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story for the wife

... from getting in trouble.” “Uhh, just because you are 18 doesn’t mean that the rules of the house don’t apply to you anymore. They may relax a little but you still have a curfew and the punishment will remain the same.” “Ok daddy.” I said with a mixture of disappointment and excitement. Though I didn’t like the days worth of pain, the thought of my dad’s hands on my body in any form made my heart race. “Well I had a long day daddy and I am far too tired to be out all night getting in trouble. I thought it would be nice to have a mellow night on the couch and watch a movie with my old dad.” I said, giving him one more jab. After dinner we both plopped down in the living room. My dad in his chair while I lay stretched out on the couch. When he wasn’t looking I made sure to roll up the waist of my already tiny shorts. They now were snugged up tightly in the crotch and since I wasn’t wearing any panties you could see almost every detail of my pussy as the thin fabric stretched around every little curve. Laying on my back with my head up on the arm of the couch I could see my dad out of the corner of my eye and it wasn’t long before I caught him stealing glances at my legs and pussy mound that rose up slightly from my stomach. As the movie went on I caught him looking at me more and more, especially during the funny parts when I would laugh and my braless breasts would jiggle inside the thin shirt. I figured his cock was hard but I couldn’t see it and I really wanted to. I began ...

... to think of ways to make that happen when all of the sudden the movie gave me an idea. The girl in the movie was getting a foot rub from a guy and he was using the opportunity to stare at her body. “Now that is what I need.” I said, seeing if my dad would take the bait. “What’s that princess?” “A good foot massage, walking around the mall shopping all day has really done a number on my poor feet.” “I think I could give you a birthday foot rub.” My dad said as he sat up in his chair trying to adjust himself slyly. He stood up and walked over to the couch. Once again his effort to hide his thick cock had failed, though it was not fully hard I could still clearly see it tucked into the waist band of his shorts. When he got to the couch he tapped my feet, telling me to move them so he could sit. I responded by bending my knees and spreading my legs just enough so he could get a good peek at what my pussy looked like in the tight shorts. He was looking so hard he almost sat on the arm of the couch as he plopped down. Before I could get my feet on his lap and try to accidently bump my foot into his cock he quickly placed a fluffy couch pillow on top of his legs. When I stretched my legs back out and put my feet on the pillow my left foot fell off because the pillow was over stuffed and my foot just slid off. There was only room for one at a time. I quickly realized that this worked in my favor as I had to keep one on the floor and it caused my legs to spread a little. My dad noticed ...