Chapter 4

It was a typical Sunday afternoon. Bill was in the living room watching TV. Karen was in the kitchen baking. Bobby was out in the driveway shooting hoops with a couple of his friends. Taylor was sitting in the wingback chair with her feet tucked under her.

Bill could not stop thinking about the fantasy Karen had the other night. Taylor was engrossed with her iPad, most likely on Facebook. Bill caught her movement out of the corner of his eye. She had lifted one leg and exposed herself as she does sometimes. Usually, Bill would glance and check out what color underwear she wore and then return to doing whatever he was doing, but not today. Bill just stared at those pink panties and soft thighs.

Bill was anything but discreet. Taylor looked up from her iPad and smiled. Taylor opened her legs a little more. Bill smiled back and then turned away. There was no mistaking that Taylor knew Bill was looking, and she didn’t seem to care. Karen came in to announce the cookies were cooled and ready if anyone wanted some. Taylor closed her legs, got up and went to the kitchen. Bill sat wishing his hard-on would go away. He could smell the cookies all the way from where he was sitting in the living room.

When they went to bed that night, Bill took Karen in his arms and kissed her. “Honey, Taylor had her legs open and caught me looking. Taylor smiled and looked right at me. She knew I was looking and opened her legs wider.”

“Is that going to be our fantasy tonight?” Karen asked with a big smile on her face.

Bill shook his head, “No honey, that was for real. It was like she wanted me to look.”

Karen sat up momentarily, forgetting about sex and fantasies. “You’re not kidding, are you?”

“No, I definitely am not,” Bill assured her. “What should I do if she does it again? Should I say something?”

Karen looked excited rather than concerned as Bill had expected, “No, don’t say anything. Let her do it and see how far she will go. She is probably just teasing you to see how much she can get away with. When I was that age, I used to tease my father to see him get flustered. My favorite was to sit on his lap and wiggle around until he told me to get off, and he would practically run outside to mow the grass, chop wood or fuss with his old Model T. I thought it was great fun. My dad must have said something to my mom because she gave me the ’You’re too old to be sitting on your father’s lap’ speech, and I had to stop.”

“How far do I let her go before you give her the speech?” Bill asked.

“I don’t know. Just tell me if Taylor does it again. Now get over here and pretend I’m Taylor.”

Bill rolled toward his wife, “Spread your legs and show me that teeny-bopper pussy.”

Karen spread her legs and pulled her panties aside to expose her pussy. Bill wondered if Taylor trimmed her bush as her mother did.

“Oh, Daddy, do you think your big cock will fit in my little pussy?” Karen spread the lips of her pussy. “Look how wet I am, Daddy. Can I see your cock now?”

Bill pulled his cock out of my boxers. “Maybe you would like to suck it just like your mommy does.”

Karen tried to look mortified, “Mommy puts your cock in her mouth? That’s so nasty. Is mommy a slut?”

Bill could read the look on his wife’s face. The smirk and eyes that said I dare you to call me a slut. Even in a fantasy, there was no way Bill would walk into that minefield. “No, your mommy is not a slut. She is a wonderful lover that takes very good care of daddy.”

“So if I suck your cock I will be a wonderful lover just like mommy?”

“Yes, you will, and daddy will love you even more than he does now. Now get over here and show daddy how much you love him,” Karen crawled over, trying to look sweet and innocent as she took Bill’s cock into her mouth. Bill closed his eyes and thought about his daughter.

“That’s it, Taylor, suck daddy’s cock.” No matter how hard Bill tried, it was still his wife sucking his cock, not Taylor. Bill said the words, but the turn-on was watching his wife pretend to be Taylor.

“Am I doing it right, daddy? Am I making daddy feel good? Your cock is too big for my little pussy daddy. Maybe you can just lick my pussy after cumming in my mouth.”

Bill tried to play his part but was having difficulty thinking of Taylor, “Yeah, baby girl, suck it. Make me cum in your sweet baby girl’s mouth. Then I’m going to lick your sweet little pussy till you cum in my mouth. Do you want to do that, baby? Damn it, Karen, you suck my cock so fucking good.”

All thoughts of Taylor were gone. Bill’s sweet, wonderful wife was giving him a blowjob and was going to take his cum in her mouth and swallow it. Nobody could compete with Karen when it came to sucking cock. Not even a fantasy, Taylor.