That night, he could not wait to get home, his mind filled with all sorts of fantastic daydreams. Only when he walked in from the garage, he found a note on the counter that collapsed his dreams into a blue funk of disappointment.
Hi, Daddy.
Mum said I could spend the night with Becca and we will be going out to her lake house after school tomorrow for the weekend. See you Sunday.
Kisses and Hugs
Your babygirl, Jassie.
For a second he just stared at the note. Then he walked past and into his office to drop off his briefcase. A quick check of his personal email showed nothing of interest and he got up to go check on his wife. He found her watching television and collapsed on the sofa beside her. After a few minutes of some mindless sitcom, he felt himself already starting to drift off. A glance towards his wife revealed she was already asleep. So he rose and returned to his office computer, this time opening up some of his IE favorites.....links to a couple porn sites he subscribed to. On one, he found a short video clip of a tall redhead beauty receiving a particularly appealing money shot to the face. He replayed that several times before clicking through to explore a few more.
Sylvia Saint, Sunrise Adams, and more. All cumsluts of the highest order. Only now....somehow.....none of them held much interest for him. His mind kept returning to one particular scene....one particular redhead on her elbows between his knees and with his cock in her hands and mouth. The scene that had played itself out in real life only last night.....in his daughter's bed. He closed his eyes and allowed the memory to play itself out in his mind's eye, feeling his cock swell and harden as he relived the experience. A minute later, he had his urgently insistent cock in his hand stroking to the pictures in his mind. When he opened his eyes, they fell on a family photo on his desk.....on his baby daughter's smiling face. Taken just after her 16th birthday two years ago, her face was alive with happiness and excitement. Staring at her face in that photo brought all his imaginings to an explosive head and he came, shooting streams of cum across the desk. Slowly, he relaxed and then, spent, he collapsed back in the chair. It was going to be a long weekend.
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Later that same night, several blocks away, the two teenage girls giggled over the computer screen in front of them. Some guy was trying to seduce them with a webcam video of his hard cock and Becca was egging him on by telling him on wonderful and big he was on AIM. In between comments, both girls would break into hysterical giggles. Deciding to wind the poor guy up even more, she turned on her own webcam so he could see the two gorgeous teenagers he was talking to. Almost instantly, his typing got much worse.
"Getting worked up there, are you?"
she typed.
"Well, watch this"
and with that, Becca turned and kissed her full on the lips. Not new to this game, Jassie returned the kiss with visible tonguing and exaggerated moaning. With seconds, the muted webcam video on the other end showed the guy stroking his dick as fast as he could and then jerk wildly as his cum began dribbling out. Both girls laughed hysterically at the result of their shenanigans and collapsed back on the big leather office chair.
Like she most always did, Becca tried to kiss her again. Unlike before, this time she let her. The kiss grew longer and deeper and she felt her heart racing. Slowly, Becca reached up and caressed one breast. She had done that before, too, but Jassie had always pushed her away with a laugh. This time, she only kissed her best friend a little harder.
"Girls? Time for bed." Becca's mom called out from the family room. Both girls quickly broke contact and separated before they were caught, and then giggled again at the frozen webcam image of that leaky cock. Then they logged out, turning everything off before heading to bed.
They talked for a while under the covers about school and boys and clothes and Lindsay Lohan. In between sentences, each girl was quietly listening to the sounds of the television in the family room and stealing furtive kisses and touches from the other. Soon, the television clicked off and the sounds of Mrs. Strayhorn coming down the hall approached. Like she always did, she peeked in for a quick "Goodnight, girls" and then shut their door. Jassie replied
"good night"
and then waited till the mother's bedroom door also shut.