My wife, Diana, does something very unusual that drives me so crazy. It started just after we were married. She doesn't do it very often, maybe once every couple of months. It's a strange, almost twisted thing, but it drives us both wild with lust.
Last night was one of those nights. Her daughter Crissy had gone out to do who knows what with who knows who. Diana and I stayed home, had some drinks, and when it got late we were planning to make love. Diana disappeared into the bedroom for a short time to change into something. I turned down the lights and sat down on the couch, waiting for my sexy wife to re-appear.
When I saw her come through the door, I knew immediately what was ahead of us. She only dresses like that when she wants to play her little game with me. It's not ever the same outfit, but they all have one thing in common... they all belong to her sluttly little teenage daughter – my step-daughter - Crissy.
This time though, instead of wearing one of Crissy's tiny dresses or much-too-short skirts, she came out wearing only a tiny little night shirt that fit Diana way too tight because of her large tits. The top was white with a cartoon kitten on it. While the nightshirt was supposed to look cute and innocent, with her tits fully visible through the thin material it made my wife look more like a jailbait slut. Besides that little top, the only other thing she wore was a pair of striped socks that went past her knees and two white ribbons holding her hair up in ponytails. Crissy had worn those knee high socks a few times with some short little skirt when she really wanted to slut herself up. They also had a look normally associated with an innocent little schoolgirl, but with her ass and pussy left completely uncovered, Diana looked more like a tempting tart who needed a good fuck.
After she had given me a minute to take in all the sights she was offering, the game began. Diana walked over towards me, then stopped when she was across the coffee table from me.
Her shaved pussy was fully visible in front of me and her tits were almost ripping their way out of that sexy little top. Diana reached up and started twisting a finger in her hair as she looked at me a moment, then looked down. Her Crissy impersonation was very good. Crissy twisted her hair that same, seductive way.
Without looking up at first, Diana started to talk. "Did you hear what happened to me at school last week, Daddy?" she said quietly. She looked up after she said that, only for a moment, then back down again. She looked shy and nervous.
"No," I said to her. "I didn't hear anything. Did you get into some kind of trouble?"
Diana – or should I say Crissy? - paused for a moment, still twirling her hair, then went on. "Yes... kind of..." She looked up at me again and said quickly, "But, it wasn't my fault!"
She bit her bottom lip in a nervous way. It made me think that maybe she would rather be softly sinking her teeth into something else. She now put her hands behind her back, and looked down, standing in front of me quietly. Her tits stuck out nicely in this pose she had assumed.
"Are you going to tell me about it? Are you going to tell me what happened?" I asked her. I was playing along with her little game.
Diana took a moment before looking up at me and nodding her head. "Yes," she said. "I'll tell you." She started twisting her hair again, looking for all the world as if she were nervous to go on. Finally, she did. "Like I said, though, it wasn't my fault. I didn't know that it was against the rules to go to school with no underwear."
I was sitting there in only my boxer shorts and my cock had already started stiffening as I had looked over the hot little slut that stood in front of me. But when she said that, it grew much harder, much faster. Seeing her without panties in front of me made it easy to believe that she might have gone to school like that. A hot young girl walking around school in a short skirt with no panties... sounded like trouble to me.
Diana looked down at my cock that had pushed its way out of my shorts and was now standing straight up. When I saw her look that way, I took it in my hand and slowly pumped it. I knew she'd like to see that. I knew she like to watch me get myself nice and hard. "Go on," I said to her. "Tell me the rest."
"Well, I was there late and walking down the hall when I dropped my books. It was right in front of the principal's office," she said. As she spoke, she kind of acted out her story pretending to drop some books. "So, I bent over to pick them up."
Diana was now facing away from and she bent over at the waist and pretended to pick things up off of the floor. In this position, her pussy was completely exposed and open to my view. She looked so good in those knee high socks bent over like that.
She stayed in that position as she went on, looking back at me as she did although she wasn't looking in my eyes. Her gaze was focused on my hard cock. "I didn't realize that my skirt had rode up too high and didn't hear Principal Rogers come up behind me. That's why I didn't realize that he was looking at... well, you know..."
I was really into her story already, and stroked my cock as I listened. "No, I don't know. What was he looking at?" I wanted to hear it from her.
Diana straightened her knees out more and stuck out her ass a little further. She ran a hand back between her legs and then up towards her pussy. "This," she said at first as she put her hand onto her pussy. Then, she said it plainly. "He could see my pussy."
"I can see how that might have happened," I said in agreement as I watched her start to slowly rub herself. "I can definitely see that." In my mind, I imagined the principal standing behind her, watching her quietly so that she wouldn't know he was there. He would have wanted to see her like that for as long as he could.
"Well, as I was picking up the books some papers slipped out and scattered all over the floor," she went on. Once again, she acted it out pretending to scatter papers around on the floor.
"So, I got down on my hands and knees, like this," she said and as she was talking she got down onto all fours in front of me, still facing away so that her pussy stayed right in my view. "I was busy picking them all up and wasn't paying attention at all to the fact that my skirt had slid up even higher," she said.
