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You had the pleasure of meeting me at a restaurant. You remember your son being so proud to show me off. You have spent the last few months hearing about a young woman he had fallen in love with. I was everything he dreamed of and more. Every day he came home wearing the brightest smile. It only built up your anticipation for what you were expecting me to be. Your wife was excited but sad that there was a possibility that someone had come to take her baby boy away. Finally, the night of the dinner arrived.
Son’s Girlfriend
I walked through the doors, wearing what you can call a suggestion of a dress. Spaghetti straps, low cut, barely covers my thigh. You can already see everything that initially threw your son to me. After introductions, you go in for a hug, but you take a few seconds too long to take in my fragrance. I smell sweeter than anything you’ve ever encountered. It’s lingering on your body even after we’ve parted. You can tell your wife hates that.
Across the table, while everyone else is laughing and having a good time, I notice you have your eyes pinned on me. That gaze you’re giving me, you might not realize, is like a predator in the wild that’s ready to pounce. But I’m your son’s girlfriend, aren’t I? That would be heartbreaking for him, not to mention the fact that you’re married. We won’t say happily.
I’m worth that risk, aren’t I, Daddy? You’re willing to forget about both of them just to fuck me in the restaurant bathroom. Make me sit through the rest of the dinner with your cum spilling out of me. I might have to go back home and fuck your son with his own father’s cum inside me. You might have to fuck your wife and only be able to get off at the thought of your own son’s girlfriend.
Why hold yourself back, Daddy? You’re allowed to have fun too.