POLINSKY'S SLUT - by Art Martin - Sex Stories

POLINSKY'S SLUT - by Art Martin

POLINSKY'S SLUT Jerry Polinsky was watching Tina, his young shapely daughter. She was preparing to wash the supper dishes, while her younger b*****r, David, cleared the table. The tight fitting jeans she wore strained against the flesh of her rounded ass and the short midriff top barely concealed her amazing tits. Over the past few months, Jerry had noticed that she had really developed an incredible body. She’d had tits for nearly two years, but recently her hips widened and waistline had shrunk. It wasn’t just her hips either, her lips seemed fuller and her eyes sparkled with mischief. Rising on her tiptoes, she reached to put something away in a high cabinet. A low groan rose in Jerry’s throat as the bottom of her short revealing shirt exposed the underside curve of her braless full young breasts almost to her nipples. Almost u*********sly, he leaned forward so as to look up her shirt and catch a glimpse of her dusky dark nipples. "Shit," he muttered under his breath at the lascivious sight of her jiggling mounds of flesh. A pang of guilt tugged at his conscience as his hand went to his crotch to adjust his growing hard‑on. It just wasn't right leering at her like this, becoming aroused, but he couldn’t help himself. He knew he should simply turn away and look at something else, anything to distract him, but he was certain that she was deliberately flaunting her burgeoning femininity, and it was driving him crazy. To deflect his attention from his precocious pre‑teen ...

... daughter, Jerry reflected that it had been a good day at work. Sales were up and for a f****y owned business such as Polinsky & Sons Plumbing Supplies, that was always good news. Things had also gotten much better recently around the house too. Rita, his soon to be ex‑wife, apparently was out of the picture for good. She was a pathetic excuse for a mother or wife. Six months ago he had filed for a divorce. A few weeks later she was arrested on yet another DWI charge, her third. This time she managed to hurt a carload of k**s when she ran a stoplight at high speed with her bl**d alcohol at a near toxic level. It was a miracle that she didn't kill any of them. The District Attorneys Office added multiple counts of "assault with a deadly weapon" plus a single count of "failure to stop and render aid". It looked like the wretched bitch would be going to be in jail for a long time, which was fine by Jerry. The past few years had been a living hell, at least she wouldn't be causing him or his k**s any additional harm. He was especially glad he had served her divorce papers when he did as he was now in no way responsible for Rita's irresponsible actions. No longer could she jeopardize the f****y business that he and his two b*****rs and their families depended on. After the dishes were done, Jerry sent the k**s off to do their homework while he settled in to watch the Monday night game. The game was a great distraction. Even though his team was down by ten points, after a few beers he ...