Pepper Sanderson walked out of the house, happy to be out from under her mother's watchful eye. She had played it safe and worn her long leather coat over her outfit. As it was a chilly night, her mother wouldn't question it. Had she seen what the 18-year old strawberry-blonde was wearing underneath, she would have been locked in her room until her 21st birthday, or quite possibly, her 25th.
Pepper liked living on the edge and being a risk taker. That's why she had started working on her 15th birthday to earn enough money for her own MG. Every penny had been scrupulously saved so that she could buy the car all on her own. She wanted a car that was going to be a blast to drive and not one that her parents approved of. If she got a ticket, she would pay it. However with a body like hers, tanned, strawberry-blonde, long-legged and overtly sexy, she knew that she could flirt her way out of it. And she had -- 4 times. One of the officers was really cute and
she
had been great in bed.
Even her sex life was lived on the edge. From the time she was 16, Pepper had prospects of men -- and women, she played for both teams -- eager to be her first. It was almost a contest and whenever she went out with friends, she never spent any of her own money. If that made her a spoiled brat, fine. Some traded on their intellect. Not Pepper, she knew where her fortune lie. On her fun and upbeat nature and the legs that looked good in a short skirt. Pepper's mother didn't approve of the way her daughter dressed and she could never understand why. She'd seen photos of Brandi at that age and she was gorgeous and leggy herself. Truth be told, at 41, she could still wear a mini and garner some attention.
Pepper walked down the street to her apartment, the one that her mother didn't know about. Her high heels clicked on the concrete as her mood began to brighten. She was going to have a fun evening; she always did when she got out of the house. Life was too short to live it in the dour mood that always seemed to plague her mom. She enjoyed life and being upbeat and playing. Of course, sex was a big part of her play. She had started fucking as soon as she could and that was what had led to her current situation. Pepper wore an amused smile. How funny that something that had been so very embarrassing had turned out so well for everyone involved.
Pepper had been out dancing and met up with this really gorgeous jock named Larry. She wasn't seeing anyone seriously at the time and Pepper was horny. Since the discovery of how good sex felt, that was an everyday occurrence.
She looked at Larry with her pretty blue eyes and tilted her head to one side. "My parents are out of town for the rest of the week," Pepper remembered telling him. "Do you want to come back to my place and fuck?"
Larry looked at the gorgeous teenager with the wavy blonde hair, sexy legs and high heels. At 24, he had six years on her but he wasn't dumb. She was young, flirtatious and willing. His girlfriend was away with her friends for Spring Break, leaving him alone. Pepper wasn't looking for a commitment, just a hot fuck. He could give her that and maybe get a few more out of her while Beth was in Miami.
Pepper moved in closer to Larry and let her body do the talking. She knew that she was one of the sexiest girls in the club that night, even some of the other women had been giving her the eye. At that point, she had yet to be with another girl. It was on her "to do" list though.
"Sure babe, sounds like a plan," Larry had said casually, although Pepper had seen the eagerness he was trying to hide. "You want another drink before we go?"
Pepper had been nursing one or two drinks for most of the night; she didn't want to be drunk while looking for a fuckbuddy. "No tiger, all this girl wants in her mouth is cock -- your cock. Let's get the fuck out of here so you can fuck
there
," she said as she patted her pussy through her dress. Larry got the hint immediately and they got out of the club and back to her home as fast as they could.
The pretty, strawberry-blonde cherub had given him some of the best head that Larry had ever had. He had told her that. He ate pussy better than any of her previous lovers had done. Pepper thought that she might just stick with college or university guys from now on if they were as good as Larry. He had fucked her once very nicely and her legs were in the air as he drilled her again when her father walked in and caught them.
To his credit, Patrick Sanderson didn't freak or make a scene. He went into the kitchen while Pepper helped Larry find his clothes. The jock high-tailed it out of there while Pepper got her clothes back on and went to apologize to her dad. She wasn't actually sorry for fucking Larry, only for not taking it somewhere else. She was an adult, after all. She walked into the kitchen where her father was making coffee. After the drinking and the sex, she could use some. "Daddy, I'm sorry that I ..."
Patrick put up his hand. "Stop sweetheart, you don't have to apologize. You're an adult, I'm not angry with you."
Pepper wasn't sure if she was blinking or not as she stared at her father. "You're -- you're not?"
"No sweetheart, you're an adult now and besides, how can I get angry at you for doing the same thing your mother and I did years ago?" He chuckled.
"You -- you and
mommy
...?" Pepper knew that her parents had sex or else she wouldn't be around, but she never pictured them being sexually adventurous at her age. "You and mother used to ...?"