Rachel The Exhibitionist Pt 02

CHAPTER 1

If you read part 1 of this story, you know that Rachel, my stepdaughter, had moved in with her fiance and was a porn actress. They are now married and she still does porn. She is 26 now, has dyed her hair blonde, is still quite pretty, and is pretty successful in the porn industry. I had helped her in the beginning with some contracts. But, as she got bigger, I told her she needed someone who knew more about the business. I am not qualified to do that type of contract. I deal more with tax law.

She and Bill have moved to California so Gloria and I don't see them very often. They moved there thinking it would be the best place for her to break into the acting world. She got a few commercials spots and a couple of minor parts on daytime TV shows, but nothing big. She did some porn videos to supplement her income and found it to be pretty lucrative. Gloria and I didn't know any of this until a year or so later.

But they fly in occasionally and we have flown out there to visit. So we probably see them 4 or 5 times a year. Maybe 6. And, if you recall, Rachel used to give me the panties she was wearing occasionally. She still did that sometimes when we visited or they visited us. And twice I received a special delivery package, and upon opening it, discovered a pair of panties in a zip-lock baggie with an R written on the outside. I still have them. Hidden, of course.

Gloria had her restaurant up and running and was doing pretty well. I am still practicing law. We have moved to a different house but are still in Georgia. We are 45 and 47 now. We never discuss Rachel's profession. Gloria chooses to ignore it. I think she disapproves, but she doesn't disown her or anything. She just doesn't want to discuss it. And she is also fearful. Fearful that Rachel will get some disease and that there are a lot of shady characters in that industry. And she's probably right. So it's never mentioned.

CHAPTER 2

Rachel came to visit in April. She came alone. She said Bill was busy with work and couldn't get away. She was going to be staying with us for 2 weeks. We had plenty of room as the house we had bought has 3 bedrooms and 2 baths. So there was no sense wasting money on a motel. Gloria wasn't able to take off from work because her restaurant was still fairly new and she was afraid to leave for too long, but she did take a couple of days each week to spend time with her daughter. And Rachel spent a fair amount of time at the restaurant. I had an office downtown, and a few employees, but did quite a bit of my work from home and let them handle the office.

Rachel and I spent some time together. Either going out to eat or at home. As I mentioned earlier, Rachel had dyed her hair blonde. I noticed, too, that she had had some other work done, as well. A nose job, her lips looked a little fuller, and possibly her breasts were a little larger. Not that they needed to be, she already had a nice rack, but I guess in porn bigger is better. I think I liked the way she looked before better, but she was still quite pretty. And she still liked to show what she's got. She seemed to dress a little more conservatively out in public, but around the house she still dressed pretty provocatively. I wondered if maybe she was afraid of being recognized and called out as a porn actress so she tried to not draw so much attention.

We went to her Mom's restaurant one day for lunch. It was named Gloria's. We ate and visited with Gloria some but it was a busy day for the restaurant so we didn't stay real long. We stopped at a clothing store on the way home. Rachel said she needed to pick up something. And sure enough a guy recognized her in the parking lot and asked, "Hey! Aren't you that girl in those porn videos?" And mentioned her stage name.

She said, "No. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure. I know it's you. I've seen a thousand videos of you. I love 'em all."

She started to respond but I stepped in. "Listen, Buddy. She said you are mistaken. I don't know who you think she is but she's not that person. Now move along and leave us alone." And he did.

She said,"Thank you. I hate when that happens. One of the perils of being an actress. You know I've always loved attention but society is so unaccepting of porn actresses. It's like they look at us as second class citizens. Bill's actually gotten in a couple of fistfights over stuff like that. So, thanks."

"Not a problem. And I understand. So many people watch porn, and love it, but they don't want anybody to know they watch it. Except assholes like that guy I guess."

We finished our shopping and went home. Gloria got in from work about 6. The restaurant was open until 10 but she could leave it in the hands of the staff for the evening shift. We all had a nice dinner together that Rachel and I prepared. We spent a wonderful evening visiting and went to bed around 11.

CHAPTER 3

Gloria went to work the next day. Rachel and I were at home lounging. It was a Saturday. It brought back memories of when she lived with us. She was wearing very short shorts that allowed me several glances of the bottoms of her ass cheeks. And her top was so tight I thought her big tits would burst out any second. She still had a great body, fantastic breasts, great legs, and an ass that I couldn't keep my eyes off of. We got some lunch and talked. During a lull in our conversation Rachel asked, "Can I tell you a secret?" When I said sure, she continued, "When I used to live here and teased you all the time? I.., uh..., well..., always had a secret desire to fuck you."

That rocked me. I never expected that. "Oh. Okay. I never knew that."

"Yeah. I thought you were very handsome. Well, you still are. But I guess I had a crush on you. And Mom always told me you were a fantastic lover. I always hoped that by teasing you it would make you want me, and you would make a move. I was too afraid to do anything. I didn't want you to hate me. And I was afraid of messing up your and Mom's marriage."

"Rachel. I am flattered. And, if we're being honest with each other here, I always wanted to fuck you, too. But I was afraid you'd tell your mom if I ever tried anything. Yeah, your teasing drove me nuts, and I thought you were the sexiest girl I had ever seen. I wanted you some kinda bad and had to use a lot of self restraint not to make a move."

"I'll be damned. I wish I had known."

"It's probably a good thing we were both too scared to do anything. Gloria would have killed us both."

"Yeah. I know."

I had to go at that point to get on a conference call with my office and a client in New York. That took about an hour.

CHAPTER 4

After I ended my call I went out to the living room. Rachel was lying on the couch reading a book. She had one leg cocked up and looked sexy as hell. She put her book down and asked how my call went. I told her it went well. That my client was pleased with the work me and my staff had done for him.

Rachel excused herself and said she'd be right back. I sat down with my drink and relaxed. When she came back she sat on the opposite end of the couch. "So," she started, "Have you seen any of my videos or movies?"

"Yes. As a matter of fact I have. Not all of them, but a few." I had not seen any of them until one day at work I heard a couple of the interns talking. One of them asked if the other had seen (name left out for discretion). He said he had not. The guy said he should look her up, that she's super, super hot. I looked her up on a porn site and sure enough there was my own sweet stepdaughter. Doing to some guy what I had always wanted her to do to me. I watched a few more, and still occasionally watch some.

"So. What do you think?"

"You're wonderful. A good actress. So much better than most of the others I've seen. You make it look like you actually enjoy it. Well, maybe you do for all I know. You have a great 'presence' on camera. And you're frigging gorgeous. But, I gotta ask. How do you deal with all those guys pawing you and handling you like a piece of meat?"

"Thank you for the compliments. And it's just a job. Like any other job. Well, different from most, I guess, but you know what I mean. I go in, do what I'm paid to do and go home. And if anybody gets too rough, or gets out of line, there are men there to handle it. And no, I don't enjoy it. I mean, I enjoy sex. With Bill. And with my other boyfriends before him. But, no, it's all an act in the videos. "

"Well, you put on a good act. And I'm glad to hear there are guys to handle anybody that gets rough. I worry about you. And so does your Mom."

"I know mom hates it. But it pays the bills. With plenty left over, I might add. I went into it because I do love attention and having men watch me. As you know. Do you disapprove of me?"

"No. Not at all. Like I said, I worry. But I don't look down on you at all. You always wanted to be an actress, and you made it. I'm proud of you."

"Thanks, Mark. That means a lot to me." She scooted over and hugged me. I was aware of her tits pressing against me, and the smell of her perfume. She lifted her head and kissed my cheek.

CHAPTER 5

We sat in silence for a minute. Then she asked, "Can I get your opinion on something?

"Sure. What?"

I just a got a new outfit for a video I'm shooting when I get back. I'm playing a slutty girl trying to get a job at an attorney's office. How funny is that? You being an attorney and all."

"Pretty coincidental."

"Anyway, will you tell me what you think of my outfit?"

"Of course. I'd love to see it."

She went and changed. She came back wearing a very short black leather skirt with a zipper in the back. Her legs were covered in black fishnet stockings held up by garters. The skirt was short enough that the garters were visible. Her top was a tight, white button up blouse that was too small for her with the top 3 buttons undone. Her breasts were trying to break out. And her black bra was visible where the blouse was unbuttoned. She was wearing high heels. She had her hair up in a bun, and wore black framed glasses. She had put mascara on and bright red lipstick. And she was carrying a folder.

She stood and let me take it all in. She slowly turned all the way around, giving me a view of the overall package. "So. What do you think?"

"Well, you definitely got the slutty part down. But, DAMN! That's hot. Sexy as hell. I am quite sure you will get the job."

"Thanks. I thought it was trashy enough. Would you like to see how the video goes?"

"Sure."

"Well. His secretary tells me he's ready for me and I go into his office. He tells me to take a seat."

She acts this out as she's telling me and sits in a chair and crosses her legs.

"I sit in a chair across from him at his desk. He asks about my experience and qualifications and I tell him where I went to school and where I've worked in the past. Then I get up and go around to him and tell him his tie is crooked. I lean over and adjust his tie, giving him a view of my tits."

She did this to me as she talked. I wasn't wearing a tie, but she pretended.

"Then I ask if it's okay if I sit on the couch instead of that chair. It looks more comfortable. I know this will allow me to show my legs and let him see my panties if I spread my legs a little."

She sits on a chair across from me and twirls the hair hanging over her ears in her fingers. As she continues telling me the plot she spreads her legs slightly. Just enough to tease. I can't see panties yet.

She then said, "Tell you what. You're a lawyer. He's a lawyer. You sit here and I'll sit on the couch like the script says. You play him."

"Well. Okay. If you say so. But I don't know the lines."

"Shit. He probably don't either. Just wing it."

I sat in the chair where she had been and she sat on the couch. She started telling me about her past jobs and references. As she did she crossed her legs, drawing attention to them. I asked why she wanted to work here at this firm. She said she had always heard good things about us and thought she would be a good fit. She uncrossed her legs giving me a quick pant shot. She left her legs spread a little and I saw her bare upper thighs and the straps of her garters.

She asked if it was hot in here and unbuttoned another button of her blouse as she fanned herself. I told her it was most definitely heating up. She giggled. She told me to come sit beside her so she could show me her qualifications and held up the folder she had carried in with her.

I went and sat on the couch. She slid over right next to me and said, "I don't bite." She opened the folder and showed me what was inside. It was several pictures of her in various states of undress, and a couple of nudes. She touched my arm, my face, and my thigh as we talked. She crossed her legs, causing the skirt to hike up higher. It was above the tops of her stockings.

After another minute of this she said, "Well. You get the gist of it. Do you want to continue and do the whole thing?"

"I definitely see where it's headed. So, no. You don't have to play out the whole thing. It's hot as hell. I've seen others very similar, but yours will be the best."

"Thank you. So. Do you still want to fuck me?"

I was stunned. I didn't expect that question. She had said she wanted to when she lived here, but that was years ago. I figured that now that she was married and successful she would have given up that notion. I said, "Well. Yeah. I mean, you're a beautiful, irresistible, sexy, desirable woman. Any man would want to. But I wouldn't expect you to still want to. Would you?"

She smiled at me and said, "I still think you are hot. And, yes, I would. I gotta tell you the truth. That little show I just did? It's not for a video. That's been done a million times. I did that for you. To turn you on."

"Well, it certainly worked." And it had turned me on. My dick was about half hard during the whole thing. I wanted to take it out and masturbate, but that would not have been appropriate.

"And I bought this outfit especially for this. That's what I got at the clothing store yesterday."

"Well. I love it."

"But it has to be kept a secret. Mom or Bill neither one can ever know."

"That goes without saying. I don't want anything to happen to either one of our marriages."

"Okay then. How would you like to do this?"

"Really? We're going to do this? Right now?"

"Right now."

"Well. I always fantasized, and still do to tell you the truth, about slowly undressing you. Then kissing that marvelous body from head to toe."

"Then let's get started." She stood up and asked, "Where?"

"Right here. Is it okay if I kiss you? I know that sounds stupid. But I don't know what the protocol is for this."

She laughed. "There is none. Just shut up and kiss me."

I pulled her against me and locked my lips onto hers. God, she tasted good. That bright red lipstick was cherry flavored. She ground against me as we kissed. I wanted to rip her clothes off and throw her down and stick my cock in her right away. But no. I need to slow down. Take my time and enjoy every second of this dream come true. I ran my hand up and down her back and continued kissing her.

I removed my lips from hers and kissed her neck. She tilted her head. I nibbled on her ear and stuck my tongue into it. "I can't believe this is happening. I've dreamt about this many times."

"Oh, it's happening. I've wanted this for so long also. Like I said, I always wanted you to fuck me, and I still do."

I kissed her forehead. I undid the tie that was holding her long blonde hair up and it fell loose. She shook her head and it cascaded around her pretty face. I took her glasses off. "Nice touch," I told her. "They did give you a scholarly look as well as adding to your sexiness."

"Thanks." She locked her lips onto mine again. She raised her leg between mine and rubbed it against my hard cock. I cupped her ass in my hands.

I pulled back from her and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Without a doubt."

I stepped back a half a step. I reached for the buttons of her blouse. There were only 2 still buttoned and I had them undone in 10 seconds. I pushed the sides back and gazed at her huge tits in a pretty black bra with holes for her nipples to poke through. It was lacy, frilly, and silky. Her nipples were hard and protruded through the holes. I softly ran my fingertips over them. She watched as I gently rubbed her nipples, then cupped her tits in my hands. I squeezed them, and caressed the bare skin above the cups, then kissed her chest above the bra.

I kissed her once again and rubbed my hands over her bare back under her shirt. I cupped her ass cheeks for a few seconds. I pulled back again to see her as I continued to undress her. I pushed the blouse back off her shoulders and pulled it down over her arms. I let it drop at her feet. I kissed her upper chest and ran my hands all over her upper body. I kissed the exposed tops of her breasts above her bra again. I leaned over and kissed her belly. She put her hands in my hair.

I straightened up, kissed her lips again, then pulled back to watch as I reached behind her to unhook the top of her skirt. I slid the two halves of the clasp apart, which wasn't easy because the skirt was tight as hell. I took the tab of the zipper in my fingers and started easing it downward. It went about halfway down the back of the skirt. When I reached the end I started pushing downwards on the skirt. As I said, it was tight, and leather doesn't slide on skin easily, so it wasn't easy, but when I got it to her knees it dropped and she stepped out of it.

I stood back to gawk at her. Holy fuck, she was sexy. Standing there in her sexy black bra, matching crotchless panties, garter belt and stockings, and high heels. "You like?" she asked.

"Hell yeah I like. A lot. You are truly a stunning woman. Even more gorgeous than you were when you lived here."

I took her in my arms and kissed her ravenously. She snaked a hand down between our bodies and grasped my hard cock in her hand. She squeezed it and rubbed it through my pants. I pulled back once more to watch as I revealed more of her. She continued squeezing my cock. I reached around behind her to unclasp her bra. When I got the clasp undone it practically popped off. Her big tits seemed happy to be free and sprang out. I expected them to sag because they were so big, but they did not. Which I should have known from watching her videos. I assumed she had implants. There's no way tits that big could NOT sag without help. I mean, they're not enormous or anything, but pretty big. I loved them. I kissed all over them as she undid my pants, slid the zipper down and reached into my shorts to grab my dick. My shorts dropped to my feet. I felt her soft hand on my cock and wanted to explode. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and rolled the other one between my thumb and forefinger. She was moaning, "Oh Mark. That feels so good."

I worked my shoes off with my feet and stepped out of my pants. She pushed my boxers down and I stepped out of them as well. Then she lifted my shirt over my head leaving me naked except for socks.

She said, "I think we should go to the bedroom. I don't like fucking on the floor."

"Me neither." She reached out and I took her hand. She led the way and I followed, watching her ass undulate as she walked. She led me into the bedroom she was staying in and asked, "What do you want to do now?"

"This," I said, and pushed her back onto the bed. She was laying on her back. I lifted her foot, removed her high heel, and kissed her foot. I did the same with the other one. Then I unsnapped the snaps of her garters and rolled her fishnet stockings down her legs and pulled them off one at a time. I then took her foot in my hand and raised it to my mouth. I kissed all over it and ran my tongue between her toes. She giggled and said, "That tickles. But I like it." I sucked her toes and then did the same with the other foot. She has very pretty feet.