon he could have the boys room while Jessica stayed in her old room until they went back to college.
You never realise how thin the walls of your house are until you are forced to listen to your daughter having sex with her boyfriend in the next room.
Especially since they had been apart for a few weeks.
The next morning my wife decided that I give Jessica and Deon "the talk" at breakfast after she and Jake had left to spend the day at his friends house. It started badly as Deon was topless, I stared for a few seconds at the tribal tattoos on his big, strong arms and his loose basketball shorts didn't do much to hide a considerable bulge, I was flustered and stuttered through my speech about sleeping in separate rooms and if they were going to fool around at least wait until everyone was out of the house.