It all started about three years ago, my daughter Tracey and her best friend Debbie were at our house as usual in the pool. The girls have grown up together and since an young age have spent their free time between our house and Debbie's house. Debbie has always been a friendly girl but in recent weeks things have changed, I couldn't put a finger on it but something was different, I put it down to the fact that her and Tracey have finished school and were both looking for work.
I was in the kitchen when Debbie walked in from the pool, she was an attractive girl and it was hard not to stare at her. She was still wet her long hair clinging to her body, she was wearing a bikini, her top was tight fitting pushing her breast together giving a nice view of her cleavage, the water of the pool was cool and her nipples were sticking out. She had a lovely hourglass figure with her thin waist flowing out to her hips. Her bikini bottoms were just big enough to cover her and today she was showing a nice camel toe. Her legs were long and slender, and her feet were dainty with bright red painted toe nails. I could feel my cock getting hard as she stood in front of me.
"Mr Smith do you think I'm attractive," Debbie asked.
"What?" I was taken back by her question, stumbling for words I said, "Yes Debbie you are an attractive young woman."
"What do you think is my best feature?" she asked as she turned around twice showing me her body.
I was feeling uncomfortable, my wife was in the next room, my daughter outside and I have this young attractive 19 year old parading herself in front of me. "I have to go Debbie, I got some work to do." I turned and walked to my office.
I didn't hear her following me, it wasn't until the door closed that I knew someone was behind me. Turning around Debbie was standing there holding her bikini top in her hand, dropping it on the floor she walks over to me.
"Don't you find me attractive Mr Smith?" Debbie asked.
I couldn't take my eyes of her breasts as they moved up and down with each step, her pink areolas and hard perky nipples coming toward me. I couldn't speak, I feel her long fingers running up and down the front of my pants, tracing the outline of my cock.
"Oh I think you do find me attractive," Debbie purred.
Putting her thumbs inside the waistband of my shorts she pulls them down as she drops to her knees in front of me, my cock standing to attention in front of her face.
Holding the base of my cock with her hand she drops her mouth to my balls, looking up at me she licks my balls before sucking them into her mouth, her hand moving up and down my shaft. My mind had gone blank, I didn't care if this was right or wrong, all I was thinking off was this gorgeous woman on her knees sucking my cock.
She runs her tongue along my shaft, a drop of precum appearing, her tongue runs around the head of my cock before she licks it up, giving me a smile as her lips move around my cock, she slowly swallows it into her mouth, her deep blue eyes still staring up at me. Her head moves back and forward as she sucks me, her tongue roaming over my cock at the same time. My cock is swelling in her mouth, I can feel my balls tighten, I grab her head just as I come. She slides my cock deeper into her mouth and keeps sucking, her eyes smiling at me as she swallows my cum, she keeps going until she drains me.
Standing up she says, "Thank you Mr Smith, I'm glad you find me attractive."
Turning around she heads to the door, she bends over wriggling her ass as she picks up her top. Putting it on she opens the door, looking over her shoulder she smiles saying "You better put that away until later."
I realised my pants are still around my ankles and my cock is in full view, I quickly pull my pants up and move behind my desk. I didn't get any work done, my mind was too busy going over what just happened with Debbie.
I decided this was a mistake and I can't let it happen again, I'll talk with Debbie, explain to her that I'm too old for her and she needs to find someone her own age, correction I'm married and too old, how could I forget I was married. I didn't see much of Debbie for the rest of the day, her and April kept to themselves, I had dinner with my wife and we watched TV before going to bed. As I laid in bed I said to myself, "Tomorrow, I will talk with Debbie tomorrow and sort it out."
I was awoken by a hand touching me, it was softly stroking my cock, the tip of the fingers gliding up and down my shaft, the palm rubbing against my nob. I thought it might be my wife, but looking over I notice her back is towards me. It's the middle of the night and all I could do was make out shadows, as I look down the side of the bed I saw a head disappear under the sheet and felt a mouth close around the nob of my cock.
This wasn't right, the daughter of a family friend has my cock in her mouth while my wife lies asleep beside me, I should stop this. I should but I didn't, I just lay there trying to control myself, trying not to move too much and disturb my wife. Debbie's mouth was like a vacuum cleaner the way she sucks, her hand squeezing my balls as her mouth moves up and down my cock, oh my god I going to come, my whole body went rigid as I exploded in her mouth. I could hear her slurping as she sucks up my cum, I prayed she doesn't wake my wife, she keep sucking until every last drop was gone. Coming out from under the covers all I can see is a shape squatting beside the bed, she turns toward the door and creeps out into the dark hallway. As I lay there recovery I said to myself, "That's the last time, tomorrow I'll sort it out." It took a while for me to go back to sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about Debbie sucking me off.
Next morning I went to have breakfast and both girls were up.
"Morning Daddy, hope you sleep well," said Tracey.
"I hope you had sweet dreams," said Debbie.
"Yes thank you girls I had a good sleep," I replied.
Shortly after breakfast I got a chance to have a quick word with Debbie, "Debbie I need to talk to you about yesterday, can you come to my office later when you are alone?"
"Yes Mr Smith," Debbie replied.
It was after lunch before I got to see Debbie, my wife has gone to the shops and Tracey was busy face timing someone. I'm working at my desk as Debbie walks in.
"You want to talk with me Mr Smith?", Debbie asks.
