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I Have A Plan -- Trust Me -- My Plans ALWAYS Work -- Chapter 4
OR -- A 36 Year Old PHD Mother Can Learn To Just Let Go
After our Mother Daughter good morning fucks by our man Stan the super stud, Valerie and I paraded around in the kitchen totally naked fixing us all a lite breakfast with Stan's cum running down our thighs. God we looked like sluts and we loved it -- Stan thought so too based on the erection he was trying to hide with the Sunday morning newspaper -- which Valerie had sauntered out to the middle of our front yard stark naked with her Daddy's freshly deposited cum running from her pussy just to get her Daddy his newspaper -- making sure to spread her legs wide as she slowly bent over to pick up the Atlanta Constitution newspaper with her ass facing the street not caring which of the neighbors saw her -- in fact I think she was hoping they ALL would see her.
The little slut even stood there swaying her hips back and forth as she dug through the newspaper for the Sunday Comics and the bitch actually stood there reading the first page, then fumbled through the newspaper one more time before slowly waltzing back into the house. As I looked at her as if to start scolding her she smiled, winked at me then kissed me on my cheek while pinching my left nipple, running a slow moving finger across my clit then saying,
"Love you, don't let the toast burn slut!"
Then she made a big deal of hovering over her Daddy displaying all her sluttiness as she helped him sort through the newspaper for the sports and business sections that while standing in the middle of our front yard she had taken time to stick into the back of the pile inside some of the weekly advertising sale papers to hide them from her Daddy for as long as possible just so she could tease him like the bitch slut she is. I had to fight holding back a laugh -- Like Mother like Daughter..
After our late breakfast, we saw it was almost 12:15, so Valerie and I went upstairs to "get ready" for our afternoon foray. Stan even showered again, shaved , shaved his cock and balls again just to be sure he was slick and smooth, then put on comfy "easy on easy off"warm up pants and a T-shirt.
Valerie and I had gone shopping at Frederick's of Hollywood to buy us some really revealing see through underwear - the cheap trashy slut looking stuff that if they get ripped off your body no great financial loss, but one hell of a turn on about being raped and used. After getting ready, we applied a small spritz of what we knew were Sr's and Jr's favorite perfumes we wear to our necks, each breast then between our thighs, we also slipped on sheer see though look alike black gossamer cover up robes not bothering to tie the belts around our waists -- in fact we kind of forgot the belts and threw them in trash bin so there was no way Stand could make us cover up if you could call it that since they were see through.
We were for all intents stark naked for as little as our underwear and robes actually hid. It was almost 12:55 so I suggested it's time for our usual family discussion time in the den. Stan smiled knowing there was no such thing but played along. He couldn't keep his eyes of Valerie -- she looked like a horny nymphet trying to seduce her Daddy -- and well in a way we both were. The stage was set, now time for the main show!
We sat in the den with Stan across from Valerie and I on the sofa. Valerie was really putting on a show for her Daddy making me wonder if she wanted to fuck her Daddy or Jr the most -- probably BOTH knowing how much of a slut the little bitch had become. Then we all heard the door bell followed by a very loud THUMP THUMP THUMP hard knocking on the door. My pussy drenched immediately!
"Stan Slater -- we know you're home. Better open the door or we'll use force. Be a man and face it chump. You owe my employer money and we're here to get it. Open up white boi or we'll break it down!"
"Daddy -- what's going on?"
"Stan -- please don't tell me you did it again! You PROMISED no more gambling! How could you?"
"What -- no -- I mean -- OH - I see - I better get the door and put a stop to this."
It took him a second or two but my man Stan finally caught on. Looking at Valerie and I as we made sure we were now on our most lewd display as if we were asking to be raped and used by our unexpected house guests. Stan even saw how wet our pussies were since our see through panties couldn't hide how thoroughly soaked we had become. So with a huge grin, he went to the door.
"Ahhh - I think you guys have made a mistake of some kind. Maybe we can straighten this out."
Marcus Sr burst through the door pushing Stan to the side, with Jr right behind him. They were dressed in some really rugged leather jackets with no shirts, solid black jeans, some bold ghetto looking gold chains around their necks and then I saw Sr even had his pistol in his hip pocket and Jr was carrying a police style night stick.
"Well well well - a nice cozy little family get together. Big Frank said you were married and had a kid. But you sure lucked out on having a really HOT wife and I must say your daughter would make my cock hard anytime. Hmmm and dressed like two fine looking fuck sluts on a Sunday afternoon just for Daddy huh! .Were you planning on fucking BOTH of them Stan -- like a damn incestuous pervert?"
"Now where's Big Frank's money ass hole. You had last week to make payment plans and the amount was due IN FULL by 9:00 pm Friday. But you thought you could skate by again. But not this time. We're here to collect -- one way or another. With interest as of Friday your total was $248,000. Now there's another 10% interest so we need $272, 800 RIGHT FUKCING NOW -- in cash! . Best be getting into that safe and digging out the cash white boi, or you'll pay the price another way and none of you will like that way."
"STAN STLATER! How could you! You promised no more gambling. We barely made it through last time. How could you do this to us? We don't have that kind of money!"
"Ummm -- I -I -I - I don't have a safe and we sure don't have that kind of money here in the house. I promise I'll go talk to Big Frank first thing tomorrow and work something out. Just leave my family alone."
"Yeah yeah yeah -- all you dead beats are all the same - that's what you've been saying to Big Frank for months now, like some little pansy promising you'd work it out but you never fucking did ass hole. Just because you got some high and mighty job at some big shot company, you think you can do anything you want and get away with it. Well not anymore with Big Frank. Hand me your night stick -- maybe I can beat some sense into this ass hole."
"OMG PLEASE don't hurt him. Besides if he can't work, your Mr Big Frank will never get his money. I promise he will go to Mr Big Frank and get this resolved tomorrow. Can we work something out in some other way? ANYTHING -- ANYTHING AT ALL PLEASE!"
