In the summer of 2004 I met a wonderful woman while on a business trip.  Mary and I had both been living the single life for several years individually; myself for 6 years, her for 8 years.  So after a whirlwind romance and some serious considerations we decided to get married.  We had both been married previously.  I did not have any children from my first marriage, she had a daughter.  Mary is 6 years older than I and had her daughter at a early age in life.  As it was described it to me her first marriage represented a very different life than where she was now.  This makes me only 12 years older than her daughter.  Mary had told me a great deal about Sally, her daughter, but in the four months we dated I had never met Sally as she was finishing her Graduate work at a big mid-west University.  It was important to me to have Sally’s acceptance in marrying her mother, so I arranged for Sally to be flown home for a weekend with her mom and I so we could all meet.  We additionally wanted to break the news to her about our wedding plans and discuss with her opportunities to have her fly home again so she could be with us on our special day.

 

Driving up to the airport to pick up Sally was uneventful other than the typical Friday afternoon rush hour making us 30 minutes late to pick her up at the terminal – it figures, the one time an airplane arrives on schedule and the bags come out in a timely manner would be my first meeting with Sally making her wait – here I am wanting to make a good first impression.  Sally is shorter than her mom, in her early 20s, medium length dark hair and very nicely put together.  She had the look of the studious albeit athletic type.  Obviously I had seen pictures of her, but to see her in person put things into perspective.  That first night together with Sally was a great time.  The three of us decided a Friday night out for dinner and drinks would be the perfect way to end a work week and start a weekend of getting to know you fun.  After dinner we headed down the street to our favorite bar and the three of us enjoyed our favorite wine, beer and cocktails respectively.  Before long Sally and I were in deep drunken discussions regarding my intensions with her mother while mom had stepped away from the table to visit with other friends in our neighborhood pub.  As Sally and I talked she reached across the table and grabbed my hand.  I didn’t think anything of it, but before long realized we were holding hands in somewhat of an improper manner.  I pulled my hand away smiling at Sally and continuing the conversation as if nothing was wrong.  The rest of the weekend went by comfortably and we made arrangement for Sally to return home 3 weeks later to attend the civil wedding ceremony with her mom and I. 

 

As planned, Sally returned home three weeks later and in company with myself, her mom, her mom’s best friend and my best friend as witnesses we were married.  After the wedding ceremony the five of us went out for dinner then met with about 40 other very close friends and family for a planned wedding reception.  A small brass and string band played in my Country Club’s reception hall and we all enjoyed some dancing and drinks with our loved ones.  At one point during the night Sally came up to me in the empty hallway leading back to the reception hall from the men’s clubhouse.  I was just returning from using the bathroom for the 30^th time that night.  Without saying anything Sally walked straight up to me grabbed both of my hands and kissed me directly on the lips.  Not exactly a sensual kiss, but a kiss on the lips all the same.  I was somewhat taken by surprise by this but once again didn’t act as if anything were wrong and continued back to the party in the hall as she continued to the ladies lounge. 

 

A few days later I remember thinking back on the kiss.  This combined with the hand holding incident on her prior visit was a little strange to me, maybe a message?  I didn’t know for sure, it was certainly more affectionate than I had ever experienced with my own family growing up.  I began to think maybe Mary and Sally had a closer relationship than I had with my own family and now I was being included into that fold.  However I could not get the picture out of my head of her reaching up to kiss me why pulling on my hands guiding me into her arms. 

 

Six weeks later was Christmas and Sally was once again home for the holidays.  Only this time she had driven home needing her new step-dad to perform some maintenance work on her car.  It goes without saying that Sally’s dad does not play any sort of role in her life.  She spent a week with us and during that time I became more and more appreciative of what a beautiful and intelligent woman she was, graceful and talented.  The two week days before Christmas I had taken off of work in order to work some around the house and burn off some “sick time” so I wouldn’t loose the time off at the end of the year.  Mary’s office wasn’t as strict about time off so she went off to work as usual.  Sally was a late sleeper so after seeing her mom off to work and having some coffee myself I went up to wake Sally in order to get here moving so we could get her car to the shop for new tires and some maintenance work.  Mary told me not to be concerned that Sally always wore pajamas to bed so I would not be walking in on her inappropriately.  I walked into her room and woke her up with a cup of hot coffee telling her it was time to get moving.  I left her there and returned down stairs to my morning newspaper waiting for her to get showered and ready to go.  After about 30 minutes I heard her calling me from the top of the staircase.  She had tripped the ground fault on the bathroom wall outlet with a hairdryer and was asking how to it turn back on.  I went to the bottom of the stairs and saw her standing there with a towel wrapped around her fastened above her breasts.  As I looked up the stairs from that angle I saw a perfect view of her bald vagina under the towel and immediately grew flush with what I was seeing.  Without missing a beat I told her to hit the test button to turn on the power again to the outlet.  As we both turned away from the stairs I could not get the picture of her shaved pussy out of my head.  While listening to the hair dryer blowing upstairs I ripped open my jeans and jacked off right there on the couch thinking of touching and fucking that shaved pussy.  When I came, I came so hard that I just laid there with my hand on my dick spent and seeing stars.  I heard the blow dryer go off, which tripped me into running to the kitchen for a paper towel to wipe myself off.  Sally came downstairs a few minutes later dressed and ready to go; so we left together in her car for the auto shop.  We picked out her new tires, left the maintenance order with the shop manager and walked across the street to the mall where we were going to eat lunch together while waiting.  I was thankful I had relieved myself earlier as it made sitting at lunch having a polite conversation with her easier, even though I could not get the sight of her pussy out of my head.

 

The next day was much the same, only today was Christmas eve day and Mary was only going to put in a half day at her office.  Mary and I got up together and after she’d left for work I was once again tasked with waking up Sally so she could get up and ready in time to meet her aunt and cousins for lunch.  As I had done the day before I went into Sally’s room with a hot cup of coffee.  She lay there sound asleep and as I shook her shoulder to wake her she rolled over taking the sheets with her exposing her completely naked front side to me.  Now she was lying on her side I saw her tits as they hung tight and suspended.  He stomach was flat and in this position I could plainly see how her stomach muscles defined how well she’d taken care of herself as a coed.  Then there was once again that shaved pussy, beautifully clean without a trace of hair anywhere.  I stood there for what seemed like an eternity, however I am quite sure it was more like 10 seconds not quite sure what to do.  I quietly reached across her body grabbed the comforter and covered her up before shaking her again to get up.  Making sure she was moving and conscious I left her and once again found myself downstairs thinking about what I had just witnessed.  For the first time I found myself seeing Sally as something of a sexual desire rather than my new wife’s daughter.

 

Christmas eve night Sally stayed with her aunt and cousins celebrating Christmas with them as Mary and I spent part of the evening with my elderly parents.  Christmas morning I slept in longer than usual.  When I got up Mary and Sally were in the dining room enjoying a hot Christmas morning breakfast.  I had noticed a couple of additional Christmas present placed under the tree exclaiming that Santa must have come through the night.  Sally had brought a present home with her for her mom and I and had just gotten around to placing them under the tree.  The three of us moved into the living room to exchange gifts.  Sally had bought me a very heavy flannel outdoor work shirt, it was quite nice.  It was not something that I would normally wear, but she was beaming with pride as I put it on.  She explained that it was to wear on my annual hunting trips in the winter.  I stood across the room from her sporting my new flannel shirt when her mom got up and excused herself to the bathroom – once out the room Sally then came up off the couch and gave me a big kiss on the lips.  This time I was a little braver and kissed her back.  It was not a passionate or deep sensual kiss, but I clearly let her know she was being kissed back.  She stepped back from me as we heard the toilet flush down the hallway and we just stood there looking at each other not saying anything until Mary came back into the room. 

 

The day after Christmas was a Sunday so we decided to go to church as a new family.  On the way to church that morning Sally had asked her mom if it would be OK if she stayed a couple more days before returning to school for New Years celebrations with her friends there.  Mary was delighted to have her stay longer even though she would have to return to work Monday morning.  Mary told me to take a couple more days away from my office and spend some more time with Sally.  All through church and that afternoon I could not help but think of spending more time alone with Sally.  I couldn’t help myself envisioning Sally’s naked body and the things I would do.  Through the day I couldn’t help but look at Sally and I think she caught me more than once looking at her tits, ass and seeing right thought her pants at the pussy I’d seen.  I didn’t think the day would ever end, but then came Monday morning and again I was up with Mary until she went off to work.  No sooner did the garage door close and she pulled out of the driveway I was upstairs.  In an instant I had formulated a plan, stripped off my sweats and t-shirt for a towel and went into the hallway bathroom for a shower.  Instead of closing and locking the door I left the door half way open and stepped into the shower.  As I showered I could see through the frosted glass the outline of someone standing at the door looking in at me.  I knew Sally was watching me shower and I could also tell that she was standing there naked herself.  I didn’t let on that I knew she was watching and I stepped forward pressing my cock against the glass of the shower door for her to see.  When I turned off the water she disappeared, I stepped out, dried off and wrapped a towel around my waste.  I knocked lightly on Sally’s bedroom door and walked in wearing only my towel to wake her up.  Once again I tapped her lightly on the shoulder calling her name.  Just as before she rolled over taking blankets and sheets with her exposing her front side nude body to me.  I knew full well this time she was awake only pretending to sleep.  As I had done two days before I reached across to pull the sheets back over her when she opened her eyes wrapped arms hands around my neck and pulled my into the bed laying next to her.  I now laid there right next to her looking into her face, she looked me right in the eye and said; “You are a hard man to seduce.”

 

I made a feeble attempt to pull myself out of her bed she tightened her grip around my neck kissing me in a most seductive manner.  It was then I realized that my towel had come undone at my waist and the top length of my dick was between her thighs pressing against her pussy.  I could feel myself getting hard as she gently slid her pussy back and forth across the length of my dick.  She kissed me deeply, stabbing her tongue into my mouth looking for me to respond in kind.  Without noticing she’d expertly moved her hips and ass back and then forward again in such a motion that the head of my dick was now penetrating her pussy lips.  That was all I was able to withstand and with a thrust of my own hips we were laying on our sides facing each other her arms wrapping me tightly against her and my cock now buried deep in her pussy.   I could hardly control myself realizing that I was now fucking this beautiful 21 year old.  The excitement of doing something so wrong made it that much more exciting.  Slowly I began to move in and out of her pussy and equally slowly she released the pressure of the grip her arms had around my neck.  After only a minute or two of full out fucking her we had separated at the top in such a way that we had moved our heads and chests away from each other allowing us to look back at each other and get the full benefit of each penetrating thrust of my cock.  With each thrust of my hips into hers she responded and her hard breasts bounced up taking the blows.

 

Just as she had expertly moved her ass to get the head of my dick into her pussy, she made a similar move to pull it all the way out when I made one of my long backstrokes while fucking her.  She sat up and pushed on my left shoulder rolling me over onto my back.  Rubbing her hand over my chest down my stomach and the wrapping it around the base of my dick I thought I would loose it right there as I saw her head moving toward her hand holding my cock.  In one fluid motion she had her hand and mouth moving over the length of my cock while positioning herself over the top of me with her pussy looking at me right in the face.  I could smell the sweetness of her pussy and began to lick and suck on her with the same ferocity she was sucking on me.  It only took a couple of minutes flicking her clit with my tongue while I held it between my teeth before I felt her body go completely rigid.  She didn’t make a sound and never took her mouth off of my dick but I could tell she was cuming with the same intensity her mom always did.  No sooner did she start her orgasm and the intensity of the moment made me loose control of myself and I came in her mouth knowing that the load I would give her would be more than she’d be able to handle.  To my surprise she didn’t loose a drop and we both fell completely limp; she laying on top of me with her pussy still in my face and my dick now laying going limp across the top of her cheek.

 

I think we both must have fallen asleep briefly in that position because neither of us moved for quite some time and the intensity with which we both came exhausted us.  However as I opened my eyes I looked right into her beautiful pussy still in my face as she lay across the top of me.  I looked at it and studied the folds, shape, color and scent.  This was a pussy I would want to keep in my mind far after she was to return to school.  Before I knew it I was once again rock hard, but I dared not move because I wanted her to continue laying on me motionless.  I could feel her bare breasts on my stomach and the heat of her breath on my cock.  Slowly I moved my hands to each ass cheek and then began to finger her pussy.  This had the obvious effect of waking her, but she didn’t move instead just breathed harder and enjoyed my fingers playing with her clit and penetrating her pussy rubbing inside on her g-spot.  After about 5 minutes of this game she was incredibly wet and her breathing became quite hard.  My cock was screaming for attention, but I could not help myself in making sure I gave her another orgasm with my fingers before moving her from the top of me to fuck her again.  Just as I was thinking this to myself she let out a moan and her pussy clenched up around my penetrating fingers.  I kept up the rubbing to the rhythm of her gyrating hips and she came harder than she had previously.  Her body went limp again and I slowly removed my fingers and hands from rubbing her pussy and gave her a chance to catch her breath by lightly scratching her back.  She moved slightly dragging her tits across my stomach and wrapped a tit on either side of my dick squeezing them together and moving up and down.  More than anything I wanted to fuck here again so I let her rub her tits on my cock for a short time longer then sat up pushing her ass down my torso until she’d moved far enough that my cock was again between her legs.  I then pulled her backward as I watched my cock sink into her pussy from behind.  The site of this was intense as I watched my cock move in and out with her pussy lips going in and out each time I pushed and pulled on her ass to fuck me.  She decided to take control of the situation and sat upright on my cock so now she was sitting on my cock with her back to me burying my every inch deep inside of her.  I could feel the end of my cock bottoming out the top of her pussy.  I laid absolutely still as she moved back and forth on my cock very slowly dragging my cock back and forth across the top of her pussy.  I was quite surprised by how tight she had her pussy clenched on my cock.  I reached up grabbing her shoulders and pulled her back to me so that as I was fucking her she was laying on top of me her back on my chest.  I reached around and had each tit in a hand rubbing and caressing as I moved in and out of her pussy with my cock.  I was kissing the back of her neck, rubbing her tits and fucking her hard when I began to feel I was not going to be able to last for much longer.  I slowed down and with each stroke I pulled out my cock it’s full length then put it back in, each time I did this the feeling was like penetrating her for the first time.  She was completely into the action as well because just as I penetrated her that one last time I buried my cock to the hilt and came inside her while hugging her hard close to me.  The feeling of my cuming triggered another orgasm for her and she fought against my bear hug to escape and let herself go.  We fell asleep again in each others arms and slept until noon, before getting up we fucked each other one last time, then showered together rubbing and exploring each other’s body then headed out together for some lunch and grocery shopping.

 

Sally and I spent the afternoon preparing a big meal.  When Mary arrived from work we all had dinner together and nothing seemed out of place to any of us.  We chatted, enjoyed some TV and watched a movie.  The next day Sally was scheduled to head back to school.  That Tuesday morning before leaving for work Mary and I went up together to wake up Sally so they could say good bye.  As we walked out of her room I looked back and Sally winked at me.  Mary went off to work and as soon as I was sure she was gone I went back up to say good-bye to Sally myself.  She finally crawled out from under me about noon, we showered together again and I packed up her car for her return trip.  After a short chat we decided that our little secret would continue to be between us and we promised that as long as neither of us ever told another soul about our sexual relationship it could continue and with a simple father/daughter kiss good-bye she was off.