"Dad she is half your age!" I yelled.
"It's great isn't it," my dad replied with a smirk tying his tie.
"That isn't the point. She is young enough to be my sister," I continued.
"Still don't see a problem," my dad said while grabbing his briefcase.
A blonde woman in her late twenties came out into the living room, where I was talking to dad. Her 32dd breast were near to burst through her sports bra. Her bubble butt was perfectly framed by black yoga pants. She was thin with a faint six pack and lightly tanned skin. She was carrying a hot pink yoga mat when she saw me and my dad.
"Oh, hello," she said nervously.
"Brittney this is my son, Kai," my dad said.
"Hello, I'm Brittney. Your dad's fiance," she said with a large bubbly smile.
"Believe me I know," I replied with anger.
"Sweet heart I have to go to work. Kai is staying with me for a few days."
"Bye, baby," Brittney said slightly bouncing.
I can't lie, I was actually a little jealous of dad. This was probably one of the hottest women I've seen. She was your average American woman, large breast, bubble butt and blonde hair, that didn't matter to me. I had been traveling for most of the past few years only taking a week or two off during the year to see family. I just left for Singapore, when I got a text from one of my sisters telling me that mom and dad were getting a divorce. I came right back home to try to save what I knew couldn't be saved, my parent had been fighting for years. That was one of the reasons I decided to use my college years and funds to travel.
I walked into the kitchen and started my eggs for my breakfast. Brittney was staring at me, looking up she quickly stopped staring and rolled out her yoga mat. She came into the kitchen with me and opened the refrigerator. She turned back around and stared at me again, tilting her head like a puppy.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked.
"You look a lot like your dad," Brittney said with a smile.
I was 6' 2' with an athletic build. I had straight black hair that I kept pretty short, a short beard, and grey eyes. I was told my entire life, I looked just like my dad at my age, only I was more muscular compared to my dad, who was very scrawny.
"I get that a lot," I said trying not to smile.
Although I wasn't happy my dad was cheating on my mom for nearly six years, I was still embarrassed when people said I looked like my dad. I've heard people say he was a silver fox, especially when I got him to go to the gym, about six years ago. Now I know why he was so interested into working out. I just thought he wanted some more bonding time.
"You really do though, it's like I'm looking at a younger Andy," Brittney said smiling.
"Andy?" I asked.
"Your dad," Brittney said as though I was stupid.
"You mean, Andrew. He hates being called Andy."
"Doesn't mind when I calm him that."
Turning around I looked at her, "Not surprised."
Brittney blushed and started looking through the fridge for something. She bent over, giving me an amazing view of her perfect apple butt. I could feel my dick starting to get hard, I had to quickly readjust before she stood back and turned around. She walked over to me and grabbed a spoon from the drawer next to me. She walked to the table and sat down, opening the lid to her yogurt and sprinkled some blueberries into it. I pulled my eggs off the stove and put them onto a plate and grabbed a fork. I sat down at the table with Brittney. I was supposed to hate her but it was so hard to, she was really fun and told me about some of her stories from college, while I told her stories from my travels. She had the last but of yogurt on her spoon and raised it to her mouth. Just before entering her mouth, the yogurt fell off and hit the top of her breast.
"Oops," she said using a finger to wipe the yogurt of her breast.
She put her finger in her mouth and sucked the yogurt off. This caused by dick to get hard again. Brittney got up and grabbed my empty plate and put everything in the sink. She walked out to the living and room and sat on her yoga mat. I joined her in the living and sat on the apartment's couch.
"You can turn the TV on if you want," Brittney said.
"You sure, I did yoga once in India. And let me tell you, those instructors got pissed if anybody made a noise," I said.
"I'm sure," Brittney said with a smile, pushing her hair behind her ear.
I turned the TV on and went straight to the travel channel. I could see Brittney roll her eyes.
"What?" I asked with a slight chuckle.
"I should have known." she replied giggling, "So you did some yoga?"
Brittney was starting to get into a starting position facing away from me.
"Yeah, I stayed in India for a few weeks and I ended going to a yoga class. Old school yoga, not mats."
"Could you teach me anything?"
"Probably not, I don't even know the names of the poses," I said.
Lying on her stomach, Brittney pushed her butt into the air. I couldn't help but look and readjust my dick.
"This is, puppy dog stretch," she said.
"Really?" I asked nervously.
"And this," she said while getting on all fours and pushing her butt into the air again. "Is, downward facing dog."
I could see the bottom of her face, and could see a wide smile. I knew what was Brittney was doing, but I didn't care. I was enjoying the show. Repositioning, Brittney stood on one leg and put her nose to her knee, and put her other leg high into the air.
"This is, standing split. This is my favorite," she said, while looking at me.
I just silently nodded and tried to readjust without her noticing but she was looking directly at me. I just had to pray she didn't see the large bulge in my black mesh shorts. Brittney lied on her back and pushed her hips into the air. Looking directly at me, she pushed the inside of her cheek with her tongue, licked her lips and winked.
"I got a pretty early flight, I'm gonna get some sleep," I said with urgency.
"Okay," Brittney replied.
I stood up and went straight to the guest bedroom. I lied back and started jerking off but stopped myself. This was the woman that destroyed my parents marriage, and now I was stroking my cock to her. I quickly stopped myself and just turned over. I was pretty tired, since my flight landed at three in morning. I quickly fell asleep, trying to get my mind off Brittney.
I started to wake up when I could feel something warm and wet on my cock. It felt amazing, suddenly it felt like something was swirling the tip of my penis. Looking down I saw something bobbing up and down at my waist. I gasped realising what was happening. I pulled the blanket off me and saw blonde hair blocking the person's face.
"You don't look exactly like your dad, apparently," Brittney said popping my cock out of her mouth.
"You need to stop," I said trying not to cum right then.
"Your cock is so big." Brittney put my cock next to her forearm, "It has to be at least ten inches and it's so thick. I can barely get my hand around it."
Brittney continued to stroke my cock and it felt amazing. I hadn't had sex in nearly two years, with all the traveling I wasn't able to.
"You need to stop," I said trying to hide a moan.
"Why, you like it. And I need to get a young cock in me. Your dad is nice but he just can't please me," Brittney said kissing the tip of my cock and licking it from balls to the tip.
