Taylor: Tasha bet me a hundred dollars I couldn’t seduce her dad. I thought why not? I mean he’s a good looking guy and I’ve been known to like good looking guys. We were on retreat at the church cabin and the plan for the afternoon was to do some swimming in the pond, about a half mile hike away. I begged off, saying I needed to get some reading done for school. “I need to ask you a question, before you go,” I said to Tasha’s dad.

So the others changed into their suits and went ahead, and after they were out well out the door, I asked Butch, that’s Tasha’s dad, if infidelity was always wrong. He hesitated and then said, “Well, yeah, except maybe in special circumstances.” I thanked him and he went upstairs to change into his swimming trunks. While he was up there I changed out of my clothes. I was waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs, naked. “Nice trunks,” I said, and I pulled them down. His cock sprang right up. The two steps difference in height was just right: his cock fit perfectly in my mouth. A very tasty cock it was. I sucked him slowly, backing off whenever he got too excited. When I judged he was sufficiently helpless, I grinned at him and stepped past him on the stairs. “Coming?” I said over my shoulder.