I watched as he moved in next door. This neighborhood was currently going through revitalization, as the young couples who used to live here had become parents causing their need for bigger places. Only six months ago the moving van was in front of my place moving me in. I continued to watch while I covertly watched the men move all of the furniture in. I noticed some pretty hip stuff so I concluded that the new owner must have been one of the four younger college guys. They were split, three in their fifties while the others seemed to be in their twenties. I continued to watch them for about fifteen minutes, then not to appear too obvious, I went inside. I could feel all of their eyes on me when I entered. I am not sure if I did it intentionally or not, but I knocked over the chair I was sitting in when I got up. I hastily picked it up knowing that the noise it made definitely drew the attention of the movers. I of course took the opportunity to swing my tight young ass as sexily as I could when I sashayed inside. Glancing over my shoulder just before entering I confirmed my suspicion that the men were watching. All of them had stopped and were looking my way, well actually staring. I flipped my long, halfway down my back, blonde hair seductively in their direction. I went inside to accomplish my chores, every once in a while sneaking a glance or two next door.
Over the next few months I watched the comings and goings next door but noticed no in particular female friend, which I had hoped for after seeing this hunk. At 6' 2", 160 lbs. this guy certainly kept in good shape. His swimmers body with a slightly hairy chest looked good enough to eat. We had a chance to talk a little over time until I finally had the courage to ask him to dinner, promising him a great time. At 54 years old he was a little taken back by the attention this young lady was giving him, but he never saw what was coming. Bob readily agreed to dinner on Friday night. She nearly creamed her pants at his acceptance, her mind racing to how she would seduce her new "Daddy".
She went shopping that week picking up her outfit, knowing she had to dress special. Exiting the store after picking out a nice little school girl outfit, plaid skirt, plain white blouse, bobby socks, and white dress shoes. Underneath this she decided not to wear a bra but instead let her 34a breasts hang free. Ya she knew they were kind of small, but concluded it just added to the effect, she would ask him later she thought. For under the skirt she chose a white lace thong that just screamed "fuck me". Looking at the effect this outfit had on her she could only think of one way to describe it, erotically naughty! With the blouse constantly rubbing on her nipples, they stayed quite hard and quite visible through the white blouse. It was tied in between and just below her tits so that when she leaned over just right a clear view of her excited nipple on top of her tit could be seen easily. This she would definitely use to her advantage throughout the night.
During their conversations it was revealed to her that since catching his wife cheating on him two years ago, he had not been with other women. He somehow felt inaccurate, or else it would have never happened. He said her only excuse was that she had grown old of him. He although did get a little satisfaction in knowing he left her with minimal assets, actually all he left her with was the house and bills. Turns out the guy that she cheated on him with was laughed out of the area in a divorce that cost him every thing too. Even though she tried to cheer him up with her words, it did not seem to work. She knew she had to help and it had nothing to do with her being so hot for him she used her vibrator and thought of him almost every night.
When he rang her door bell that Friday night he got quite the pleasant thrill. Bounding into his arms was this delicious young, 19 years old, girl from his dreams. Dreams he had been having but never really thinking it would come true.
Jumping into his arms, kissing him on the cheek, she blurted out, "Welcome home Daddy! I could not wait to see you. I am so glad you are home!" She did not give him time to respond. Taking his hand she was relieved to find that he was following her agreeably. Pushing him down onto the couch she put his feet up on the table. Glancing down she could already see the beginnings of his hard-on, obviously getting excited.
For his part he was totally surprised by the actions of this young girl. Recovering he knew what part he was to play in this scene, one of his favorite fantasies. She was right; he was definitely getting a hard-on watching this young school girl removing his shoes and socks. Leaving him she went to retrieve a drink for the two of them, scotch on the rocks for him and a soda, complete with straw for her. Leaning over to give him his drink he took the opportunity to get a good look at the hard nipped tit that came into view. She also noticed the look and was happy to see the pleasure in his eyes.
Snuggling closely next to him on the couch, "How was your day daddy?"
"Oh honey, you do not want to hear about my day do you? I know you want to tell me why you have been a bad little girl," he said with a stern look on his face.
She knew that something she did was not right. She thought about it for a second then realized that when she bent down to get the scotch he must have seen the panties she had worn. Not letting on, "Daddy, I have cleaned the house, did the laundry and dinner is almost ready, what did I do wrong?"
"Is that the proper school uniform that you are supposed to wear?" Reaching in to slightly twist one nipple, hearing a small whimper escape her mouth, "Just where is the bra you are supposed to have on covering these sweet tits? You know all the boys and men stare at you when you do not wear one."
"Daddy you know I hate that thing. It is so tight that it makes me look like I have no tits!" she replied as she continued squirming due to the sensations giving to her nipples, as he alternated twisting both of them.
"So you would rather go to school looking like a slut young lady? Do you like that the guys stare at you? You know what they want to do," he replied as he brought both hands to fondle her ripe young tits.
"Yes I feel pretty when they stare at me Daddy, is that wrong?" she inquired.
"Yes I really do understand honey, that's why you can not dress like a slut when you go to school. It is different when you are here, I rather like it," he responded.
A glow came to her face knowing that Daddy liked her being a slut. "So it would please you see me dressed this way? You like my young body? I would do anything to please you!" Thinking that she may not get punished for the panties, "I would love to keep you happy dressing this way."
