Chapter 2: An Old Boyfriend Reappears

With that my dad left and I took the opportunity to head into the bathroom. Suddenly I had to piss like crazy and although my mom was in there doing her hair I sat down and quickly relieved myself. My mom looked down from holding her hairbrush and curling iron to smile at me.

“Well, sounded like you two had a good time this morning,” she observed with a foxy smile, “Did he fuck you?”

“Oh mom!” I sighed. My dad did me every morning when I was home and every morning she asked the same silly question as if she didn’t already know the answer.

“Well, when he woke up this morning he was horny as hell so I figured you would be getting it good this morning,” she chuckled.

She finished up and left me to shower and clean up. I passed my dad as I left the bathroom and I grabbed his cock playfully as we tuned to let each other by in the doorway.

“Hey now,” he laughed, “Get that hot little ass ready for church.”

I giggled like a teenager and ran into my room. The weather has sucked lately and as much as I wanted to wear something sexy and short I really didn’t feel like freezing either so I compromised, picking out one of my favorite “peasant girl” dresses - this kind with shoulders you can either wear up or let them slide down with a pleated bosom and long flowing skirt. At church I wore it with the shoulders up but anywhere else I loved to wear them on my upper arms because it made my boobs look better. As long as it was I would just wear some knee-high hose and heels.

That was it - a full inventory of my outfit. I’d be damned if I was going to wear a bra and panties to church today as horny as I was. I always felt a little thrill whenever I was walking into church with nothing underneath. Most people probably didn’t have a clue but I knew there were more than a few boys - and men, that knew me well enough to know I was probably naked underneath. I guess it would be appropriate since I was in church to say I also knew them biblically!

I left my hair loose and flowing over my shoulders and put on just a touch of makeup to hide a few minor blemishes. Before leaving I got on-line to check my mail. My computer is set up to log into Yahoo automatically and as usual I had a host of messages waiting for me. I almost always stay invisible since the moment I go “available” my screen is covered with IM windows of people wanting to chat with me. Normally I look at who left me a message and I try to respond to as many as I can. As usual, I ended up chatting with a few guys but with church coming up I had to end the conversations pretty quickly. My mom called for me from the first floor where I headed down to find my parents with coats on, waiting impatiently for me.

“How come the only time we are late to church is when you’re home Kelly?” my mom teased me.

I looked at my dad and gave him a wink before replied, “Maybe it has something to do with Dad?” I said with a smirk.

They both laughed and my dad kissed my mom. We started to go downstairs when my dad turned around and moved behind me.

“Pre-church inspection,” he announced as he lifted my skirt. “Hmmmmmm, just as I suspected. Now just what does my little slut of a daughter have in mind for church this morning?”

“Daddy!!!” I protested as I pulled my skirt back down. “It never hurts to be prepared,” I said with a pout.

Both my parents just shook their heads as we got in my dad’s SUV and headed to church. Upon arriving we said hello to the usual folks and headed for the basement where they served coffee and donuts before the service. I hung my coat up and felt a twinge in my pussy as I noticed a number of the guys taking an extra look at me. I pretended not to notice but given I’d sucked more than a few of them and fucked a couple I could imagine what was going through their heads at the moment. As we waited in line I heard a voice from behind me.

“Kelly?” someone called to me, “Is that you?”

I turned and there was Greg, one of the guys I dated back in high school. Wow, I hadn’t seen him in ages and apparently he was now going to our church as this was the first time I had seen him there. Greg came up to me and smiled saying, “Holy smokes, you have really changed since high school!”