“I see. Wow,” Ken responds.
“I am so fuckin happy. You have no idea what you’ve done for me Ken, I mean daddy.” Giggling.
They enter the last block before arriving at Jen’s motel.
While Ken waits outside, Jen is busy grabbing her two suitcases and a few items in her room. A thought pops into her head. ‘Meeting Ken this morning was an answer to one prayer, but another prayer pops into her head and needs answering, fucking her daddy and fulfilling her fantasy. Now the fun begins,’ smiling to herself, ‘Ken, daddy, you have no idea what I have planned for you.’ Feeling the moisture of her arousal dampening her shorts she runs a hand over her pussy. A wicked smile, ‘I’m going to fuck your brains out and fulfill my fantasy, my incest fantasy lust’. Pushing back the curtain in the motel room she observes Ken by the car. Satisfied she has time, she dials her phone.
“Hello,” on the other end.
“I found him mommy. He’s a really Nice guy. In fact, what I didn’t tell you when I first told you I wanted to see him, after meeting him, I wanna fuck him too.” Giggling. “Isn’t that creepy, wanting to fuck my own daddy? Makes me a pervert, huh?”
Sue laughs, then says, “Just do what you gotta do honey. Mommy understands.”
Shocked, Jen says, “You do? Really?”
Sue dismisses the questions and simply says,
“Mommykins misses her babykins, smooch, smooch.”
“Miss you too mommy, hugs and kisses.” Disconnecting the phone.
‘Fuck, what gives? She said ‘Mommy understands. She didn’t even hesitate,’ Jennifer thinks. ‘What the fuck. What am I missing. What don’t I know?’
Ten minutes later, the trunk loaded with two suitcases, her and Ken pile into her small car and head back to the house.
The getting to know one another phase, so to speak, lasted a month. Jen settled in with Ken. She played it cool, behaved herself and kept on course, even though her lustful fantasy burned inside of her. She figured, when the time is right, she’ll drop the other shoe and seduce him.
Ken got used to having another person around the house.
School went well for Jen. Ken adjusted and thoroughly enjoyed her company.
They kept out of one another’s way when they needed too.
They enjoyed their time together when the mood hit them.
It was a match made in heaven.
Except that……
Each week, Jen phoned her mom Sue to chat and give her a brief rundown of how she and Ken were getting along, her activity and the progress she’s making at school. To Jen’s surprise Sue encouraged her daughter to activate stage two of her plan to fuck Ken. As much as Jen agreed with her, there was a hesitation on her part. Is my mom really encouraging me to fuck her ex hubby Ken? What gives?
At times like this Jen didn’t understand her mom and where she’s coming from. Jen needed to stay on course, stay strong and be encouraged. Get what she wants, not what her mom wants. She wondered, Was her mom somehow living her fantasy life thru her daughter? Maybe we’ll both a little perverted, laughing to herself.
Ken too was having a problem.
As time progressed, their defenses weakened, both Jen and Ken become familiar and comfortable with one other. Too familiar one might say.
Almost overnight, in addition to wearing her micro mini skirts or the briefest of short shorts Jen began prancing about in her underwear, bra’s and panties.
At the same time Ken was so comfortable with her he started wearing only boxer shorts and a muscle shirt.
For Jen, it was intentional, part of her plan to seduce and fuck her daddy.
So Jen took it in stride. She actually looked forward in seeing her daddy’s body displayed. The more slutty she dressed, the more aroused Ken was. She often snuck glances at his crotch, the bugling boxer covered cock, his arousal on display. She thought, in her perverted way, His arousal was for her pleasure.
Ken on the other hand, not understanding her motives was becoming over aroused, to the point of losing control.
In spite of masturbating, sometimes several times a day, he was being driven by a demon of lust. Jens perfectly sculptured body and her rounded ass were visons of perfection. Dressing as enticingly as she did, Ken often drooled over her, wanting to bury his face in her crotch. His lust controlled and overwhelmed him.
Jen knew what she wanted. Her perverted fantasy of making ‘incest’ love to her daddy was boiling in her loins. She needed to act on it. Despite mommy being in agreement and, thus, proud of her daughter, Jen needed to fuck him for herself.
And Ken, driven by his lust, needed the courage to move forward with his desire to make love with his ‘house renter’ despite the fear of discovery.
It finally came to a forefront late one afternoon as Jen was innocently preparing supper as she grown accustomed to doing when it was her turn. Dressed in her usual “comfy” attire, today a micro mini skirt and V neck top, she was stirring the stew pot on the oven and chatting back and forth with Ken. Making sure to wiggle her ass with the movement of stirring knowing how much Ken enjoyed ogling her backside. She got a thrill from it actually.