Note to readers: The story below and subsequent chapters involves open relationships between consenting adults, including incest. Everyone involved is 18 or older. If you don't enjoy stories that involve incest then you should probably find something else to read. Thanks to Daddysgirlfl for editorial support!
The New Neighborhood
Hi, my name is Tom, Tom Brostwin.
I'm 40 years old, 6'1", I workout to stay in shape, so I'm a strong lean 200 lbs.
My family consists of me and my 20 year old daughter Heather. I've been a widower and single parent since Heather was 12. Helen, her mother, and the love of my life, left our lives suddenly, 8 years ago, when her car skidded out of control in a blizzard.
Heather is a beautiful young woman with long blonde hair, electric blue eyes, and an ever-present smile. She is 5'6" tall, has lucious soft lips, 36C tits, a narrow waist, an amazing ass, and a cleanly shaved soft plump pussy that tastes like pineapple. It also swells and blossoms when she is aroused.
Heather tricked me into having sex with her when she turned 18, and since then we have been passionate lovers. Perhaps I'll write that story some day.
I've been blessed with a cock that most women consider "large". When fully erect, it is 8 inches long and nearly 2 inches in diameter. I believe that a healthy sex life is essential to the happiness of all humans. Heather feels the same, and she and I ensure each other's happiness whenever we can.
Here is a list of the four families in the neighborhood, and other characters as they join.
Mike and Molly have just moved in with me and Heather.
Claire is now living with us as well.
This may help until you get to know them:
Howard, Hannah, Holly, Hugh
Paul, Kristen (Krissy), Patricia (Trixie), Dan
Tim, Melissa, Victoria (Tory), Rick
Keith, Suzie, Katherine(Kate), Sam
Molly, the professor, and Mike, Molly's son
Claire - the homeless magazine sales girl
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The New Neighborhood Ch. 08 Dinner Out: Meeting Dominic and Arianna
I finally had some time to relax while Trixie was with her parents and brother, and Heather was clothes shopping with Claire. I thought of Molly and how much I missed her as I drifted off, napped and dreamed of having her in bed with me.
I woke to the girls returning.
Heather and Claire returned with their purchases.
"Would you like to see what we got for Claire?" Asked Heather with a smile.
"Honestly, I think it's more fun to see the clothes over time, when you need to wear them."
"OK, so you are going to take the two of us to a nice restaurant tonight, so you go get changed and we will too!" Smiled Heather.
"Thank you Tom. I can't remember the last time I bought new clothes!" Said Claire excitedly.
"I hope that you like them!"
"So where would the two of you like to go for dinner?" I asked.
"Do you like Mediterranean?" Heather asked Claire.
"Yes, I love it!"
"How about that place near the University," suggested Heather. "Mike is back from his trip, can I ask him to join us?"
I just nodded and laughed as the girls ran upstairs to change.
"Who's Mike?" Asked Claire as the two of them disappeared into Heather's room.
I took my time getting dressed for the evening.
Since the Palladio restaurant is one of the nicer ones around I opted for dress shoes, comfortable but dressy tan cotton slacks, and a black dress shirt.
Heather and Claire came down the stairs together. Each of their smiling faces framed with blonde lustrous hair. Their lips prominent with red lipstick. Their low cut little black dresses fit snugly over their push-up bras, giving them an eye-catching amount of cleavage.
The dresses were short and pleated, flowing with every move of their hips. Black lacy stockings encased their legs and each of them wore a different style of open toed black sandals with 3-inch heels.
"Wow!" Was all I could say as the high heels caused their hips to sway with every step. "I feel like I need to change into something more dressy."
"Ummmm daddy, I don't think anyone will be looking at you," informed Heather as they both giggled.
"I have to admit that you'll be turning a few heads!"
"And swelling some others!" Winked Claire.
We piled into my SUV and headed into the City.
"Earlier you mentioned inviting Mike, but we got so busy with our new clothes that I forgot to ask," began Claire. "Is he your boyfriend?"
I was curious to hear the answer and listened intently to see how Heather would answer this.
"I'm not sure how to answer that question," began Heather. "Mike and I are very close, but it's not really a boyfriend/girlfriend exclusive relationship," she explained calmly.
Claire was clearly baffled but decided to stop asking questions. "If you like him, I'm sure that I will too!" She chirped.
As we pulled up in front of the Palladio, we all piled out of the car and I gave the keys to a young woman working as a valet. "Have a nice evening," she smiled, clearly intrigued by the older man and his two sexy young companions.
We were seated in a spacious secluded booth at the back of the restaurant. The table was covered with white linen and each place was set with a full complement of plates, glasses and flatware. I sat facing the restaurant and Claire slid in next to me. Heather was sitting opposite me, leaving room for Mike.
The hem of Clare's skirt rode up on her thighs, exposing the tops of her nylons and the red garter belt that held them in place.
Claire saw me glancing at her exposed thigh and moaned, "It makes me wet, when you look at me like that".
"Dad, are you being a perv again?" Asked Heather
"Always," I replied, and they both laughed.
"Thank you!" Smiled Claire.
Heather had slipped off one shoe and lifted her foot, between my thighs, to caress my rapidly hardening cock.
"Dad's cock is already hard," she whispered. "Apparently he likes sitting next to a flirty, sexy and sophisticated young woman," she winked, smiled, and continued to caress with her toes.