Scott, 47, lay alone in his bed, his wife having left early for work, thinking of his 19-year-old stepdaughter, Victoria, or Tori as her family and friends called her. Scott has been her stepfather since she was seven years old, loving her like his own. But for the last year he was no longer looking at her like a daughter but finding himself having lustful thoughts and too long glances at her running around the house in her tight tops and jeans, hugging her perfect full breasts and heart shaped ass. Mornings when she came downstairs in her night clothes caused unexpected arousals that always took him by surprise. 'What's wrong with me' he thought on many occasions as he stroked his hardening cock, thinking about what it would feel like to touch and caress her young, supple body.
The interesting aspect was she was returning those glances. Longer hugs than usual when she would leave the house, leaning against him, her breasts rubbing against his arms. Surely it was just his imagination, wishful thinking that she might be wanting him the way he wanted her.
Scott smiled as he thought of what happened last night, the cause of his erection currently under the blankets, getting harder as he remembered.
Tori was standing in the kitchen in a pair of knit shorts barely covering her ass cheeks and a loose tank top, her latest sleep outfit. Her nipples hard and clearly visible. Scott was having a hard time keeping his eyes above her chest, mentally caressing her full round tits, thinking how much he wanted to run his tongue over her nipples, suck on each breast.
"Where's mom?" Tori asked.
"Girls night out. She'll probably be home around 11. You're home and ready for bed early. No date tonight?" Scott replied.
"Noah and I broke up last night."
"You don't seem too upset about it? But do you want to talk about it?"
"No, I'm fine, he's just so immature, I need a real man, not a little boy."
Scott reached into the frig and removed a beer, stalling for time because he knew the real man she needed was him. Don't go there he thought to himself. He bumped into Tori when he turned around, she was standing so close to him.
"Whoa, I almost knocked you over, did you need something in the frig?"
"Yeah, can I have a beer too?"
"You are still underage but...I guess as long as you aren't going anywhere and don't tell you mother."
"Really daddy, this isn't my first beer you know."
"I'm sure it's not" he chuckled, handing her his and reaching in for another. Want to watch a movie with me?"
"Sure, I get to pick!" she said as she turned and headed for the family room, Scott leaning against the counter, watching her ass sway and catching a glimpse of the top of her thong through her bottoms. He felt his cock jump and taking a long draw on his beer, willed himself to get it together as he walked over to the couch. Tori was bent over the TV stand, sorting through the DVDs, rocking back and forth, waving her ass practically in his face. Scott couldn't tear his eyes away, his mind going into so many directions, all down the wrong road. He was surprised when she curled up next to him on the couch, rather than sitting in one of the other chairs as she usually did. He glanced down at her and could see down the front of her tank top, to the top of her amble breasts. As she leaned forward to place her beer on the coffee table he caught the sight of her pink nipples, sending pulses racing to his cock. He is beginning to believe her movements are not accidental.
Trying to distract himself he asked, "What movie did you put in?"
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