A Room with a View.
Fortunately before the pandemic made it impossible I had to drive up to the north of England on some business concerning the estate of a relative who'd died. I'd booked myself into an AirBnB place, an ordinary terraced house in a street of almost identical run down looking houses. I've stayed in better places but this place was cheap, parking was free and the house was within walking distance of the solicitors' office I had to visit.
When I arrived at the house the door was opened by an attractive woman about my age, early forties, with dark curly hair, displaying a good figure in tight blue jeans and a close fitting shirt. Almost immediately her husband appeared behind her. On making my booking I'd learned their names were Jerry and Sandra.
When I told them I'd booked the room Jerry yelled over his shoulder "Joanna!" A pretty girl appeared from a back room, their daughter. She looked around twenty, my own daughter's age. She had dark hair the same colour as her mother's loose to her shoulders and I could see she had just as good a figure as her mother's with big breasts bulging under her pink wooly jumper. But what caught my eye most was her bare very shapely legs in the shortest blue denim miniskirt I have ever seen. Joanna's father asked her to show me to the room. I followed Joanna up the stairs with my eyes locked on the backs of her long smooth legs and her bum cheeks peeping out under her incredibly short skirt as it flicked up with her steps.
Though the outside of the house was run down, the inside was well decorated and my room was immaculate, cosy and looked recently decorated. There was a big wide double bed, a wardrobe and an en suite bathroom. My cock was already rising from the upskirt view I'd got of Joanna going up the stairs and ogling her big breasts as we chatted, but things got even better. Joanna went to the window and bent over with her back toward me to lean on the sill.
"There's a lovely view from here," Joanna said, looking at me over her shoulder.
As she spoke Joanna gave me a mischievous grin and smoothly rubbed her bare thighs together. She might have meant the distant hills I could see but she treated me to a far more spectacular view. What little there was of her skirt rode even higher showing her cheeky bottom crossed by a tiny triangle of white cotton panties and the thin white gusset strip of her panties between her legs.
"There certainly is," I replied as my eyes stored up "wank fodder" to be savoured in my masturbation fantasies later that night.
It was already dusk and I went down and asked Sandra about finding somewhere to eat in the town. As we chatted Sandra told me they'd gone into AirBnB because the economic situation in their town was so bad. Lots of people were on benefits, her husband Jerry was just about holding onto his low paid job in a warehouse, Sandra herself had a part time job in a local supermarket and Joanna was a waitress in a café. Fortunately they were close to some good tourist country in the nearby hills and got quite booked up in summer. She told me they did very well from the AirBnB business.
I soon found it was a dingy town with its industries gone, streets of closed down shops, derelict buildings and homeless people camped in shop doorways. There was nowhere decent to eat, only tacky burger, kebab and pizza places and a few dreary pubs. I had a pizza and a beer in a cheerless pub then with nothing else worth looking at in the town and with the rain getting steadily heavier I went back to the house and my room.
To occupy the lonely evening hours in the solitude and privacy of my room I'd planned an evening of porn and masturbation. I'd bought a couple of porn magazines on the way and I'd "borrowed" a pair of my daughter's used cream and blue flower patterned cotton panties from her laundry basket to play with. Before my solo sex orgy I took a shower.
During my shower I'd been hungrily anticipating the long hard masturbation session I was going to have. In the porn I'd browsed one of the girls I'd ogled had looked just like my pretty blonde daughter, and of course I just couldn't get Joanna's short skirt, legs and bum cheeks out of my mind. With all that to look forward to my lustful penis had strained up rock hard nearly vertical by the time I stepped back into the bedroom stark naked.
Then what I saw stopped me in my tracks. There on the bed in front of me was Joanna, kneeling wide legged wearing just a tiny black lace bra and panty set, sheer tan stockings and black high heels. Her bra cups only just slung her big breasts and the lace of her panties was so sheer I could see the dark shadow of her bush of cunt hair through them. As I stood staring at her she didn't say a word but gave me a smile as mischievous as the one she'd given me over her shoulder that afternoon. Then came my second shock. From behind me I heard Sandra's voice.
"I saw you couldn't keep your eyes off my lovely daughter. Well here she is, all for you."
I spun and saw Sandra in a recess between the wardrobe and the wall. She was also just in her underwear, a pale purple bra and panties, brief but not as skimpy as Joanna's, and she was browsing through one of my porn magazines.
"Don't worry about my husband," Sandra continued. "He knows all about us. Times are hard in this town. We wondered if for a little extra on the bill you'd like to take some naughty pictures like in your magazine?"
I was stunned. Sandra was offering me her daughter as a porn model! But as Sandra spoke Joanna hooked her thumb over the top hem of her panties and momentarily pulled the front down just far enough to show me her young pussy in all its glory. Kneeling like that had pulled Joanna's vagina slit open and her pink labia were peeing through her almost black pubic hair. As she showed me her cunt Joanna gave me a grin, now more lecherous than mischievous, and I realised she wasn't being simply mercenary. But more was to come.
