The daughter of the friend family seducting older man

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I've had this story idea in my head for a long time. I'm not quite sure how it would escalate though. Any ideas welcomed.

A middle-aged man is visiting his job-mates summer place for a couple of days. The family's daughter has just turned 18 and she's full of sensual energy. As she has bloomed to be quite a knock-out with her beautiful face, her long thick hair and her hourglass figure, she loves the attention she gets from males, not minding about ages. She's not shy at all, and despite her mother's scolding, she loves to tease men with changing clothes in front of them and even sunbathing nude in the yard.

Now, as this middle-aged gentlemannish family friend are visiting their summer place, the girl is taking all the opportunities to seduce him. The guy is nervous, of course, he finds the girl very attractive, but he tries his best to keep himself in control, especially as her parents are there around too.

That's pretty much all of how I've thought this so far. Any ideas or thoughts are welcomed, and if someone wants to write the story of this idea, feel free to do it.
 
A setting to help her get him all worked up if the 2 of them go for a boat trip, as he handles the boat she tans in a bikini right in front of him on the boat deck.. May even ask him for help when adding some sun-block so she don't burn.
 
Seducting? Producting? Inducting? Whatever.

After she taunts him awhile in her minimal bikini, he uses Errol Flynn's classic pickup line: "Hey baby, wanna fuck?" So now it's put-up-or-shut-up time. Does she just bend over and pull her thong aside, or is she more serious?
 
Seducting? Producting? Inducting? Whatever.

After she taunts him awhile in her minimal bikini, he uses Errol Flynn's classic pickup line: "Hey baby, wanna fuck?" So now it's put-up-or-shut-up time. Does she just bend over and pull her thong aside, or is she more serious?

He's nervous and gentlemanly, but no doubt highly aroused by her tanning in the bikini, and unable to hide his excitement in his swim shorts. But perhaps she uses the Errol Flynn line, "Hey Frank, wanna fuck?" and he proceeds to rock the boat.
 
Well, it's your story. Tell it how you see it unfolding.

I can, on the other hand, tell you of at least two real-life incidents.

The first,... well, actually I was a relatively disinterested observer. I was nineteen(ish) and this gal about my age hooked up with a forty(ish) guy who, as best I can recall, had retired from the postal service and decided to go back to college. The girl wasn't anyone I was interested in, so as I say I was really more of a disinterested observer. I was just startled that they had hooked up and didn't see why they would. Mickey wasn't exactly Daddy Warbucks and looked like he'd spent most of those forty-plus years being rode hard and put up wet. About the only thing I could see they might have in common were the class we were taking together and being mutual friends with Mary Jane.

A while later, when I was in my thirties, it was my turn with an eighteen-year-old. And I got a lot closer look at that one. And similarly, I was not breaking the bank and was aging faster than my years as well. As a point of interest, it may be worth noting that her bringing me chocolate strawberries on Valentine's didn't cut it. Neither did the "special ingredient" brownies over Spring Break. It literally took her coming out of the shower in nothing but a towel, dropping the towel, and saying, "teach me."

***shrug*** Again, it is your story. And you should tell it how you want it told.

I think, though, you're going to find it much more character-driven than plot-driven or even setting-driven based on the little bit you gave to work with.

The simplest would be that he's recently divorced and the kid is being punished by spending time with the family during the summer after being pulled out of a van naked and drunk alone with five guys post-graduation. Horny old dude and young rebel without a clue and badda-bing-badda-boom there's a single screen stroker. "Would you put some lotion on my back?" No real depth involved.

If you want to make things more interesting, though... he's a widower. And she's been shuffled off to an all girl's boarding school for the last several years with some major curiosities and has a dual motivation of "just want to make him smile" and being a little nervous about her upcoming college experiences so "maybe he would be more gentle than some frat boy wearing war paint after the football game."

Or, if you want to make things really complicated... he never married because he was in love with the girl's mother and while he never let on, neither could he let go. And she has never dated because she imprinted on him at a young age and sees this as her chance to make him see her "all growed up." That's going to take some strong writing to avoid the "ick" factor of knowing her when she traded training wheels for training bra for most though. It can be done, but I don't think I could. Pretty sure Butcher is going to get there with Dresden and Molly, though. Eventually.

Or maybe his wife is in the picture and the girl heard the two wives swapping stories over liquid brunch and the spoiled brat decided she wanted a piece of what she was having, see how he stacks up against the boys she's had thus far.

Any road, my point there is that I think once you know the characters and what is driving them, you'll be surprised how easily it just flows. Those were just four random examples off the top of my head that might fit the slight parameters you gave of a) May-September, b) female aggressor, and c) set at the family summer home. And that is without making him obviously Dominant, although the second might hint at some submissive tendencies on her part (wanting to cheer him up).

But, best of luck. And I, for one, look forward to reading it when you let it out of the kennel. See which tree it bays under.
 
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sounds like every dirty old man's fantasy. I know from personal experience (of fantasizing).

Could be a great Lit story.
 
A setting to help her get him all worked up if the 2 of them go for a boat trip, as he handles the boat she tans in a bikini right in front of him on the boat deck.. May even ask him for help when adding some sun-block so she don't burn.

Frankly I cringed a little about the trope, but funny thing, I observed just this on the river today. They were drifting down the river in a hard-floor inflatable boat.

The guy was at least thirty, but probably not forty five yet. Unlike most boaters I have seen in springs of past decade or so (in the rental fiberglass canoes), who are total idiots and try to get over rocks by ramming them head-on (and then sometimes have to bail out to get the boat off), this guy was competent in the rapids, so it was rather smooth, slow ride even if water levels are a bit under effortless rafting levels now. He was angle fishing using a big, dangling, neon green plastic strip "worm" for a bait. I doubt he was actually serious about that. Most of the time his eyes was on the curves of the girl lounging right in
front of him.

She was, well, not even twenty I would say, but we still can safely assume of age to be written here about, she had got all the right curves aplenty, on a well toned body with narrow waist. Blonde as locally is by default, she sought to add some tone -- tan -- to her fair skin too, thus had draped herself sideways across the nose of the inflatable boat, feet dangling overboard and occasionally touching water, but she did try not to intentionally splash too much, apparently honoring the guy's nominal fishing attempts. Well, there was no doubt she had a bra, a dark red strapless bikini top magically hanging on the tops of her pert breasts (helped by her laying down I might naively guess, but know better). To discover that she actually had any bottoms on, I had to grab my binoculars (that happened to be at hand), only then I spotted tiny strap interrupting the otherwise flawlessly smooth curve of her hip.

I was sitting in the shade of the bathhouse's side overhang up the high bank behind some sparse bushes, yet she spot me looking and smirked letting me know, but didn't alert the guy, or visibly react otherwise. For this alone she was no kid. While there's possibility the guy was in fact her dad... I have reasons to doubt that. Whatever the case, she was fishing too, that's sure.
 
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Frankly I cringed a little about the trope, but funny thing, I observed just this on the river today. They were drifting down the river in a hard-floor inflatable boat.

The guy was at least thirty, but probably not forty five yet. Unlike most boaters I have seen in springs of past decade or so (in the rental fiberglass canoes), who are total idiots and try to get over rocks by ramming them head-on (and then sometimes have to bail out to get the boat off), this guy was competent in the rapids, so it was rather smooth, slow ride even if water levels are a bit under effortless rafting levels now. He was angle fishing using a big, dangling, neon green plastic strip "worm" for a bait. I doubt he was actually serious about that. Most of the time his eyes was on the curves of the girl lounging right in
front of him.

She was, well, not even twenty I would say, but we still can safely assume of age to be written here about, she had got all the right curves aplenty, on a well toned body with narrow waist. Blonde as locally is by default, she sought to add some tone -- tan -- to her fair skin too, thus had draped herself sideways across the nose of the inflatable boat, feet dangling overboard and occasionally touching water, but she did try not to intentionally splash too much, apparently honoring the guy's nominal fishing attempts. Well, there was no doubt she had a bra, a dark red strapless bikini top magically hanging on the tops of her pert breasts (helped by her laying down I might naively guess, but know better). To discover that she actually had any bottoms on, I had to grab my binoculars (that happened to be at hand), only then I spotted tiny strap interrupting the otherwise flawlessly smooth curve of her hip.

I was sitting in the shade of the bathhouse's side overhang up the high bank behind some sparse bushes, yet she spot me looking and smirked letting me know, but didn't alert the guy, or visibly react otherwise. For this alone she was no kid. While there's possibility the guy was in fact her dad... I have reasons to doubt that. Whatever the case, she was fishing too, that's sure.


Sounds like a nice family outing... Glad you got some eye candy.
 
Speaking of eye candy, the girl could be recently discovered home nudism, so far mostly in secret, but enthusiastic to try it in more public settings and as a result in a limited conflict with her parents about it.

This semi-reguraly visiting guy is eiter known to have some such experience or confess having. He proves that by not reacting to the girl's antics the way she expect based on very limited experience with her peers and probably older ultra-puritan crowd. The guy doesn't ignore her, obviously does appreciate, but otherwise react as if it's nothing special.

The girl up her game and of course it's leading to where the girl crawls in his (guestroom) bed despite weak protests from the guy, although I think at least a couple recurring visits might be required, or extended (well over a week) stay, or it would seem rushed.

The girl may find an ally in him, against her parents. That's also the hook for initial common interests.

Parents, they will have to become complicit in some way eventually, unless the whole thing is moved out of house swiftly. They may publicly frown, but privately send mixed signals, be there same hidden motives or simply thinking a somewhat controlled experience with a know guy could be good for her. And yes, found myself in that situation I would try to examine all the ways her parents might want something from me. (Well, hystorically there used to be some cultures where offering a daughter or wife to a dear guest was part of hospitality, but I believe that implies long travel times in harsh environments and isn't applicable in the modernity.)
 
The job-mate's friend and wife host the middle-aged man (m-a man)
Their daughter is full of youthful desire and aggression but the m-a man keeps it distant and cordial throughout his stay
Soon after m-a man returns to his home, he is unexpectedly contacted by the hospital where his job-mate is in intensive care.
Bedside the m-a man is informed by his job-mate and a translating nurse that he and his wife were in a brutal car accident that took his wife and left him barely alive with internal injuries beyond repair.
The job-mate takes this opportunity to tell him of the true nature of his daughter being adopted with no family except the birth mother who is beyond contact. Telling becomes asking as he asks the m-a man to take in his adopted daughter in if he were to die. Seeing that this was a dying man's wishes he agrees without thought or review.
Within days, the job-mate is gone too with a lawyer on the phone with the m-a man informing him of the legal process of him becoming the daughter's temporary guardian.
Again, without a concern, he agrees to honor his friend's dying wishes.
The daughter moves in with m-a man shaken and withdrawn with her sexual urges clipped by her sudden loss
 
The job-mate's friend and wife host the middle-aged man (m-a man)
Their daughter is full of youthful desire and aggression but the m-a man keeps it distant and cordial throughout his stay
Soon after m-a man returns to his home, he is unexpectedly contacted by the hospital where his job-mate is in intensive care.
Bedside the m-a man is informed by his job-mate and a translating nurse that he and his wife were in a brutal car accident that took his wife and left him barely alive with internal injuries beyond repair.
The job-mate takes this opportunity to tell him of the true nature of his daughter being adopted with no family except the birth mother who is beyond contact. Telling becomes asking as he asks the m-a man to take in his adopted daughter in if he were to die. Seeing that this was a dying man's wishes he agrees without thought or review.
Within days, the job-mate is gone too with a lawyer on the phone with the m-a man informing him of the legal process of him becoming the daughter's temporary guardian.
Again, without a concern, he agrees to honor his friend's dying wishes.
The daughter moves in with m-a man shaken and withdrawn with her sexual urges clipped by her sudden loss

Sounds like a serious story worth to write.

Just two nitpicks: it's probably a bit too serious, and more importantly incompatible with this site rules, just because if it was no temporary guardian documents were needed. Removing that angle is possible, but may lead to a very different story.

So, as stated, it perhaps better to publish elsewhere. Doesn't mean it shouldn't be written as it must be.
 
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