I don’t have shame in saying that I’ve found my dad’s best friend a total DILF since high school. He’s tall, looks great for his age, is hilarious, dresses well, and is a natural flirt without even knowing it. He’s single, and as low as the odds were you never know what can happen right?
Then comes last Thursday. He and dad had one of their usual golf sessions planned out and I was going to bum it out at home and watch some movies while they did so. Dad went to the golf course early to meet some other buddies of theirs and told me that the aforementioned friend would stop by to pick something up before joining them.
Any excuse to see him is fine by me, and knowing that dad wasn’t going to be there gave me some leeway to have some fun with my look. I changed into a low cut crop top that admittedly may have been a size too small and a pair of leggings that I knew showed my features off best. I shamelessly waited for a knock on the door, and when I heard one I bolted to go open it.