DIANE MAKES ME CHTARBÉ

-PAGE: EROTIC+ TV

-TITLE: DIANE MAKES ME CHTARBÉ

-AUTHOR: LOLO

-CHAPTER 01:

It's Diana. I've seen pictures of her before. I knew she was hot, but seeing her in real life is different. She was so sexy. Dark straight hair, dark brown eyes, lightly tanned skin. I was trying not to look.

➖ME: Nice to meet you Diane.

Our eyes met. I felt electricity running through my spine.

She replied;

➖ Nice to meet you too.

She had a weird shy vibe about her, but somehow there was more to her. Something not so shy.

➖DIANE: I'm going upstairs to check my room! See you later!

➖FRIDA: Ok great honey.

Diane flew up the stairs. I glanced in his direction. Athletic wear; tight leggings. Her perfect body with a cropped top. Her hair moving.

I was consciously trying to keep my gaze on her brief.

Frida asked;

➖Everything ok?

➖ME: Yeah! Big day! She finally moves in. I'm sure she'll love it here.

I hugged Frida and kissed her. My face must have revealed it. I was frightened by Diane's warmth.

A week later. One Thursday evening after dinner, Frida was in bed. It would start early the next day. I was on the couch, streaming anime on the TV. Creaks on the stairs.

➖ME: Hi Diane, still up?

➖DIANE: Yeah, I can't sleep yet. What are you looking at?

➖ME: Just a random anime, not too bad.

➖DIANE: Do you mind if I join you?

➖ME: No, not at all

I didn't like the way she looked at me. She felt it. I didn't like that! She's my daughter-in-law.

I freaked out. She was there, next to me on the couch. She was wearing her one-piece nightgown. I moved a little to the right to give him more space. A look at her. She was looking back. Slight smile on his face. I smile back. I was so tense. Lol that was ridiculous. I was going to have to get used to that. I had to consider her as my daughter, to be a father. I tried to relax, sinking into the couch. After a few minutes, I felt better. Diane adjusted her position. Half lying on the couch. Her legs towards me. Thank goodness her nightgown was long enough. It ended just above her knees. Chic pedicures. My favorite, not good. I couldn't help but be excited.

The anime ended. It was bedtime. Diane was sleeping on the couch.

➖ME: Diane Diane.

No answer.

➖ME: Diana

Always nothing

I gently touched her shoulder and shook her a little.

➖DIANE: Hmmmm?

She opened her eyes. Arms behind head, stretching. Perfectly shaved armpits.

➖DIANE: Oh my god, I must have fallen asleep.

His sleepy gaze, those big black eyes. Her plump lips. It was torture!

➖DIANE: It's bedtime anyway.

She got up from the sofa with a soft moan and hugged me then cooed:

➖Good night.

I felt her breasts on my chest. So soft. My arms around his lower back, I tell him

➖ME: Sleep well

She went up the stairs rubbing her eyes and disappeared into her room. I felt bad. She was too attractive for my taste. And why was she looking at me like that? Or is it just in my head? I slipped into bed with Frida. "Cadnel relax" I say to myself. I'll get used to Diane. It will pass. It's just an adjustment period. I doze off.

Few weeks later. Another Thursday evening, Frida went to bed early as usual. I was watching the anime again and Diane appeared.

➖DIANE: Do you mind?

She shakes her head, pointing to the empty spot on the couch.

➖ME: Uhh no no

Again, she sat up for a bit, then adjusted to a semi-recumbent position with her legs toward me. Very quickly, she fell silent. I looked at her asleep again. His eyes were closed. A few minutes later, she let out a soft, short moan, and moved her arms and legs. His legs were more exposed. The nightgown went up her thighs. I could see every bit of her panties. White front. She kept moving. His feet touched my thighs. I was getting tense, but I was able to relax after a few moments. Why don't I get the feeling she did it on purpose?

It didn't take too long, and then she moved again. Eyes closed, the slightest vocalization. This time she turned to the sofa. Parts of her buttocks exposed. I could now see that her panties were high waisted. Latest fashion, of course! A good part of her buttocks was exposed. I was getting front row seats for a show that made my heart pound. My breathing is high. It was too much! Should I stop it? I could not. I did not want. I looked at her pussy. She was covered by her panties. Well covered. I couldn't even see a camel toe. But hey, it was still a show! Soon after, she was moving again, this time sliding across the couch, lying flat. She planted her feet on my lap, her eyes still closed. One of his heels was touching my cock.

TO BE CONTINUED...