My Girlfriend's Daughter (closed)

StFornicate

Sinful Salvation
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My girlfriend, Marilyn, is a little bit older than me; well, eight years, I suppose. Give or take. She's 38, and I'm 32. She had a daughter, Mackenzie, when she was 20; poor girl never knew her real father, and to be fair, I haven't asked a whole lot of questions.

I'm a construction worker. Steady job, union wages; Marilyn likes that. She works some kinda office job. Executive assistant. I'm pretty sure she's screwing her boss, but... I guess it's kind of an open relationship like that.

But this isn't a story about me and my girlfriend. It's really about me and her daughter. The girl... well, she can be a bit of a tease. I'm not sure if it's just part of who she is and how she always acts, or what, but I'm definitely beginning to think it was a mistake to move in with them!

Marilyn's daughter is barely 18 years old. She's just graduated high school, and apparently plans to spend the summer laying around the pool with her friends. Not that I'm exactly gonna complain about coming home every day to find a few smoking hot, young, bikini clad women laying around the pool...

This story starts on a day I got home from work and looked outside to see her hitting a volleyball around with a friend. It was quite hot outside, and the girls were swesty, and in rather skimpy clothing...
 
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It was a beautiful, warm, June afternoon that Mckenzie and Jessica had picked to work on their tans while keeping fit. The two best friends had been on their high school's volleyball team together and while lounging poolside had thought it’d be fun to play a little one on one.

“And I win!” Mackenzie exclaimed in glee when the ringtone of her blond, curly haired bestfriend’s phone distracted her just enough for her to miss the ball. “Up for round two?” she asked with a self satisfied grin, but Jessica was already on her way to her purse and fishing out her phone.

“Sorry Macki but Jason got off early today...” a grin spreading across her face as she looked at the display of her phone and read the new message.

“Ugg, you two make me sick” Mackenzie groaned in mock annoyance at the happy love bird about to ditch her to hang out with her boyfriend.

“Dont worry, someday you too will have a hot man to snuggle up too like me.” Jessica teased as she slipped on her khaki shorts and pulled on a t-shirt over her blue bikini.

Rolling her eyes Mackenzie shook her head “Its not snuggling I’m in the mood for...”

Which made her best friend laugh “Trust me we do more than just snuggle and speaking of which...” her words trailed off as her blue eyes drifted to the large french doors that lead from the living room out onto the deck. Mackenzie’s catlike green eyes followed and a small smirk set her full lips as she lifted a hand to flutter her fingers at her mom’s latest boyfriend. Well latest was harsh they had been dating a year, a lot longer than most of the others had lasted and she had to admit she seemed to have landed an awesome one this time.

If was as handy in the bedroom as he was the rest of the house, and by the looks of him he must be, it wasn’t hard to imagine why he’d lasted this long.

“How does she do it?” Jess asked, causing Mackenzie to shrug, eyes still on the house a small smile on her lips before slowly turning towards Jess, giving Tommy a nice 180 view of her new white and black polka dotted bikini.

“Beats me...”
 
Tommy had to admit, the view of the two young ladies in bikinis was rather distracting. He had just cracked open his post-work beer, and found himself unable to keep from watching them outside. He blushed a bit when he saw they had noticed him, and gave them a little wave. He was about to turn away, but then Mackenzie did a long slow turn, almost like she was showing off her little polka-dot bikini.

Whoo, she was a stunner! Fortunately, he was distracted by a text message on his phone a moment later. He checked it out; it was Marilyn.

"Hey hon, workin late again. See you around 10!"

Of course. Tommy ruffled his short, curly brown hair and looked around. He figured he'd order some take-out for dinner, but til then he had some work to do. He'd set up a little carpentry shop in the garage, which was a major help with a lot of the little repairs that were needed on this old little house they lived in. His project for today was baseboards for a bedroom they were redoing; the new floor was already on, so he needed to cut the baseboards and install them.

At least all the projects kept his mind off his girlfriend's sexy teenage daughter!
 
“Hey Tommy” Mackenzie’s cheerful soprano rang out as she hung her head in the room where he was working, clinging to the doorframe for support, “whatcha doin’?” a grin spreading on her lips as she watched him. Her dark hair tumbled down, creating a damp, wavy, frame of ebony behind her head, almost to the floor because of the awkward position she was in before she straightened up again. It was the kind of position that one finds oneself in when one runs through the house and stops suddenly clamoring to a doorframe.

It had been about a half hour after he’d started working on this latest project that her mother had come up with, she and Jessica had chatted a bit longer about how lucky her mom was, a successful career woman that looked good enough for her age to land such a hot and talented younger boyfriend, before she’d left Mackenzie to her own devices, which had included swimming a few laps in the pool before deciding to come in for a bit.

Still in her damp bikini, that clung to her in a most flattering form, she strolled into the room casually and looked around, they’d repainted and repaired the floorboards, or rather Tommy had, since her mom had been awfully busy lately to be of much help to him. “Looks good in here, can’t wait to see it with the new furniture she bought”
 
"Hey there Kenzie," Tommy said, looking up and seeing her hanging halfway off the doorway. "Just trying to get finished up in here, putting in the baseboards," he said. He had a makeshift worktable set up in the middle of the room, with a miter box and handsaw and the lengths of baseboards lined up. He smiled at her as she walked into the room... in just her bikini. God, did she have a body to die for! Curves in all the right places, amazing tits and ass and legs...

He did his best to not be looking into her rather abundant cleavage, but he wasn't sure if she'd caught him doing just that or not! Quickly, he grabbed a tape measure.

"Here, give me a hand. Hold this end of the tape up against that corner of the wall," he said, handing her the end of the tape measure and rolling it out along the wall.
 
“Uh, sure...” She took the tape measure, surprised that he’d asked her to help but not adverse to the idea. She made sure to hold it up against the wall and not let it slip as he pulled it along and she did a little checking out of her own. He had one fine ass for a guy, that was evident even in his work pants.

Her green eyes lingered on that posterior a few seconds before turning her gaze out the window, not wanting to seem obvious in her admiration for his well designed human form, after all he was her mothers boyfriend. But a little look never hurt anyone right? He had after all checked her out, that she knew for a fact and she couldn't say that she didn't like it. It wasn't like he was gross about it, he kept himself in check, never looked too long or hard but it always made her stand just a little taller knowing he noticed her.

“So um, when’s mom coming home? and more importantly what’s she making for dinner?” she asked with idle curiosity as she watched him jot down his measurements, making sure that her hand didn’t slip and cause them to be off. Not that her mother was a world class chef or anything but it was what mom’s did right? and it would give them something to talk about for a few minutes.
 
Tommy jotted down the measurements, and guided Mackenzie around the room so he could get them all.

"Oh, I got a message from your mom a little bit ago. She's working late again." Probably busy screwing her boss, he thought. "Said she won't be home til ten. So it's just you and me for dinner tonight kiddo," he said, as they finished the measurements. He set up a baseboard in the miter cutting box and began sawing.

"So, uh, what do you want for dinner?" he asked her, looking over at her for a moment, his eyes lingering perhaps an instant too long in her bikini-clad cleavage, before locking with her eyes. "I'm not much of a cook, unfortunately," he said with a little laugh. Finished sawing one end, he ran the tape down to mark out his next cut.
 
Mackenzie couldn't help an eye roll when Tommy said that her mom would be working late, yet again, she thought shaking her head “Great, guess she forgot she promised to let me have the car tonight” her voice full of mild annoyance as she let out a sigh. Well at least Tommy’s home tonight she thought to herself, that was a silver lining, she kind of liked spending time with him, in fact this was sort of fun she supposed.

Raising a brow at his lingering glance she couldn’t help but laugh and this time comment; “‘sup Tommy? I got something on my top or are the polka dots hypnotizing you? in which case I’m soo wearing this bikini to Zoe’s pool party on Saturday” the comment itself would have been a harmless way of defusing his little slip up but Mackenzie didn’t just speak with her mouth. as she spoke she looked down and cupped the underside of each fabric triangle covered breasts and lifted them teasingly as she looked at him.

“You know what” her hands releasing her perky breasts to settle on her hips “how about I cook” she grinned, glossing over the fact that she’d just jiggled her barely covered boobs practically in her mom’s boyfriends face just a second ago “Lets see if my obsession with Jamie Oliver is good for something other than helping me get to sleep” another chuckle and a little wink punctuated that sentence as she made to step out of the room and head for the kitchen and check out what she had to work with in the kitchen.

She wasn't sure what was up with her at the moment but she kind of liked teasing Tommy, he didn't seem to mind, he knew she wasn't being mean, she just felt comfortable around him.
 
Tommy laughed at her words; she had caught him, and he deserved to be teased about it a bit. He just shook his head, but the way she bounced her tits in her hands in that moment... He would certainly never forget. He felt a rush of blood to his loins from her actions, but not enough yet to give him an erection.

"Yeah, that sounds great," he said, scratching his head. "Let me know when it's got about ten minutes left so I can get cleaned up."

He wrote off her sexually-charged comments as pure teenage hormones. That had to be it. Surely a young woman like her wouldn't be attracted to an older guy like him, right? He watched her walk out of the room; damn, she had one great ass! He just wanted to smack it!

But even if she was attracted to him... She was his girlfriend's daughter, after all. Nothing good could come from any kind of sexual encounter with her. But still... his girlfriend was working late... And he was pretty damn sure she was screwing the boss there. Makes for good overtime he supposed.

Still. It made him feel a lot less guilty about enjoying the bikini-clad scenery around here!
 
“Oh Tommy, you don’t have to get all cleaned up for lil ol me” she chuckled as she walked out and headed into the kitchen to start on dinner. Rummaging in the fridge and various cabinets and the pantry she managed to rustle up the ingredients for a meal she’d seen on Jamie’s show not too long ago.

Golden chicken, with braised greens and potato gratin. In no time at all the delicious smells of her cooking permeated the kitchen and began to make their way through the house. With the potato’s in the oven and her chicken keeping warm she made her way to her room so she could be a little decent for dinner “Foods almost ready” she called as she passed the room he was working in and passed into her bedroom to throw on a pair of denim shorts and a slightly oversized shirt.

Five minutes later she was taking the potato’s out of the oven and setting them on the table alone with the chicken and veggies “Tommy! We can eat!” she called loudly, standing by the table to marvel at her meal presentation, almost as good as Jamie’s had been on the show, now all it needed to do was taste good, she thought as she waited.
 
When Mackenzie passed by (still in the bikini; had she really cooked in that? Hot!) and said dinner was almost ready, Tommy set down the hammer and quickly headed off to the bedroom he shared with Mackenzie's mom.

He quickly stripped off his dirty work clothes and took a shower in the attached bathroom, just a quick rinse and scrub before getting out, drying off and throwing on a pair of old jeans and a tee shirt to cover his fit, hard body. He came out of the bedroom just as Kenzie called out that it was ready, and he made for the kitchen. His belly had been rumbling since he'd caught the first whiff of chicken earlier, and now he felt famished!

He made it to the kitchen and saw the spread she had laid out. "Wow, that looks amazing Kenzie!" he said, grabbing a beer from the refrigerator and sitting down at the table.
 
“Yeah, well I hope it tastes at least half as good”

Taking his plate she proceeded to dish out a nice sized serving, and then set it in front of him with a smile “full service, and you dont even have to tip me... though if you want to I won't complain.” she grinned before walking over to her seat and climbing in her chair and in typical teenage fashion got comfortable, which meant kneeling in the chair instead of properly sitting on her behind with her feet flat on the floor.

“So...” waiting until he had taken a bite ”does this mean I’m going to be in the kitchen more often?” she grinned and leaned over the table so she could fix her own plate. In the meantime giving Tommy dinner with a view since the scoop on her oversized shirt was rather wide and by leaning over the table like that it allowed him to see straight to her navel. Her still bikini clad breasts swaying ever so slightly with her movements till she had a nice sized helping and sat back down, the grin still on her lips.
 
It was hard to miss the proferred cleavage, and Tommy couldn't help but wonder if she had done that on purpose. Either way, after a momentary glance he pulled his eyes away, focusing on the plate before him instead.

"This is absolutely delicious!" he said, his mouth still full of food. Embarrassed by his lack of manners, he put a hand up and swallowed down the chicken. "Sorry," he said, "but this really hits the spot!" He dug in, savoring every bite.

"And yeah, seems like your mom is working a lot of overtime. So you can cook anything you want!" he said, a smile on his face. This was actually a lot better than anything Marilyn ever made. "You've got a real talent for this," he said.
 
"Why thank you sir" she teased a pleased smile on her lips and she shifted in her chair, tucking one leg under her while she pulled the other one up so her foot was flat on the seat. She could almost feel her mom glaring at her for sitting like that at the table but she didn't care, if she didn't want her daughter sitting like that she should be home to correct her.

She appreciated the compliment from Tommy though and the thought of her mother quickly vanished as she took a taste of the meal she’d whipped up. She couldn't help but feel proud "I like playing around in the kitchen. Besides, the quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach" punctuating her sentence with a sly wink she took a bite of potatoes.

Eating a little while in companionable silence Mackenzie hadn't realized how hungry she’d been, it must have been all that playing in the sun and swimming. Once she felt a little more refueled though she took a sip of water and looked up at Tommy. Damn was that man fine she thought, why did her mom have to snag him first. “So, what's the plan for after dinner?” the question innocent and casual, she kind of doubted he had any plans of hanging out with her the rest of the evening.
 
Tommy smirked at her flirty remark about getting to a man's heart; her sly little wink definitely set his imagination in motion, perhaps a bit too far.

They ate in a very comfortable quiet. Mackenzie was so different from her mom. Marilyn always seemed to talk too much, just to fill the quiet air. Tommy was definitely a quiet man, content in his own thoughts.

"Tonight? I don't know, no plans really. Rest, I guess. Maybe a movie. What about you? Need me to give you a ride somewhere?" he offered. He knew Mackenzie had a good social life, and it being summer vacation undoubtedly she would want to spend as much time with her friends as possible before they all headed off to college.
 
“Oh no, Tommy...” Mackenzie shook her head, he was so thoughtful and his amiable offer made her do so with a smile as she tucked a stray wavy strand of hair behind her ear.

“...you don't need to do that. I was just going to go to the Grill to hang out.” The Grill was a little hole in the wall joint where all the high schoolers liked to hang out. It was a pretty greasy joint and the food even greasier but half of the kids were either too drunk or too high to care, and the other half was just their for the entertainment or till a better party came along.

“but its no big deal, I’ll see all my friends at Zoe’s party Saturday. I cant wait her brother Ben’s home for a week from college and he’ll be there” she couldn't help but smile, she’d had a little thing for Ben for a while now and he was single again according to Zoe and of course so was she. Shame Tommy couldn't be single...

That thought made her pause suddenly had she just thought that in the same breath? It was a shame he was with her mother and sure he like a lot of guys appreciated her cleavage but that didnt mean he would ever be interested in her right?
 
Tommy raised an eyebrow at her comment about Zoe's brother Ben. He felt a twinge of something stir inside him. Jealousy? Some kind of fatherly over-protective instinct? He wasn't sure.

"Well, I'm sure you'll have a blast," he said, scraping the last of the chicken off his plate and eating it. "Just be careful. And don't be afraid to call me if you need a ride or something. Don't let some drunk idiot drive you anywhere." He laughed, and shook his head.

"Sorry. I know I'm not your dad." He got up and took their plates over to the sink, and started cleaning the dishes. "At least, I still remember how I was at your age," I said, giving her a knowing wink.
 
“Aww you really do care!” she said in sing song as she followed him to the sink and in an act of complete teenage spontaneity wrapped her arms around him. The gesture was meant innocent enough but she’d never been this up close and personal with Tommy before and the effect it had on her, well to say the least, was dizzying.

It was an all out olfactory assault that was warm and earthy yet at the same time crisp and clean mixed with something else that must have just Tommy. All she wanted to do was bury her nose in his skin and take it all in, but she had enough sense to know that that was a no no.

“And I think I have a winner for the what to give Ben as a welcome home gift challenge. What cologne, shower gel, aftershave or whatever do you use?” She asked instead as she pulled back and hopped up on the counter beside him and grabbed a towel so she could dry. “Oh and then you can tell me a little bit about what you were like at my age. I mean it wasn’t all that long ago right?” She couldn't help grin at that comment, a little ego boost never hurt anyone and besides Tommy wasn't really old.
 
The spontaneous hug definitely caught Tommy off-guard, but he wasn't about to complain! He breathed in sharply at the sudden feel of her firm, young tits pressed into him, even as he awkwardly put an arm around her to hug back, albeit briefly.

She hopped up on the counter to start drying dishes, and he just shook his head. Marilyn would have scolded her for sitting on the counters; he wasn't about to. He was finding he enjoyed her company more and more. Her youthful energy was welcome, vitalizing in a way.

He laughed at her questions. "Uhh, nothing fancy," he said, about his grooming products. "Irish Spring Sport and some leftover sawdust," he said with a chuckle. "Not sure that'll make a good gift, though."

He scrubbed the dishes, handing them off to Mackenzie one by one, and pondered his youth. "Let's see... When I was your age... I was kind of an oddball." He laughed. "I played varsity hockey for four years in high school. I was the goalie. You have to be crazy to be the goalie. But I wasn't really friends with the guys on the hockey team. All my good friends were nerds. I liked to read. Play video games. We played a lot of that Magic card game, Dungeons and Dragons, that kind of shit. I bounced from girlfriend to girlfriend. Didn't really get involved in partying or anything til I went off to college." He laughed again. "Me and college didn't get along too well. Which is why I wound up in the Union, doing construction."
 
“Wow... “ Her hands paused in the middle of her clockwise wiping motion, as she looked up at him, an expression of surprised disbelief written on her young features “D&D? You? I would ‘ave never guessed. I mean hockey, okay... “ her green eyes still on him as she began to dry again and set the plate down on the counter beside her and pick up another.

“sure I can see it, you must have been an awesome goalie, since you’ve got all your teeth” she couldn’t help but grin at that, he sure had a sexy smile, that must have been what hooked her mom. “but a good boy... “ shaking her head she looked down at the plate in her hands before stacking it.

“I dont buy it, come on, you must have been just a little bit bad” a slight hopeful tremor in her voice, as she scrunched up her nose and lifted her fingers in the universal sign for a little bit. He just had to have at least one juicy story, a guy as fine as him... She knew what guys that looked like him were like and they were certainly no angelic little nerds.
 
He had to laugh, both at her insistence and curiosity. He was scrubbing the last pan. "I mean, nothing too crazy. We all got pretty drunk at prom." He handed her the last clean dish to dry off and drained the sink.

"Although, to be fair, I went through a stretch where I got in trouble with my folks for staying out way past my curfew, like, all the time." He smirked, not sure how much exactly to reveal to his girlfriend's daughter. Hell, he hadn't really even told Marilyn about a lot of this stuff!

Oh, what the hell. "But I wasn't exactly gonna tell them I had a college-age girlfriend, I think she was 21 or 22, and we were screwing all night long at her place! God she was hot, too."
 
As she dried the pan she listened a little surprised that Tommy gave in to her playful harassing. she couldn't help but blush a little as her mind tried to paint a mental image of a young Tommy and his hot college girlfriend. She was probably nothing compared to her, he had a thing for older women she supposed it would explain his thing with her mom.

There was no competition there the realization was mildly disappointing but at least she could look, right? and then there was Ben... the thought of Zoe’s brother made her smile as she slid off the counter. The motion causing her shorts to ride up her thighs giving her momentary camel toe before she shimmied her shorts back to the way they were supposed to sit.

“Sounds like fun, so I want no chastisement for when I skip out on curfew and am uh... studying.” she teased wagging a finger at him playfully. “But you said something about a movie... what did you have in mind? If its good enough I might horn in on your couch space.”
 
"I'm up for anything," he said, giving her a wink and a smile. He had caught the momentary glimpse of camel toe when she got off the counter, but quickly looked away.

"Why don't you pick something out," he said, as they headed into the living room. He was still recalling the good times he had in high school. He chuckled to himself.

"You know, for a while there during my senior year, I was fairly notorious for dating freshmen and sophomores. Some people said I was 'corrupting' them," he said with a laugh.
 
Was he trying to tell her something with that comment on corrupting freshmen? whether he was or wasn't it certainly caused Mackenzies well groomed brow to arch a little higher as she stepped over to the cabinet to inspect the DVD collection and select a movie.

Once she’d found something that seemed suitable she curled up on the couch and grabbed the remote “I hope you like 80’s movies” she chuckled and pressed play. It had been a while since she’d watched Weekend at Bernies and it was a classic comedy so she figured Tommy would be okay with it.

Sadly despite it being a very entertaining film, the day’s sun and activities were starting to catch up to Mackenzie and sitting on the big comfy couch wasn’t helping her as she struggled to stay awake, three fourths of the way through the film she lost her on and off again battle with drowsiness and her eyes shut, body stretching out to find a comfy spot, that that spot just happened to be her head on Tommy’s leg was pure coincidence. And the fact that the hemline of her top was scrunched up exposing the smooth skin of her torso all the way to the underside of her bikini top (which had slid up a quarter of an inch) … well that was purely the physics of wearing a loose fitting top and stretching out on a couch.
 
Tommy leaned back into the couch to enjoy the movie. Weekend at Bernie's certainly was a classic, and it had been too long since he'd last seen it.

He noticed Mackenzie's ongoing battle with sleepiness, and chuckled to himself as she finally succumbed to exhaustion, stretching out cat-like on the sofa and resting her head on his thigh... He wasn't sure what to make of that. He wasn't her daddy... but at the same time, he was kind of falling a little bit into that role. Or maybe the big-brother role. There wasn't a huge gap in their ages, and he certainly wasn't quite old enough to be her dad.

Still, when her shirt scrunched up and revealed just the slightest hint of underboob... his cock twitched a touch at the sight of it there. His eyes kept being drawn to it, too. He licked his lips instinctively. The smooth skin of her belly, soft and tan...

He slid his arm behind her (it was the only way to sit there comfortably with her laying like that, he told himself) and she seemed to naturally cuddle up closer to him, her face way too close to his crotch really for comfort... But he wasn't about to move her. He just hoped he didn't get a hard-on!
 
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