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I had a lot of things to do. Appoitments in the afternoon, papers to sign, a litterbox to change. But I found myself too tired and too lazy to do anything; instead, I sat on the couch, stroking my cat’s back slowly.I was bored, so I rubbed my crotch. Mittens, my cat, watched me, half-asleep. I lifted my skirt just a little and snuck my hand into my panties. My husband John wasn’t home, so it felt freeing to just take off my blouse and rub my nipples. They were hard already, almost a half-inch tall. I glanced at the mirror in the hallway. At 24, I’ll say I don’t look too bad-my dark hair was still long and glossy, my breasts not saggy at 36DD, my legs long and tan. Men still ogled me whenever I went out. Watching myself masturbate was a major turn-on. I let one finger, then two, slip into my pussy. It was slippery and sticky. The smell of precum filled the air.I moaned as my thumb circled my clit. My back arched. Pleasure coursed through me. Furiously I fondled by breasts, moaning and istanbul travesti closing my eyes as I neared orgasm. My fingers thrusted quickly and deeply into my vagina. And just as I was about to cry out cumming, the doorbell rang.”GAH!!!” It was too late to hold back my scream. Waves of pleasure crashed through me as I felt the walls of my pussy close around my fingers, felt my clit throb. I rubbed harder. “Oh, god, oh god yes, oh, oh, fuck, oh, yes!” More cum oozed out of my pussy. I bought it to my mouth, sucking and enjoying the sweet and salty taste. Then I remembered the door and quickly tugged on a sweater dress, shoving the cum-covered underwear under the couch and smoothing back my hair.”Dad?” I asked as I opened my door. My father stood in the doorway. He was 44, he didn’t look bad, either. His blonde hair was still full, his green eyes still twinkly. His skin was tanned. Women would always admire him whenever he went out.”Hey, sweetie,” he said, istanbul travestileri drawing me into a hug. I thought I felt something hard press against my groin, but I guess it was imagination.”Aren’t you supposed to be at work?””Yeah, but Matthew was sick so the meeting was cancelled, so I thought I’d come to see you. How are you?” I thought I saw him sniff the air. I panicked, wondering if he could smell my cum.”Good, daddy.” I step back. “Come in. Sorry it’s so messy.”Inside, I made dad a cup of tea and we both sat down. His face was serious. “Okay, so I didn’t come here just to see you. I have some things to talk about.””Yes?” I asked, suddenly nervous.”It’s between your mother and me. We’re having some problems.””What kind of problems?” I asked curiously.”Well,” he said, looking embarrassed, “sex problems.””Oh,” I squeak. I was close to my dad, really close, but not close enough to describe the sex life of my parents. I knew they had sex every travesti two days; their moans and screams were loud at night.”Anyway, we’re talking a seperation. For now.””What kind of sex problems?” I press.”Well, she thinks I’m cheating on her.” Dad shrugs.”Are you?””No!” he looks offended. He placed his hand on my thigh, which is normally a fatherly gesture, but suddenly my pussy felt wet again. It was wrong, I knew it was, but I couldn’t help it. I blushed a deep red and hoped he didn’t notice. “It’s just, trust is everything in a relationship, you know? And your mother doesn’t trust me. So a seperation would be good for now.”Unconsciously I leaned forward, my breasts just slightly touching his shoulder. I quickly lay bck, though, and dad pretended not to notice, but I noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Wanting to tease him, I discreetly lowered my dress’s neckline a little, and leaned forward so he’d have a straight view of my cleavage. His eyes quickly wandered to my chest and grew large. So did the bulge in his pants. It rose so quickly it was amazing. I wanted to reach forward and rub it for him but I couldn’t, that would be wrong.”So, um, uh, er, what do you think?” he asked quietly as he pretended not to stare at my boobs.”It’s fine,” I say, my voice seductive.