Together they entered the hotel room. He wondered how they would spend the evening, just the two them. There still were so many hours that had to be filled before they could go to sleep. Without television, the night might prove to become very dull.
“I’ll be right back Robert.” The teen informed him, as she left the room. Since their rooms were all connected, Leah had left her keycard with Emma and came in through Robert and Sarah’s room.
Robert had planned to go to town on himself once he got back to the hotel room. Maybe even sneaking into the girls’ rooms to find some more panties.
Since that time in the bathroom, he hadn’t managed to keep his mind off his daughter’s friends. The release it had given him, as he discharged into one of the girls’ underwear, had never felt better. He kept imagining it had been Leah’s, but he had a gut feeling it was probably Lily’s.
He went to sit in the bed, picking up a book of Sarah’s from her nightstand. He skimmed the pages and couldn’t help but wonder how his wife could read this crap.
“Hey.” A feint voice. Leah stood leaning in the door opening, her right footpad gently stroking above her left ankle. She had put on her nightdress. It reached just to her knees.
Robert felt his cock move as he took in her beauty. “Are you going to sleep already?” He stammered. The way she stood there had something magical.
The cute teen looked so… delicate.
“No.” She smiled. “Not yet.” She came near. As she hopped onto the bed, next to Robert, she asked: “What are you reading?”
“Nothing. Just a book of Sarah’s.” He had almost put it away before he realized his cock was fully erect. He instead shifted the book to hide the lump in his shorts.
“Why can’t I control myself?” He thought. “I’ve seen her in bikini and still managed to suppress my body.”
“Oh…” She replied. The book didn’t interest her for a bit. The fact it was Sarah’s reminded her that her crush was a married man. The father of one of her best friends.
“Robert?” She asked. When she saw he was looking at her face, she continued. “Do you remember when we kissed?”
“Why is she starting about this now?”
“Yes…” He replied cautiously. He couldn’t act as if he didn’t remember, besides he had been thinking about it for almost the entire trip.
As he felt himself starting to blush, he added: “It was an accident.”
Leah let out a suppressed giggle and turned her head, to look the other way.
“Did she giggle about what I said? Or did she see me blush?” He couldn’t tell, as Leah hid her face.
“Do you think I’m a good kisser?”
“What!? How am I supposed to answer that??” He tried to think of something appropriate to say, and settled with: “You’re very beautiful Leah.” “Shit! Why did I say that. That doesn’t make any sense.” He could facepalm himself.
Leah looked back at him with a startled look on her face. “Thanks…” she uttered. Now she was the blushing.
“I just mean...” He tried to amend his blunder. “Your lips were really soft.”
“Ok that does it, my mind is seriously fucked up right now.”
Their eyes met.
Leah vaulted. In a just a split second, she had pressed her lips onto his.
“This is wrong. But it feels so good. Why isn’t she stopping? I have to stop this madness myself. I’m the adult.” He backed away much harder than he had intended, and fell off the bed.
“You ok?” Leah peeped over the edge of the bed. “Robert?” She sounded as confused as he felt.
“Leah…” He stuttered. He couldn’t think of anything more to say. Lying on the floor he looked at the face of the teen.“She wants me.” The sudden revelation took him by surprise.
Leah didn’t know what to say either.
“I’ll make us something to eat.” He stood up and went to the kitchen.
For the next twenty minutes, they didn’t say a thing. Acting as if nothing had happened Leah went back to her own room. Robert had no idea what she was doing. He tried not to think of her as he prepared the meal. But he knew the confrontation was inevitable.
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“I made you some porridge.” He said to her. He was standing at the door with a bowl in his hands, not daring to enter her room. She was sitting on her bed, reading a book of her own.
She looked up. He couldn’t read anything off her face.
“Thanks.” It sounded neutral. She got up and Robert handed over the bowl. As she tried to make eye contact, Robert went back to the kitchen.
He took a bowl for himself and went to sit on his own bed. He had some serious thinking to do.
Before he had properly settled down, he heard someone call his name.
“Robert?” Leah stood in the door opening again. Holding her bowl. “You didn’t give me a spoon.”
“You can find one in the kitchen.” He answered. Everything had seemed to be back to normal. He took a mouthful of his pop.
Leah came back from the kitchen.
“Can I sit with you?” She sounded nervous as she asked it.
“Uh… sure.” Robert answered. Hoping she’d be able to continue their play as if nothing had happened.“If she tries to kiss me again, I’m going to stop her!”
Leah climbed into the bed. Together they sat there, eating, in silence. As they exchanged quick glances, Robert felt the tension rising. His cock did the same. He lowered his bowl onto his lap, to prevent Leah from noticing it. He hoped it helped.
“Robert?” She asked, when her bowl was empty. She was licking the last bits of porridge off her spoon.
He felt his cock pound as he watched her tongue. “Yes?”
“I really like you.”
He had never seen her this nervous.
He swallowed. It sounded louder than he had expected.
“You are really sweet.” She continued. She lay a hand on his knee.
As he felt her touch, his cock started to pound even harder.
Before he could think of something to say, she spoke again: “And don’t say you don’t like me. I’ve seen the way you look at me.” She was right. He wanted her.
But he couldn't. “I’m married,” His mind squeaked.
As if she had read his thoughts: “I won’t tell anyone Robert. I promise.”
“Won’t tell anyone what? What is this girl talking about?”
She looked down at her feet, gently stroking his knee. “I’ve been taking the pill to ease my menstruation for some months now…”
“Leah…” Robert stammered.
“What is she trying to say?”
“I want you to be my first.” She turned to Robert again to see his reacting as she finished her sentence.
“What? Leah I can’t. I’m marri…”
“I promise I won’t tell!” She squealed. “I really won’t.”
Robert observer the teenage girl. He wanted to give in to both of their cravings as her hand started to stroke higher.“I don’t want to scar her for life, I can’t. She’s so innocent.”
But at the same time, her innocence was what had been turning him on the most.
“I really want this.” She saw Robert needed some convincing. “Please Robert?”
The most beautiful teen he had ever seen was begging him to take her virginity.
He wanted her, but fear struck him when the thought appeared that this might all be played. Maybe Emma and her friends were right outside the door, ready to catch him by surprise.
“I want you.” Leah whispered. Assuming she had broken all resistance, she went in for their third kiss.
“This isn’t played.” He realized as Leah caressed his lips with hers. This time he allowed himself to enjoy her kiss.
Her hand had partly slipped into the leg of his trousers and was fondling his inner thigh. He moved his hands to her waist as she sat next to him. He couldn’t help but make note of how petite she was as he held her. He felt as if his big hands could easily crush the little teen.
She pulled herself closer as the kiss continued. Swinging her leg over his. Robert’s legs were slightly bent and she somehow managed wrap her right leg around his left one. “God she’s flexible.” He thought.
He soon forgot about her leg. Her lips parted slightly to let her tongue out. As she licked his lips, Robert assumed it was ok to open his mouth to. Her tongue was so small, she couldn’t reach far into his mouth. Robert extended his tongue to meet hers. He couldn’t recall he had ever tasted anything sweeter. Greedily her little tongue explored his. His tongue was almost twice the size of hers. As she started to suck his tongue into her mouth, she leaned onto him even more. Her naked leg rubbing against his, her hand at his groin, and her mouth stuffed with his tongue.
She gasped as she pulled her head back, she hadn’t gotten any air since she had starting sucking on Robert’s tongue. The smile on her face was enough to rid him of his guilt. He wondered what his friends at work would think of him if they knew. He understood not many men could be so lucky, to find themselves making out with a cutie-teen the age of their daughter. Although he hadn’t done much to get her, he felt proud. If what Lily had said earlier today was true, he was now the third boy Leah had ever made out with.
“Do you like it?” She asked with a smile. She put away the bowl Robert had on his lap and replaced it with her butt. Her legs pulled up, with Robert in between.
“Yeah.” He whispered as the teen went to sit on his erection. “You’re a good kisser.”
She smiled even more.
He still had his hands around her waist. As she was now sitting on top of his lap with her legs spread, her dressed had crawled up a bit. Leah leaned forward to kiss him. He wondered if the girl realized how much pressure she was putting on his manly parts. As their lips made contact again, she started dryhumping him. Her lower body rocking back and forth onto him. He imagined that if she wouldn’t have worn panties, and he wouldn’t have worn his shorts. The girl would be busy riding her clit up the back of his cock.
Her tongue left her mouth again, hunting for his. He didn’t deny her anything. After she had sucked on it some more, she started to suck on his lips. He let her do.
He felt somewhat passive and wanted to do something to. He let go of her waist and brought his hands to Leah’s legs, to either side of him.
His hands glided over the teen, touching her legs from her knees to her hips.“She’s so soft.”
Her waist freed from Robert’s grip, she started to grind him even harder. He let out a loud moan as Leah pushed her pussy hard against his cock.
The kissing stopped. Leah quietly giggled. She brought her both hands to his face and started stroking his cheeks on either side. Robert had shaved this morning, her tiny fingers felt like a stream of warm water flowing over his smooth face. She had stopped grinding as well.
“Robert?” Leah asked in the sweetest voice. “Do you want to take off your shirt? ... for me?”
Her hands were already holding the underside of his shirt. Ready to help him out as he raised his arms. Swiftly she pulled the clothing over his head.
Leah seemed a bit hesitant to throw it away. She glanced at the shirt for a while, before laying it on the nightdrawers. Her look now went to Robert’s chest, as did her hands. Slowly but surely her palms started to massage his thorax. Robert put his hand down, back onto her legs.
They looked at each other, but didn’t speak. Both caressing with their hands, stroking, rubbing, squeezing and pleasing.
After a while Leah lay her head down on his chest.
