[M]y Daughter’s friend wanted a [F]acial. [LONG]

It was ridiculously hot for an April afternoon. The sun was shining directly into the window of my office where I sat finishing up on some documents for a loan I was processing for a local landscaping business. It was around four p.m. on a Friday afternoon and the bank I worked in downtown was dead quiet and still. The calm before the storm of workers coming to cash their company checks. The spring had just entered full swing, though the temperature outside was so high that you could have convinced me that it was already late June. We had broken 80 yesterday and in North Carolina there is no such thing as a dry heat. The humidity is the absolute worst part of living down here.

I had my nose buried in my work; only stopping to wipe the sweat from my brow occasionally and being generally unaware of the chatter of the tellers on the other side of the building. The door bell rang and all of the branch employees gave our Pavlovian welcome without a thought or glance but when I heard the giggle of the two young women who were entering the bank I looked up to find it was my daughter Emily and her friend Jenna coming through the door. They were dressed in athletic shorts and tank tops with their hair pulled back in messy ponytails. Clearly they were just leaving the soccer fields. When we left Boston for North Carolina Emily threw herself head first into the high school girls’ soccer team. She rode the bench most of that first year but was able to make friends after a while. Now in her senior year she was a captain and leading scorer in the district. Emily spent most of her free time running or exercising and during the off season she would come to the ice rinks with me to play pickup hockey just to stay in shape. She was fortunate to inherit my athletic build. She was tall and slender with strong and powerful legs. She had grown into quite the gorgeous young lady these last few years. Like her mother she had dirty blonde hair that she usually wore down and with bangs that framed her freckled and fair face. Her facial features were sharp. She had high cheek bones and big bright eyes that were the same shade of green as mine. Emily was one of those teens that was so radiant and bubbly from her personality that she didn’t even need to wear makeup or revealing clothing to be attractive. The boys in her school seemed to like her as she had a new boyfriend every few months. At least four times since she started her senior year I’d had to awkwardly meet some young guy that was trying to get with my baby girl and make awkward small talk about sports, my work, or whatever other bullshit young men talk to their girlfriends’ dads about trying to impress them or get approval. I wasn’t too upset with this though, Emily was a very smart girl and had a good head on her shoulders. She was too focused on getting to a division one school to play soccer to be making too many bad decisions and the guys she brought home seemed mostly like nerdy theater club kids or dudes convinced they were going to make it big in some artsy indie rock group. 

Jenna was basically the exact opposite of Emily. She was the teams goaltender but only played soccer because her father was the coach and he apparently had put a lot of pressure on her to play through all her childhood. She had short curly brown hair that was always messy and out of control. She wore much more makeup than Emily did but she didn’t seem like a girl trying to look older or like she was overdoing it. She was just accentuating her already gorgeous but slightly chubby face. Jenna did have an incredible body though. To put it frankly, Jenna was fucking thick. She had an insanely large and perky tits that were just incredible. Though I had of course tried to avoid seeing her in a sexual way I can’t deny that I had noticed those more than a few times. The first time I saw her she was wearing her soccer shirt which was baggy and long sleeved and a number to hide her body from being noticeable.  Her hips were curvy and swayed in a tempting way when she walked and she had strong and thick thighs that led up to what I can only describe as a perfect ass. I mean seriously, it was so bouncy and fat and it was literally everything an ass man desires. 

“Hey dad,” Emily said as she and Jenna slumped into the chairs in front of my desk. “Jenna and I were going planning to go to the fields to ref the youth games tomorrow but they’re cancelling them all since the weather is supposed to be bad. Would it be cool if we just hung out at home and maybe went to the mall tomorrow?” 

“I don’t think that would be a problem,” I replied. I knew what this meant. Emily wanted to borrow my car. She had chosen for me to send her to an elite Junior Olympians soccer camp for the summer when she turned sixteen instead of getting her a car. As far as having her friend over that was nothing new. All of her friends and her older brother’s friends before her were always hanging out at my place. They liked it there as I was a pretty relaxed dad and only had two rules. No alcohol or drugs under any circumstances and always tell me where you are if you aren’t at home. 

“Oh thanks dad!” Emily exclaimed prompting a look from the two women working the teller line. “We wont be gone all day, probably just getting a pedicure and picking up some lunch then back home.”

“Yeah thanks Mr. K.” Jenna chimed in. “I’ve been dying for a facial for days.” 

I was sure she meant this without the slightest hint of suggestion but my mind flashed to the idea of her cute face covered in cum for a brief second. It didn’t help that the way she was leaned forward in the chair was giving me a generous view of her cleavage in her light blue tank. I could tell from her hard nipples that it was one of those tops with the built in sports bra that pushed her luscious teen breasts together tight. 

“Well that should be fine. I wasn’t planning to do much besides mow the lawn tomorrow morning anyway. Did you have plans for dinner already tonight or should I get something?” I asked.

“OH! Could we get pizza? Please??” Emily inquired all too excitedly. 

“Peppers, mushrooms, and olives right?” I asked in response. She gave me a big beaming smile and nodded her head.

“What about you Jenna? Have you joined Emily’s vegetarian brigade yet?”

“Nah, she keeps trying to convince me but I think i just like the juicy taste of meat too much for it.” she replied. Damn. That sounded dirty as fuck too. Was she doing this on purpose? I noticed she had aimed that response more to Emily than me. I figured I was just letting my imagination and the fact that I hadn’t gotten laid in over two years get to me. My mind ran questions as the three of us exchanged goodbyes and I walked the girls to the door of the branch. Was Jenna trying to tease me? She hadn’t ever talked like that in front of me before. I put it out of my mind. The day was almost over for me as five drew nearer. The branch wouldn’t be closing until 630 but being the manager has its perks and I wasn’t really needed for anything. I had already put in more than forty hours that week anyway. 

As I drove home from the gym that evening on my way to the pizza joint I my mind was much more clear. Obviously this voluptuous eighteen year old wasn’t trying to tease me. I was just her best friend’s nerdy dad. I kept in good shape as I got older. In the gym four or five times a week and playing hockey here and there when I could. I’m 6’2” and have always been kind of muscular. Back in my day I was actually quite the stud. Now at 44 grey hair, long days at work, and raising two kids for the last twenty years had caught up to me. Especially over the last two years since my wife had passed. She was hit by a drunk driver back in New England. Our whole family had a very hard time dealing with it. Emily got very depressed and her brother, Isaac, had a bit of a rebellious phase where he’d gotten into some trouble. I just focused on my work and taking care of the kids’ problems. That first six months sucked but we made it through. That was when Emily and I decided to move down to NC where my wife’s sister and parents were. Isaac stayed in Boston as he had just started his freshman year at BC and didn’t want to leave his friends or his girlfriend (who I also later had a very sexy time with maybe I’ll share that sometime)

I pulled into the driveway and got inside with the three pizzas that cost me an arm and a leg not to mention leaving a greasy coating from the box sitting on the leather passenger seat of my Lexus. The girls were on the couch wearing bathrobes and painting each others nails. They had clearly just been showering and freshening up after they got home from practice. Jenna had found time to redo her make up and her hair was still damp and pushed over to her right shoulder exposing her neck and the plunging neckline of her bathrobe to just where he breasts began to split from each other.

Why today of all days? Anytime I had these thoughts before they were very quickly abandoned and were more of a reflexive appreciation of Jenna’s figure than an actual desire to get physical with her. Emily had lots of friends that were pretty and the thought that something could happen with one of them had never crossed my mind. I certainly wasn’t the creepy dad that ooggled the blossoming young women on the soccer team the last two years.  

“Jake, you gotta get this under control.” I told myself as I sat the pizzas on the coffee table while drowning out the sounds of the girls complaining I was blocking their view of whatever trashy reality show they were watching.

“Why exactly am I paying for you to go to the salon tomorrow for a pedicure if you two are painting your own nails here now?” I asked with an annoyance in my voice. 

“Daddy we can’t go to get our feet done with them looking bad! They’ll think we don’t take care of them!” Emily spat at me. “Besides, they do so much other stuff besides paint our nails there!”

“Yeah Mr. K.” Jenna chimed in with a certain perk in her voice. “Em is hoping they’ll dye her hair and I really want a facial this weekend.”

She chose that phrase again. This time I swear it sounded like she knew what she was saying. She was looking dead at me. “Maybe she’s just having fun teasing me. I mean even if she DID want that from me clearly that couldn’t happen,” I told myself. 

I wandered off to my office to finish up a bit of work and reply to a couple of emails before my weekend really began. Jenna’s suggestive words were ringing in my ears the whole time. I pictured the way she looked up at me. My mind altered the memory to have a lusty, wanting look in her eyes as she looked to me and said that she wanted a facial. It played images of this young thick vixen with her head thrown back as ropes of hot white cum spurt across her face and her mouth moving from a devilish smile to her lips parting and opening up to accept my seed. My cock was stiff and straining at my shorts. I absentmindedly rubbed it through my workout shorts. If it hadn’t been for the alert from my phone that a very important client had sent me an email I would have been masturbating for sure. 

A few hours later I was downstairs on the couch watching the days NHL recap and eating the cold neglected remains of the pepperoni pizza when Jenna and Emily came down the stairs, now dressed in their pjs which for Em was an old soccer jersey from the US Women’s team and flannel pants but for Jenna… DEAR GOD. My jaw literally dropped. She was wearing a dark green camisole and a pair of black cotton shorts that were so probably two sizes too small. My late wife owned very sexy panties that covered more than these shorts. Her cami gave me the most tantalizing sight of her tits bouncing up and down as she descended the stairs. Her nipples were hard as glass and never before had I realized just how massive Jenna’s tits truly were! I always knew they were obviously D cups but were they bigger than that? DD? E? As the girls got to the bottom of the steps they turned in towards the kitchen I saw how Jenna’s ass was eating those shorts. They could barely hold in a small portion of her cheeks leaving the bottom half of her ass hanging out exposed for my lustful eyes to appreciate and the inseam was snugly nestled between her asscheeks separating them and giving the effect that a push-up bra gives to an already great chest. Why was I so enthralled by this girl? Why now of all times? She’d been in my home countless times before, I’d seen her in bathing suits at the team pool parties that were customary to celebrate a big post-season win. All I knew was that these “pjs” had completely erased any concept that my attraction to her was just a passive noticing that she had a nice body. I wanted this girl. She was stirring my arousal more than it had been by any of the pornstars I’d been in a relationship with since I became a widower. 

My mind ran through all the initial guilty thoughts and quickly moved passed any sort of embarrassment and straight to rationalization and acceptance. She was sexy. Flat out. Nothing I can do to deny that. And she was eighteen. I knew this because I had gone to get her, Em, and their boyfriends from the movies the night of her birthday a few weeks ago. 

Jenna said a warm and friendly goodnight to me as she bounded back up the stairs towards Emily’s bedroom leaving my daughter at the bottom of the stairs alone with me for a moment. 

“Thanks for being nice to Jenna tonight and not poking fun of her like you normally do.” Emily told me. “I don’t know if you know that she and Justin broke up last week but she’s been having a really hard time and this is the happiest shes been for days.”

“Of course Em,” I said trying to pretend that that information didn’t excite me. “Why did they break up? They seemed very happy a few weeks ago when you guys went to the movie.”

“He was being a jerk and told her that she had been putting on weight and he thought she needed to start working out more and taking care of herself.” Emily said matter-of-fact-ly. 

“Well, teenage boys are stupid,” I said softly. “I was one a long time ago so I’m sort of an expert on the subject.” Emily gave me a chuckle and a hug and went upstairs to her room. I sat on the couch and pulled out my laptop. I opened Facebook and went to my daughters page. I scrolled through her friend list until I finally found Jenna’s profile. Browsing her photos and her timeline I came to a few realizations: 1. Jenna had indeed gained a bit of weight recently but it was almost all in her hips and her tits. Definitely something to fawn over not complain about. 2. Jenna had a very particular sense of humor that was far smarter than most teens. and 3. Judging by the photos shirtless celebs and well groomed stylish gentlemen that she shared regularly she very clearly had a thing for older men. 

After a while of sitting on the couch and wondering whether I could actually make something happen with her or if I could actually even go through with it if something did I guess I fell asleep because I woke up to the sounds of ice crashing against a glass in the kitchen and then running water. I got up to go see which of the two girls it was and when I got to the kitchen I was greeted with the vision of Jenna’s ass bent over as she looked through the fridge. I admired it for a moment before I cleared my throat softly to alert her to my presence. She jumped up and turned around quickly. 

“Mr. K. you scared me!” she said with a voice that didn’t sound at all scared or even surprised.

“Couldn’t sleep?” I asked as I also walked up to the fridge and poured some water from the sink into a glass.

“Do you have any idea how bad Emily snores?” She asked sarcastically. “I thought they were filming a new Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie in there!”

I laughed out loud. Fuck. Was I flirting with this girl? This was dangerous. 

“Yeah, noise canceling headphones go a long way in this house.” I cracked back at her which she smiled and chuckled at. Then her face got more serious very quickly.

“Its also really hot in here tonight. I’m so fucking done with this weather.”

I hadn’t ever heard her curse this way. It was pretty hot to have her talking to me like two adults.

“Yeah this kind of humidity can make it hard to sleep for sure. I think I passed out on the couch from being too tired to let it get to me any longer.” I said. The heat was definitely getting to me still. I became suddenly aware that I was sweating and that my shirt had a sweat ring around the collar. There was a bit of an awkward silence between the two of us for what felt like several minutes. It may have only been a few seconds. I don’t know. Honestly my mind was all over the place in this moment and the sexual tension was getting too tangible. I thought about just saying good night and going into my room to finish my sleep. Maybe my mind would be back to normal in the morning. Just as I was about to set down my glass of water and get out of the situation she took a quick sip of her ice water then she said something that I swear I will never forget.

“It isn’t helpful that I’m so damn horny either…”

I froze. I gulped. Shit. What was I supposed to say? How was I supposed to respond to that? Before I could either literally or figuratively pick my jaw up off the floor she squeezed past me between the two kitchen counters and very purposefully brushed her ass against my crotch. She rounded the corner and I heard her heading up the stairs before I even processed what just happened. After at least ten minutes of standing in complete dumbstruck silence I decided that I just had to try to ignore this and go to bed. It was exciting to have a beautiful and sexy young lady showing me attention and god knows my cock was screaming for me to go fuck her right then and put an end to my drought. But ultimately I figured I’d just go to bed and jerk off to the thought of that teasing encounter and keep it in the spank bank. 

I slept in very late the next morning. It was pouring rain outside and that made it very difficult to get out of bed. Around noon I heard the girls coming back in the house and the sound of shopping bags being tossed around. They giggled and chattered and it was enough to finally wake me fully. I got in the shower, trimmed my beard and rubbed another one out to the thought of what happened. Maybe I imagined it.

When I went down the stairs Em was nowhere to be seen and Jenna was sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee in her hand and flipping channels on the TV. She was wearing a flowy floral pattern dress that stopped around her mid-thighs and her hair was pinned back on one side behind her ear. 

“Hey Mr. K.” She greeted me with a smile. “Em went back out to the store to get some laundry detergent and paper towels so we can clean up the house a bit. She just left a few minutes ago so she should be back in about half an hour.”

“Oh okay. Is there anymore of that?” I asked her gesturing towards the coffee she was holding.

“No this was left over from this morning. I could make you some. You look like you had a hard time sleeping.”

“No that’s fine. I’ll just go make some myself.”

“No please. Let me. I always feel like you do so much for me whenever I’m around. It would be like a nice way to pay you back.”

I protested a bit more but eventually she was in the kitchen fixing my coffee and she had basically pushed me down to sit on the couch. There was some comedy movie on the TV that I didn’t recognize. It was just a bunch of guys in a group smoking pot and talking dirty about a girl that one of them liked. Not really my thing. Jenna came back and sat next to me on the couch. Not so close that we were touching or that it was uncomfortable but definitely closer than I would have expected before last night. We continued to watch the movie in silence as we both drank our coffees. Then after about ten minutes there was a sex scene. Nothing too graphic. There were some breasts shown briefly but then there was a more explicit part where a man was giving it to a much younger woman from behind. she was groaning really loudly while the guy was pounding away. I heard a little whimper from the left of me and glanced over to notice that Jenna had her knees up on the couch and her hand was working away at her pussy over her sky blue lace panties. I couldn’t look back at the movie. I watched as she pushed her dress up a little more and saw her run her hand inside her panties so she could work her clit directly. She bit her lip and grunted. 

I had no idea that Jenna was such a slut. She was getting off on this so much. She started bucking her hips and was seemingly paying me no mind. That’s when I noticed the sex scene had long been over. I was just lost watching this voluptuous teen fucking herself only a foot away from me. Then she turned her head toward me and looked me dead in the eye. She stared at me for a few more second and worked her clit faster and faster. She bit her lip again and gasp. Her hips were bucking wildly. 

“Jake…” she whimpered lightly as she was clearly cumming. The fact that she used my first name was so fucking hot.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I quickly pulled my cock from my pants and started to stroke it hard and fast. She was still rubbing herself as she came down from her orgasm. I stood up and walked over in front of her so that I was standing above her as I stroked my dick. She looked up at me and she ran her tongue in a circle over her lips. 

“Jake, I want your cum.” She said with a very sultry tone. She pushed the strap of her dress down and I saw her perfect tits for the first time. They were amazing. Perky and full with large dark brown nipples that just barely inverted inward. This was too much. Jenna was the single sexiest vision I had ever seen.

“Give me your cum Mr K.” she commanded as she leaned forward and placed her face directly under the head of my cock. She didn’t touch it. She just sat there waiting patiently for her prize and staring me dead in the eye.

“Jenna…” I grunted as I felt the release boiling up quickly. “Jenna I’m gonna cum.”

Without saying a word her tongue darted out and ran up the length of my shaft on the underside. It was incredible. I came. I came so hard. The first rope blasted past her face and into the hair on top of her head. The second landing right in her left eye in a huge glob. The third rope ran down from her eye to her lips. and the last of it fell from her chin down on to the breast that was still covered by her dress which was obviously stained immediately. 

She moaned and reveled in the moment. So sexually charged that she seemed like she was having another orgasm though her hands were stretched out to her side. I watched her body convulse and my eyes darted between her heaving chest and her face that was drenched in my jizz. 

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