[Mf] [preg] [nc] A pretty teenager’s mother offers her as a sex object to her father’s boss behind his prideful back.

"Truth or dare?"

"Okay, truth." She said.

"Have you ever let one of the guys touch your breasts?"

"Mary-Jane! C'mon! You know I let Todd touch me all the time. He even got his hand into my panties once."

"NO WAY!"

"Yes way! He just touched my hair though. Did David touch your tits when you two were going out?"

"Yes. We were at the movies and he had his whole hand around my breast. I had to put a stop to it when he got my bra strap off my shoulder though."

"Why?" She was teasing.

"C'mon Janie, I don't want to talk about David.. that was a long time ago."

"It was only a year and a half ago!"

"I was a child then."

"Aaaaah, Haaaa, haaaa…"

Janie and I were best friends. We had been best friends since grade school when we learned we shared names. A big thrill for little girls. It was approaching summer. We had only a few months left until we graduated and The Great Big World was out there waiting for us.

"What are you going to do after graduation?" Janie asked. She and I had had this conversation many times. "Oh, I don't know. You're going away to college, my dad doesn't really want to send me to college. He doesn't listen to me. I might get a job or something."

This topic was really depressing. Janie and I were stuck (at least, I was) in this conservative little town. She and I were late bloomers, and weren't terribly popular in school. She turned eighteen before me, yet we were still inseparable.

Janie insisted that I was pretty. I suppose I was, I'm proud of my body, not an ounce of fat, my tits are little but the nipples are large and perky. Mamma said that I would fill out much more in a couple of years.

Janie and I always assumed that the mysteries of womanhood would be revealed to us once we went away to college. Most other girls our age are more promiscuous. Not us. Not in this town. We heard the door downstairs slam and the sound of my Dad's workboots in the kitchen. He was angry again.

"Doris, get this place cleaned up, we're going to have some company for dinner!"

"Company?" I heard my mamma yell from the bed- room. She was a pretty and wonderful woman. Dad had met her as a young steelworker, she was the pretty waitress at the local watering hole. Mamma had dark hair, and an ample chest. She kept herself as clean and pretty as possible almost all the time. Daddy always joked about her "fat ass" and I hated that, but they were my family.

"Company. It seems the owner of the steel mill Roy Shanks has died, and left it to his son, Ron. The kid is a snotty little bastard, but he's coming over and there's nothin' I can do about it."

"You barely knew Roy. Why does his son, er, the new owner want to have dinner with us. You're just a foreman…"

I could tell by the silent moment that followed that mamma knew she had slipped again. My dad was an angry man and hated to be reminded that he was only a foreman after so many years. He had tried to work his way into a management position but had got out-maneuvered by some other guy.

"Yeah, woman, so you keep reminding me…aw shut up, listen where's the damn bottle opener! His kid is some sort of slicked-up, Porsche drivin' spoiled college brat who's determined to 'make the company better, or something, or…hell I don't know! Anyway, he's coming over this evening, so I want this place, and you, and Mary-Jane cleaned up!"

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