1. Community Involvement Ch. 14


    Date: 9/30/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: Phoenix181

    “Hey, wait for me!” I cried in mock, child-like distress at being left behind. I quickly pulled on my Peter Alexander pyjama shorts and my discarded T-shirt, disentangled myself from the white Sheridan bed sheets and ran to the top of the stairs. Michelle was already at the bottom and, as she turned to head off along the hallway, she paused and glanced approvingly at me. “I see you made yourself presentable for breakfast.” She flashed her radiant smile at me and it damn near took my breath away. “I couldn’t well come down naked, now could I?” I exclaimed in an overly flamboyant voice. “Oh, I don’t know.” She retorted coyly and promptly pulled her white towelling dressing gown aside at the top, just enough to suggest she was naked beneath. It clung delightfully to her hidden curves. If it was not for the fact that she had drained me of my impregnating juices only a matter of minutes earlier, I knew I would have been sporting an erection then and there. “Nice view,” I replied, as I slowly started my descent and ogled her cleavage. “I’m glad you approve,” she said haughtily and skipped her way out from under my gaze. I ran down the remainder of the stairs, tripped on the last one and crashed into the wall adjacent. Laughing at my own clumsiness, I recovered and speedily made my way after my alluring host. When I entered the large open family room come lounge area, which also opened onto the kitchen, Michelle was nowhere to be seen. Knowing how to play such a game (it being a ...
    ... favourite with my daughter and I) I started to tread quietly toward the back door. I assumed she had slipped out and was hiding on the back deck somewhere. I gently pushed the door open. I listened intently, as well as scanning the peripherals, for any hint of where she might be. The back deck was clear so I doubled back and went into the lounge and back along the hall. “ Maybe the downstairs bathroom, ” I thought. The door was ajar, which I assumed could have been a ruse, but as I entered, no Michelle. “ She does have home ground advantage. She is good at this though .” Back into the kitchen and on tip toe, I peered over the kitchen bench to see if she had done the obvious; simply bobbed down on the floor. That was too obvious though. Another blank. I wandered about downstairs for a few minutes looking high and low and listening for any foot fall coming from upstairs, just in case she had doubled back when I went outside. After a good five minutes I was starting to wonder if she had actually gone down into the backyard, although that did seem doubtful. I tip toed back into the kitchen and stopped near the refrigerator. “Got you!” Her arms suddenly wrapped around my waist as she grabbed me from behind. “Holy shit!” I cried. She had scared the day lights out of me. “Where did you spring from?” “The cupboard under the stairs,” she said triumphantly. “I didn't realise you spooked so easily.” “I am not good with surprises and well…” I laughed and felt a little embarrassed at the ...
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