It was a Saturday, and Rose and Rob had their good friends over for a barbecue. They probably wouldn't have made such a gesture had they known that their friend Mike had been sleeping with their eighteen-year-old daughter, Bria, in secret for the last several months.
Mike was a tall black man in his early forties. He was married to Jenn, who was best friends with Rose since college. The two couples lived relatively close together, so for more than two decades they tended to hang out often. Mike and Jenn had watched Bria grow up. Had even babysat her on more than a few occasions.
Which made Mike's first kiss with Bria quite unexpected. A small group of friends were celebrating Bria's eighteenth birthday with Rose and Rob. Many drinks were had over loud music and dancing. It was fun. Not unlike dozens of other times that Mike and his wife were over for these kinds of little parties.
But... late that night, Mike went upstairs to use the bathroom because the downstairs one was occupied. The upstairs hall was dark. The bathroom door opened and from out of it emerged an intoxicated Bria. She paused when she saw him, but then without a word she threw her arms around her parents' friend and thanked him for coming. And then...she kissed him.
Mike didn't resist. Not only because the alcohol had lowered his own inhibitions, but also because...well, to put it bluntly -- Bria was fucking hot. Gorgeous dark eyes with unnaturally long lashes, a tanned complexion and long, thick dirty-blonde hair, she had the bone structure of a model. A supermodel. She wore braces - and had since she was sixteen, but was getting them off before the end of the summer. When she did, then she would have perfect teeth to go with perfect facial features.
Bria's body was a little too slender for his tastes. Boney. Small breasts and a small ass that didn't bubble outward very far. But she was so beautiful that he was caught up in the moment. It was a long, drawn-out kiss that left them both breathless. And then, without a word, Bria walked away and down the stairs. She rejoined her little party as if nothing just happened.
The next day, late in the afternoon, Bria came by his place to apologize. His wife, Jenn, happened to be out shopping. Mike had accepted Bria's apology and offered his own.
And then they kissed again.
And this time, in an empty house, that kiss led to the bedroom.
Making love to her that first time was very surreal. After all...he had watched Bria grow up! Over the four or five months since then, Mike and Bria maintained a secret, passionate affair. She was nearly twenty-five years his junior, but he had become completely obsessed with her.
And today he would be seeing her all afternoon with the family around. His wife. Her parents.
It was a hot day, which meant -- skimpier clothing on Bria. Her tank top was pretty snug. Her breasts were small, but the top highlighted the shape well. But he was more interested in her long, bare legs. Her denim shorts were quite short. Yes, her legs were skinny, but they were definitely growing on him. Her feet were bare and she was constantly wiggling and curling her cute toes. She didn't wear nail polish, but then again she rarely did. After several hours of teasing him whenever she walked by, or hung around, the family settled down for dinner on the deck. And after that the women - Bria, Jenn and Rose - cleaned up, moving in and out of the house while Rob and Mike chatted over a beer.
Mike walked in to use the washroom and when he glanced over, his secret lover was clearing off the island while her mom and his wife were bustling about. He looked down at Bria's ass. Those shorts were nice and tight, and although she didn't have much in the way of curves, he couldn't help but imagine her little bum naked. He had seen it often now, and he thought about those times when he kissed and worshiped it. When he emerged from the washroom and walked past again, he saw that Bria was alone. She was doing the dishes.
He walked up behind the slender teen, his eyes on her ass the entire way.
"Hey." He greeted. Bria spun around and grinned, flashing her braces.
"Mike!" She stepped up to him with her wet, dripping hands raised up for a hug. He pulled her close and she tilted her chin. He kissed her and she sucked back at him, sweetly. After staring at it all day whenever possible, he couldn't help but slide his hands straight down to her bum. He squeezed the small cheeks over her shorts. She pressed herself against him and her nimble tongue brushed across his teeth. She kissed him again and again, getting frantic. Mike broke the kiss, glancing at the backdoor in the next room nervously. And then glancing out the kitchen window to see if anyone had an angle. Nobody did, they were a little far back from the sink.
"Do you think we can get away with... going upstairs?" Bria asked naughtily, standing on her toes and kissing his chin. He released her ass and trying to pull away, but her arms squeezed harder.
"I don't think so." He said, though his penis stiffened a little. "Very risky right now."
"Aww!" Bria pouted playfully. Then she caught his mouth again with another kiss. She was incorrigible! He sucked her upper lip and was caught off guard when her tongue tried to push back into his mouth. He let it briefly enter, tasting her saliva before again pulling back. Too tempting. Way too tempting.
"Let's give people time to settle and... see about trying later?" He said. Bria smiled, revealing her braces.
"Okay!" She said, simply. Then, giving him another peck, she let him go. He watched her turn back to the sink and resume washing the dishes. He looked at her ass and the way those slender thighs disappeared into her denim shorts. His heart pounded with lust. What he wouldn't give to be able to just wrench those shorts down and bury his face in that sweet bum.
He walked away with that image burnt in his mind. He exhaled and realized his breath was trembling. Leaving the kitchen he was two steps from the sliding glass doors that led to the deck. Glancing back at her, he ran his gaze down her bare legs to where her feet stood on the linoleum. He swallowed, and turned to the door. He could see his wife and her parents were having a deep conversation. They were all sitting comfortably. They weren't coming in soon. He could probably get away with taking her upstairs.
Or maybe he really could just...eat her ass. Right there in the kitchen.
At that thought, his heart started really pounding. He flicked the lock on the glass door. If he was going to do this, he needed the warning. If they asked, he could just play dumb. Say it locked by accident. Then he quickly walked back into the kitchen, approaching Bria from the side. She turned her head and saw him coming, but he was on her quickly, sliding an arm around her slim waist. When he moved behind her, he could see both her mom and his wife sitting on the bench chatting away. He could see Bria smiling as he hovered over her. He kissed into her neck, sucking at her flesh. Even ducking into her neck though, he risked being seen through the window so he quickly kissed around to her upper back.
"Oh gawd..." Bria breathed. "Can we, like, go upstairs?" She asked, hopefully. "We can totally get away with it..." He kissed to the upper border of her crop top.
"In a minute." He said as he fell to his knees behind her. "Keep washing the dishes." Bria's cute bum was directly in front of him. Pressing his face into it over the denim, his hands reached around her and undid the button. He pulled down the zipper and the shorts fell down to her ankles.
"Oh my gawd!" Bria was smiling, the tap running in front of her. She could see her mom through the window as a man knelt behind her while her shorts were around her ankles.
Mike stared for a moment at her small ass, covered only in purple cotton panties. He kissed her bare skin just underneath the cotton. He pushed her panties up into her crack, revealing more of her tanned flesh. He kissed her again, sucking a little. Opening his mouth, he playfully bit her bum.
"Ah!" Bria squealed, twisting away a little. He kissed her again, closer to her crack. Then he grabbed her panties and wrenched them down her gangly legs. 'Wisp!'
Mike's heart thudded in his ears as he stared at the eighteen-year-old's naked ass. He kissed each of her cheeks as his hands grabbed them and squeezed. He spread them apart, revealing her puckered anus. Just beneath, he could see her labia. He breathed in her intoxicating scent as he stared. Leaning forward, he pressed his mouth against her asshole and kissed it softly. He heard her gasp as he kept his lips there and kissed her again. Bria had told him before that she washed her asshole extra carefully whenever she knew she would see him, for just this very reason. She knew he loved going down there. So he had no second thoughts about snaking his tongue out and licking hard across her anal entrance, clearly feeling the rim on the way by.
He opened his mouth and eagerly sucked at her asshole, flecking his tongue across it again and again. Squeezing her firm cheeks, he held them apart and mowed down on her bum. He poked his tongue at the tiny hole and the tip penetrated. He paused and kept it there for a moment, vibrating it up and down.
Rob had just grabbed a beer from the outdoor fridge and sat down in a different seat. Glancing at the kitchen window, he saw his daughter washing dishes. She closed her eyes for a moment, as if daydreaming. Thinking nothing of it, he turned to his wife.
