Emily's Seduction (part two) - Sex Stories

Emily's Seduction (part two)

... soft kiss. Then she turned and walked away. I went to my desk and sat down in my chair. I looked at the lipstick impression in my palm, and brought it up to my nose to smell the aroma. My penis was erect now. I was so aroused. I could still smell the jasmine scent that followed Emily everywhere she went about the house. Rising up, I went to the french doors that opened from my library to the patio outside. They faced the west and the sun was from the south most of the day. I could see the three lounge chairs on the tiled patio surface. The one Emily used was turned to get most of the sun during midday. It almost faced my outlook completely. She came out as I was peeking through the curtains covering the glass panes on the door. Emily had exited through the door from the kitchen. She walked over to her chair with a towel over her arm and lotion in one hand. Stopping, she glanced over, and I quickly withdrew from the window. Then, slowly, I peeked out again, and saw her putting the towel and lotion on a small table. Her hands went up and took off her top. Her breasts were freed. She tossed the top to the table. Then she took up the bottle of lotion. She pressed lotion into a palm. She rubbed it all over the places she could reach. She started at the bottom, working on her legs. She had such pretty legs, with curves and muscle in the perfect places. Lotion was spread from her ankles up to her thighs. Around the thighs and close to her vulva went her delicate hands. I had ...

... noticed her round and tempting derriere, of course. She was almost done when she did her torso and arms. Not quite. Her hands gently caressed her breasts, her fingers running over the nipples that I could see were erect now. Just as my prick, now in my hand, was erect. Slowly stroking, I watched as she pinched each nipple. Then she sat down, drew her legs up, and lay back onto the lounge chair. Her knees were slightly crooked, and they spread apart and back together as she listened to the music coming through her earbuds. Emily's hand reached down to her pussy. Her eyes were shut, but she found what she was seeking. Her fingers entered her bikini bottom and I could see her slowly touching herself. It made me increase my strokes on my hardness. I watched as her other hand started fondling her perky tits. God, she was so fucking tempting. I stopped abruptly. This was not right. I forced myself to remember this was my stepdaughter. My new wife's daughter. I had fallen in love with Erica. I was still in love, of course. We were just married less than two months ago. This was wrong. Erica was all I needed. I put my still hard penis back into my trousers, and went back to work, as well as I could. That evening, after dinner, when I was with Erica in our bedroom, I made a request. My wife was undressing, in preparation for sleeping. She was wearing only a bra and panties, sitting at her vanity. As she used cold cream to remove makeup from her face I was sitting in an arm chair watching. I ...