Chapter 2
by 
amy.ginger.28
Should I bring up his indecent stare? Should I stop him here now? Should I give in to temptation and see where this goes?
Ignore his gaze...
Though I ignore his gaze, I can't help the fact that my body is warming up. My cheeks are flushed, my nipples are pointy and poking through my top.
I was supposed to be meeting Chuck for the first time. The boyfriend that my sweet lucie is "Oh my god, he's so cool" and is crazy about. Though here he is on my door step his hand on my daughter's ass and apparently doing a great job of fondling her and turning her on since her cheeks are about as red as mine are. I'm both infuriated with him and incredibly aroused by his audacity. He has yet to look at my face but has given my unfortunately braless tits all the attention they deserve.
"Uhmm, so you must be Chuck. " I manage somehow. 'Why don't you come in" I say and maybe stop fondling my daughter's ass in front of her mother I think to myself but bite my lip. As he slips by pushing Luce in front and takes his time grab a handful of my ass and giving it a tight squeeze before moving. Fuckkk...the little asshole.... I say but my body is fucking reacting to him.
"Let's head to the dinning room and have some lunch. I made Italian I hope that's okay" I say....
Check keeps on objectifying me as he responds. "Sure, I love Italian, french, blonde, redhead, brunette. All the same to me. " He seems to accentuate the brunette. Oh good he did manage to get past my tits to look at my hair. Isn't that nice. Ass...
I decide to set us up at the round table if nothing else maybe I can get some distance between those two and keep them from fondling in front of me. Lucie helps me set the table as Chuck keeps on staring at my ass as I try to be polite as Lucie is all gaga over him. "Isn't he dreamy mom? he's just so cool, and sweet and smart!..." Oh for fucks sake.. you've gotten into harvard and you think a biker guy is smart. If I didn't know any better I'd say he's a stellar fuck to earn all those compliments. God I hope they haven't gotten that far already.
"Care for some soup Chuck?" I ask as he nods as I lean in to set the soup he blatantly leans in as he's looking down my blouse. Fucker... at this point he can see everything... I might as well be topless in front of him and truth be told he IS my type. The annoying cocking prick that fucks like a stallion. He's the type of guy that Lucie's dad was. He's also the deadbeat who fucking left as soon as he knocked me up or was any talk of responsibilities. I finish serving him as we all sit down at the dinner table. I made sure his chair was closer to me then to Luce to keep him from touching my sweet luce through out dinner. I unfortunately didn't think that though.
As soon as I sit down I feel his hand sliding along my thigh as I bite my lip to keep a groan or even worse a moan to come out. I look at him my mouth wide open once I recover. Holy shit.. what is wrong with this kid. He's holding my daughter's hand and ...ooooh... he just popped a button on my jeans. mmmm.... I feel his young yet rough fingers brushing up between my jeans and my bare skin. My face is flushed red...trying to think what to do as I feel my sex increase in arousal, bit by bit getting wetter and wetter looking at my daughter then back at him.