``I don't care whether you tried to surprise me or not, when you meet me at church you will please be dressed appropriately!" I was having
one heck of an argument with my college-age daughter who ``surprised" me by coming home for Sunday and meeting me at our church. Normally, I would be pleased to see her anytime and anywhere -- but today she
came prancing into church and plopped herself next to me on the pew showing everyone everything she had and leaving nothing to the
imagination. She was dressed in a lovely blouse/mini skirt set. The blouse was thin and silky, leaving nothing to the imagination as her
braless breasts bounced under the thin material causing her young
nipples to give a free show to the whole church. Her mini skirt was
so short that she had no choice but to give free glimpses at her lovely smooth legs and her satin panties (pink they were) under her
skirt. Her makeup was much to much for church -- and, well -- I just felt uncomfortable with her dressed that way.
``You're a prude, dad," she quipped. ``Anyhow, I just came home to meet my brother's new squeeze. I hear she's a real winner!"
``I wouldn't know about that", I replied. I hadn't met my son's newest girl friend. But being 17, he seemed to be going through them
quick enough.
``Well, behave yourself", said Julie (my daughter). ``Jack said he
was bringing her here to meet me today and I want to give a good
impression."
``Well, the next time you pop up at church, just wear something decent!" I wasn't finished with my argument and felt a little put aside by Julies' changing the subject. But that was how life was
right now.
I am a 44 year-old widowed male, in good shape physically and mentally, with three children. Julie is 22 and in college studying psychology. Jack is 17 and trying to get out of highschool. And my youngest is Tony who is 14 and quite shy -- but doing well for an adolescent young man. I had been widowed for nearly three years now; my wife having died of cancer -- and life had gone on. I hadn't dated or been with another woman in these past three years -- and quite
frankly, I hadn't had any sexual relationship with my wife for two years prior to her death. That was because of her illness.
We sat down to have lunch when Jack and Amber, his new girl friend showed up. What a looker SHE was! She was taller than Jack by at
least three inches -- and taller than me by almost 4 inches. She had a beautiful shape, sexy legs -- dynamite ass -- big breasts which fit her frame quite well. She had blonde hair and blue eyes that seemed to look straight through a person. Her lips were full and she had an almost wicked chuckle and laugh. She smelled wonderful!
I guess I must have stared at her with my mouth open for a few moments, because Julie told me to ``shut my mouth and quit drooling". I turned red and was quickly introduced by Jack. We made some small talk and Julie and Amber had a great time getting acquainted. I couldn't get over how beautiful my son's new girl friend was. She
seemed almost too old -- or too mature -- or too SOMETHING for him.
More than several times in the next hour we locked eyes together, and she wouldn't drop the gaze for a moment. Each time it was as if she
stared me down until I lowered my eyes to break contact. Her smell was intoxicating and she knew it.
I guess the most embarrassing part of the afternoon was after one particular time she stared me down and then asked me to fetch her a
drink. I didn't offer it; she just instructed me to bring her something ``cool." I got up and quickly sat down because I had such a
hardon. My dick was clearly polking through my slacks and I had to do some quick ``adjusting" before I could get her drink. She stared at
me with that wicked smile the whole while with her eyes focused on my little problem.
Actually, I was glad when they left. I told Jack to be home at a decent hour -- school the next day! Julie flew out the door on her way back to school promising to ``dress more conservatively next
time." It was time to call it a day. Isn't it something where those kids will take you when you least expect it!
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It was Monday -- and I was enjoying a free day at home without any disruptions. Actually, I was fooling around, playing my ``games" that
I play when nobody else is around. As I said, it has been a long time since I had sex with a woman. I guess that is why I began to turn to some sex videos and light porno magazines -- to settle my cravings for some sort of sexual release.
So, the house being empty and all, I got out some of my female domination magazines. I get a kick out of those things -- actually, to be truthful -- they turn me on. I took a pair of my wife's p
``Not today," Amber said with a grin. ``For now, I think I shall work on my new recruit." And with that She led me into the bathroom where
She made me watch as She took a shower. She made me take a hot bath-- and then She shaved my legs, arms, underarms and what little hair i
had on my chest and back. ``you will keep yourself like this from now on, cissy", She demanded.
Leading me into my bedroom, She rifled through my dresser drawers taking out all my male underwear. i watched as she cut each piece in
shreds. She then emptied my wife's lingerie drawer into my dresser and told me that my ``life had just changed." ``You enjoy wearing
your wife's pretty frilly things? Well girl! That's all you get to wear from now on!", She said with a wicked laugh. She sprayed me with some of Her perfume and then put her pair of panties -- black -- over my head with the crotch by my nose -- so that i could become addicted by Her smell. ``Within a week, you will do anything to please Me," She said. ``you will smell my pussy every waking moment you have by wearing these panties over your sissy head. you will sleep with these panties over your pathetic head every night. The smell will never go away -- and the more you inhale, the more enslaved you will become to ME!"
That smell -- somehow it was so intoxicating that i could not escape. As i smelled the panties, my mind became stupid and pliable. i agreed
to everything She was saying, not even fully knowing all that She was telling me. All i knew was that i had to agree!
``Keep your legs and body shaved, cissy", She said. ``I will see you next Monday -- after I've had a good talk with Julie. I think She will be the next one I recruit -- wouldn't that be nice?"
``Yes", i said mindlessly. What was happening to me? What had i done? i had fucked my son's girl-friend -- or rather, She fucked the
hell out of me! She had smelling her panties, destroyed all my male underwear, and made me promise to do anything She wanted. It didn't
matter, though -- all i wanted right now was to smell those fragrant panties -- She said the smell would never go away! i hope She was
right.