Chapter 10 by ID: a man

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Her Guest

There were four doors in the hall. The second was open and was the bathroom. Also open was the last and was probably the large master bedroom. You guessed the third was the daughter's. Her mother took you to the first bedroom, the guest room, you thought.

She sat you on the chair that faced the bed, and leaned over. She hesitated, or teased, but her mouth found yours. You had never had a kiss like that, even from Selena. You could understand why your ex-girlfriend wanted someone with more experience. You reach up for her bust.

But she slipped away. "I'm going to put on something...." She stopped herself, then said, "less comfortable," in an anti-cliche. When you made to follow her, she said, "Stay here. Make yourself...." She just stopped trying to be cleaver. You saw that she, too, was nervous. "Do me a favor? Be in just your underwear when I get back?"

You, of course, agreed. And liked her all the more for it. You didn't have a bad body, but you knew from PE showers you didn't have the best.

As the minutes went by, you in your t-shirt and briefs became more impatient and anxious, waiting for her, Missus Rydell, the school counselor to come back. Your mind was thinking of ways things could go wrong. This was asking for trouble. ...Still, you refused to put an exclamation mark on anything but how you thought fucking this cougar would feel!

You backed away when the door opened. Was it --

There was the pudgy curves of the auburn-haired MILF in as sexy a bedroom outfit as you ever saw on the internet. First there were the red heels over dark hose that were held up by a black, red-trimmed garter belt. She wore no panties or thong. Her pussy had just a long, straight line of hair that made you think more of her slit. Her nipples and the fronts of her breasts were hidden by pieces of black, lacy cloth that hung down from the choker around her neck. But they remained hidden only when her movements did not stir a breeze. The adult halter wasn't tied down. You got glimpses of large, dark pink nipples.

"You like," she said gratefully, looking at the bulge in you briefs. You stand there taking it all in, giving her the opportunity to saunter over to you. And when she arrived, she ran her hands up your t-shirt. You lowered your head to receive another of those kisses. She gave it to you.

Then she pushed you back into the chair. "Stay there. It's been years since I've been able to put on a show." You nodded, though your prick didn't.

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These branching stories are going to have 3 very simple premises: 1) You exist in a world where your character AND ONLY your character gets to have sex with whatever group or groups of people you choose wherever and whenever he or she desires. 2) The circumstances under which he or she can have sex with that group can be specified generally or specifically. 3) The response of the people you have sex with and/or the general public can be chosen.