My daughter's friend (Flower power) - Sex Stories

My daughter's friend (Flower power)

... here and there adding little comments occasionally. I spent most of my time admiring the fine young lady stood before me fantasising about what I would like to do to her. Eventually Judy said she had to go. Emma said she was off to her Mum’s house and made her way out of our garden and down the street. I watched her every move and didn’t close the door until she was out of sight. Judy went off to work and I logged onto Facebook and pulled up some of Emma’s photos. I found some of her wedding pics and she looked absolutely stunning. Her dress was strapless and cut tightly over her breasts displaying lots of cleavage. The more I looked at them the more I wanted her but deep down I was sure that it would remain a merely a lustful dream. As I flicked through the photos I took out my cock and masturbated, my imagination running away with me. In no time at all I needed tissues. I bought Judy some flowers for her birthday and so got to see Emma again. She looks more beautiful each time I see her or maybe it is just the lust in my eyes. Judy loves to get flowers and I love to see Emma, we always have a chat at the door but then one of us has to go with either me or Judy having to go to work or Emma having to shoot off to her Mum’s. A few weeks ago though Emma sent me a message advising that she again had some flowers available; it was good that they please Judy but it also meant that I would get to see her again. We agreed a delivery time as usual and I was able to sit back and ...

... think about what she might be wearing; hoping the she would not be wearing trousers; I do so like her to show off her very shapely legs. Friday arrived and she didn’t show at the agreed time; Judy was already on her way out when I saw her striding down the road carrying the bouquet. I had been anxiously looking out of the window something I am always telling Judy not to do. Emma looked fantastic. She was wearing a pale green floral printed dress, secured at the waist by a perfect matching belt. There were several large buttons down the front and I noticed that the bottom button was undone. Her shoes were a kind of wedge, which I don’t usually like but they showed off her legs beautifully. Judy met her at the gate and took the flowers from her raising them to her nose to smell them. They are lovely she said passing them to me and I took them inside. When I went back outside Judy was handing Emma a brochure; she said “leave it with Andy; you can tell him if you want to order anything”. Judy went to work and Emma started flicking through the brochure. “Do you want to come inside and look at that?” I asked. She smiled, nodded and walked towards me. My eyes feasted on her, lustfully undoing all the buttons of her dress in my mind. She thanked me as I held the door open for her, and walked through the hall into the lounge. I ushered to a chair and down flicking through the book. I sat opposite her in Judy’s chair so that I could admire her legs; I could see a little more of them above ...