The Seduction and Using of Dawn - Sex Stories

The Seduction and Using of Dawn

... contours of my body. The thin nylon wrap around belt that held my nightie together had clearly worked loose during my effort to rush downstairs and answer the door, in essence more boob was on display than what the wrap over nightie contained. I suddenly realised just how much I was enjoying the whole situation. Brian struggled to maintain eye contact, his gaze constantly falling on the vast expanse of cleavage. I lit a cigarette knowing full well from past experience what the consequence would be. As I inhaled on my cigarette, my chest rose higher, pushing my bare breasts forward. Brian’s gaze followed even the smallest of movement each time I inhaled his focus was on my mouth, on my lips. Perhaps blatant, too blatant, but I even ran the tip of my tongue slowly over my top lip. I didn’t need telling but I knew that in Brian’s mind it wasn’t a cigarette that I was smoking. Like some cheap tart I was deliberately being sexually suggestive with my Father in Law to the point that I casually stated. ”I don’t usually smoke this early in the day, I much prefer a cigarette after sex” adding “Which isn’t that often these days” My teasing and the obvious slur on his Son’s lack of performance wasn’t lost on Brian. I could cut the tension with a knife. Brian rose from his seat as I exhaled a fine plume of cigarette smoke into the air. Crushing the cigarette out in the glass ashtray, I stood to face him, my bare breasts with my pierced nipple on full view. His erection was evident and ...

... from what I could see, Brian was certainly packing, that was clearly evident. As Brian took one step forward, I smiled seductively as the tingling sensation in my aroused pussy increased dramatically. The telephone rang, punching a hole in the sexual tension. “Dawn I need to go!” He stammered and left. Picking up the phone quite angrily, my ardour was pulsating through my veins. At first there was no voice, none at all then I heard Phil. ”Are you ok, what are you doing?” Now it was my turn to remain silent, panic panic panic. I even scanned the room the feeling as if he had walked in on Brian and I, hell what if he had rang ten minutes later, then what? Here I was scantily dressed only moments before giving his own 64 year old Father, my own Father-in-Law perhaps the BIGGEST GREEN LIGHT of his life, such was my paranoia, I even opened the French doors to allow evidence of my smoking to escape. Phil checked. ”You there Dawn?” I know that I quickly reassured him and lied about what a hectic morning I had experienced, first car wouldn’t start, shops heaving etc. My lies appeared to appease any remaining doubts. Phil stammered about not telling me everything. Like a shotgun effect I was hit with, only 9 days now, flight at 8:00 am, no entitlement to overseas leave for several months, No visit from f****y! I calmly put the telephone receiver down, lit another cigarette and sobbed. The remaining 9 days passed, we hardly spoke, despite my threats not to wave him off; I drove Phil to ...