This incident happened to me in the summer of 2001 and as I'm sure you are aware the thought and images still gets me very very hard.
It all started when I met this girl called Sandra, Sandra was from North London, twenty years of age and a cheeky little cow. We started dating after she told me I reminded her of her dad and that I said she could be my little girl. This was Sandra turn on at the time.
We had been dating for about a month when I finely got to meet her parents and her two younger sisters. It was a Sunday afternoon meeting which at first was pretty awkward until her father and I realised that we supported the same football team. We chatted about them for several hours and laughed about their rivals. The night ended up a good laugh and very quickly I became one of the family.
Sandra's two sisters, Sarah and Kat were just eighteen, they shared many of Sandra's looks, long blonde hair, pert little breasts and tight arse, but Sandra had a softer rounder figure, something to hold on to so to speak. Sarah and Kat did everything together and over the next few months it became a bit of a game to see if I could embarrass them and tease them. Now Sandra worked as a waitress and would often work late shifts, I would go and collect her and drop her home, occasionally we would fuck in the car, but as the relationship grew stronger we would stay at her house and I would sneak out in the early hours.
One morning her father had caught me and I had a lecture about safe sex and being courteous. It was agreed I could stay over and things from there just got better and better.
Sandra's father was in a well-paid job that took him abroad once a month, he worked over in the Middle East, so would go for a week or so at a time. On one occasion he had a project that would take him a month to complete so his wife decided to spend several weeks out there with him.
Sarah had been given a week of late shifts and I had a week off from work, so I would stay over at hers and then potter around during the day. It was during August so Sarah and Kat were of from school, they were at that time, between leaving secondary school and going to college. The girls would often sleep in and I would wake up, kiss Sandra good-bye and go and do my thing.
It was a Friday night when I had gone round to Sandra's and waited for her to come home, she had started to get lifts from one of the other waitresses, which meant more often than not I was warming the bed for when she returned. It was late and Sandra rang to say she was going to go out for a few drinks, I encouraged her to have fun and if she wanted to stay at her friends that night it was okay, she readily agreed and said she would wake me in the morning.