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When Temptation Rears It's Head | childofasmodeus | 8

 

As Jack was amusing himself with thoughts of the two girls in bikini's and perverted images of what they must have been doing before, he heard a sharp intake of breath.

He moved a little closer to the door, so his ear was almost right up against the wood of it. He didn't want to actually touch it and risk having them hear him snooping.

"That was too close. Do you think he knows?" he heard Kim whisper harshly.

"Shhh, I think it's OK. My god I wish you could have seen his face. I swear he smelled you on me," Emily whispered back.

There was a stifled giggle and then "Think he liked it?" Kim asked a little too loudly.

Both girls giggled at that.

Jack felt blood surging through his loins again, leaving his drained dick at half-mast. He edged just a sliver closer to the door, trying to make out the rest of their conversation.

The bed creaked as Emily must have rejoined Kim in the bed. Then there was more rustling. Emily getting under the covers, or removing her shirt maybe.

The bed made a few more creaks as the girls must have gotten comfortable, or actually got ready to go to sleep.

It was barely audible but Jack could make out what he thought was his daughter say "let's finish, but it has to be as quiet as before."

Kim's response was muffled and Jack couldn't make it out.

The bed creaked again, barely. Jack could hear covers and sheets being moved, or clothes being removed. He couldn't tell, and his imagination was threatening to run wild.

Fantasies of the two young girls in different positions danced through his mind. By now his half-mast had gone to full raging hard-on. Jack's cock pushed against his basketball shorts. He reached down and pulled it so it stood up straight in his shorts. The head poked just above the waist band. It seemed to smile at him as if to say it would be taking over from here.

Jack's hand hovered at the door knob. His heart knocked against his ribcage as he thought of daring to crack the door just a sliver. If he got caught it would end badly. very badly. But if he didn't get caught, well, that would be very good.

 

Risk a peek?

 
 
 

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