The Neighborhood Prequel Ch. 02
Fucking the Soccer Team Virgins
Heather knew that I had sex with Toni on the soccer trip to Burlington, but I hadn't told her that I was continuing that relationship and that their daughter, Melanie, one of Heather's friends, was stopping by regularly for a friendly fuck, while Heather was attending her after school activities. This secret was eating away at me and I had to find a way to tell her without compromising anyone's confidentiality.
I placed a call to Bill's cell phone, "Hi, Bill, how are you?"
"I'm good. Toni's belly is bigger and she's still as horny as ever," he chuckled.
"I'm calling to ask a favor, but feel free to say no."
"Go for it. I'm happy to help," replied Bill supportively.
"I'd like the three of you to come over for dinner with Heather and me," I began.
"Sure, that would be great," replied Bill quickly.
"And, I'd like us to tell her everything. She already knows a little about Toni, but she doesn't know about Melanie, and I can't keep that secret any longer without feeling guilty, and without damaging my relationship with Heather more than I already have," I admitted.
"Oh," began Bill, "I see. I agree with you but I'm going to need to talk this over with Toni and Melanie. I'll talk to them tonight and let you know."
The next morning after Heather had left for school, Bill called, "Hi, Tom."
"Hi, what did they say?" I asked nervously.
"They'd love to get together and if you don't mind, since you've never been here, we'd like to host the gathering," replied Bill excitedly.
"Heather is having a sleepover here on Friday night, so can we do it before then?"
"Not a problem. How about tonight at six o'clock?" asked Bill insistently.
"Yeah, sure, that would be great," I replied less than enthusiastically.
When Heather came home from school at three thirty, I filled her in on our dinner plans. I expected her to be filled with questions but she just smiled and said, "That sounds like fun!" Then she headed off to her room to do her homework.
I showered and put on some business casual clothes. As I was finishing, Heather entered the bedroom, stripped off her clothes and headed for the shower. When she was done, she dried off and remained naked while brushing her hair. "What should I wear, Daddy?" she asked with a devious smile. Heather knows that using that moniker turns me on, especially when she shifts her weight from one foot to the other, causing her ass to sway and her tits to jiggle.
"Just wear something comfortable," I replied, as I felt my cock thicken and my arousal grow. "I'm going to go grab a couple bottles of wine from the cellar."
When we met, back in the living room, Heather was dressed in black sandals with three-inch heels, patterned black stockings, and a very sexy low cut little black dress that showed just a hint of her black lace bra.
"I see that you took my comment about dressing casually to heart," I joked.
Heather grabbed a small clutch purse and we drove across town to the address that Bill provided.
"Did you know that they lived here?" asked Heather as we turned into a small cul-de-sac with several large homes. We drove to the end and found their house on a beautiful, spaciously wooded and private lot.
"I had no idea," I replied while getting more nervous by the minute.
We approached the front door, rang the bell and were soon greeted by Bill, "Hi, Tom, come on in. Hi, Heather, I'm Bill, Melanie's dad. We've met at some of the soccer tournaments."
"Yes, sometimes it's difficult to match parents to players, but I do remember you and your beautiful wife," she smiled.
We all walked together into their spacious living room where we were greeted by Toni. She was wearing comfortable but classy maternity clothes as she approached and hugged me, "Hi, Tom, I'm glad you could come. Hi, Heather, I haven't seen you since our last soccer tournament," she smiled and hugged Heather too.
"Please come in and make yourself comfortable, Melanie should be coming down soon."
There was a tension in the air as we waited for Melanie and I was unsure how this evening would go. I felt like we needed to tell Heather soon, but worried it might go badly.
"Hi all," chirped Melanie as she descended the staircase wearing sandals, yoga pants and a light summery blouse that was low cut and allowed her unfettered 38D breasts to move freely, as she bounced down the stairs.
Melanie greeted Heather with a hug, "It's good to see you. Wow, you really got dressed up!" she smiled.
"Oh, this little thing," joked Heather while twirling.
Melanie looked at me, waved and said, "Hi, Mr. Brostwin."
During our after school sexual encounters, she had called me Tom and I had become used to calling her Mel. I smiled at her and replied, "Hi, Melanie."
"Oh, I almost forgot," I chuckled as I handed the small bag, with two bottles of Bordeaux, from Chateau du Pin, to Bill and Toni.
"Thanks Tom, this will be perfect to serve with dinner. Toni has some appetizers and some drinks in the kitchen."
Once we were all settled with our drinks, crackers, sopressata and cheese, there was an awkward silence that was soon filled by Heather. She stood, looked at the four of us and raised her glass, "As the guest of honor at this gathering, I'd like to thank our hosts, both for inviting us to your beautiful home and for being such good friends to my dad."
I was perplexed by Heather's proclamation of being the guest of honor, but soon she explained. We all raised our glasses, smiled and took a sip. "I know that you planned tonight for me, and I am truly flattered, but everyone needs to relax," she giggled, opened her clutch and pulled out a pair of red lace panties. "Hey Mel, I think these belong to you," she smiled as she tossed them into Melanie's lap.
Melanie blushed, stood and moved toward Heather. They hugged, then pulled their heads back and looked deeply into each other's eyes. They nodded imperceptibly, smiled and kissed. They kissed passionately. When they broke the kiss Heather said, "You don't still call him Mr. Brostwin, do you?"
Melanie shook her head and Heather looked over at Toni, "Can you please give my father a proper greeting?" she asked rhetorically.
Soon Toni was in my arms and we kissed while her baby bump pressed against my hardening cock. She reached down and caressed it, and whispered, "I'm so horny, I need it, I need it now."
I nodded and Toni dropped to her knees and began to unfasten my pants.
"Now that's what I call a proper greeting," laughed Heather. "You fuck your dad, right?"
Melanie nodded and the two of them approached Bill. "I want to watch you fuck your daughter," smiled Heather.
