While I was in my sophomore year in college, my parents separated and divorced. It came as a total shock to me. I thought they had the perfect marriage and could not understand the breakup.
I had grown up as an only child and thought my parents were both loving and wonderful. I was devastated.
When I returned home for Christmas break, it was so strange to not have my handsome daddy there. What was even stranger, and shocking, was the hunk that had moved in with my mom.
Mom introduced me to Roger. I was dumbfounded and speechless. Roger was tall, handsome, and a very distinguished looking man, with just a touch of gray in his dark hair.
Roger was very polite and quickly put me at ease. Soon we were chatting away as if we were old friends. Yet in the back of my mind, I was wondering about daddy.
Later that evening, while mom and I were alone, I asked, "Mom what went wrong between you and daddy?"
She explained that over the years the spark had gone out of their marriage and each of them had reached out to others for refuge and contentment.
"You mean sex, otherwise, how would you explain Roger?" I asked.
The look on my mother's face was incredible. She was struggling to respond.
Finally, she responded, "A woman does have needs."
I excused myself and went directly to my room. Later while contemplating leaving and going to stay with daddy, I was shocked to hear my mother and Roger in the throes of having sex.
"Oh yes, Roger, fuck me", I heard her shriek.
I could hear the slapping of two bodies. Obviously, Roger was pounding her good. As distraught as I was, I could not help feeling a tingling in my pussy. I began to masturbate and was surprised to find my pussy had gotten very moist. I soon frigged myself to a very good orgasm.
My decision was made, I was leaving and going to stay with my daddy.
The next morning, I dropped the bomb on my mom, and told her of my decision. She looked at me and said, "I think you should visit your dad, I'm sure he would be very happy to see you. Our decision to divorce was mutual and we parted on good terms. Our only concern was you."
She sure is taking my leaving quite well, I thought. Perhaps my being here was a problem for Roger.
Later I telephone my dad and asked if I could come stay with him for the remainder of my Christmas break. He was ecstatic and said he would send a driver for me. While waiting for the driver, mom left me and Roger alone, as she had some things to do.
Roger said. "Sharon, I hope I'm not the reason for your sudden departure.'
"No, I had planned on visiting my daddy all along," I responded.
He was being extremely nice, and I could not help liking him, even though he was probably responsible for my parent breakup.
Then I caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a very hard big cock tenting in his pants. My breath was taken away.
I almost fainted. Roger jumped up and grabbed me to keep me from falling. He held me close and I could feel his rigid cock against my abdomen. The was no mistaking. Roger was sporting a big hardon and it was pressed up against me.
Oh my god, did I cause that, I wondered?
Roger very gently sat me down in a big overstuffed chair.