His wife was a whore. How had it all happened?
He looked up and saw Debby come into the room, and he knew the answer. It was all his fault. He'd ruined his new marriage with his sick lust for little girls…
"Hi, Hal," Debby said brightly.
She looked very cute this evening in her red shorts and little red halter. Her tiny budding tits poked out saucily under the thin material, bouncing slightly as she approached Hal's chair.
"Hi, Debby," he said gloomily.
He was still thinking about Brenda, his beautiful young wife, and how he'd royally fucked things up with their marriage.
"What's wrong, Hal?" said Debby, touching his hand. "You look so sad."
"I'm sad, all right," said Hal. "I don't think your mother will ever love me again, not after catching us together."
"Oh, sure she will," said Debby, patting his hand. "Mom has a quick temper, but she gets over it. Anyhow, she didn't seem mad to me. She told me everything was okay, and that it was all right with her if you and I go on making it."
Hal nodded glumly. "I know," he said. "She told me the same thing. But it's just because she doesn't give a shit what I do from now on."
"Hal," Debby said impatiently, "that's not true. Mom loves you, but she's just too angry to say so right now. Give her time. Meanwhile, you and I can be having lots of fun."
Hal looked at the freckle-faced girl. He wondered if he could believe her. After all, she knew Brenda better than he did. It would be great if he could get Brenda to love, him again – and meanwhile, like Debby said, he could be enjoying himself with the kid.
"Come on, Hal," she said, smiling, "cheer up. Why don't we go in the bedroom?"
Hal sighed deeply and got to his feet. "Sure," he said, "why not?"
Debby trotted along ahead of him, down the hall, eager and excited. Hal tried to work up some excitement, too, but he was still feeling bad about Brenda. He felt guilty as hell. He felt like some depraved monster…
"Come on, Hal," Debby said, "hurry up. There's so much I want you to teach me…"
Hal followed her into the master bedroom. She was practically jumping up and down in her excitement, her eagerness to get into bed with him and learn more things about sex. A day ago, this would have blown his mind. He found it hard to get enthused.
"Oh, hurry," Debby said breathlessly. "Let's get undressed."
Hal managed a smile. To delay things and give him time to summon up some interest, he walked over to her and started to take off her clothes. Debby liked that. She giggled but held still, allowing him to untie the tiny straps of her halter. He drew the garment off and dropped it on the floor.
Debby did have cute little tits, he had to admit, though they were hardly in the same class with his wife's huge creamy melons. Debby's newly budded breasts stuck straight out, the nipples tiny and pink. Hal easily covered them with his hands. He pressed them gently, feeling the radiating warmth of her body.
"Ummm," said Debby, rubbing against him. "I like it when you play with my tits, Hal."
He went on fondling the tiny soft jugs. At least he could make the girl happy, even if he was depressed. There was no point in drawing Debby into all this adult trouble. He would do his best to see that she had fun this evening.
He squeezed her tiny hot tits, then rubbed his thumbs over the little pink nipples. Debby sighed and leaned back against him, rubbing her firm little butt against his crotch. He stroked and massaged her delicate nipples, and gradually he felt them stiffening into erection, growing hard and bumpy against his thumbs.
"Oooooo," said Debby, "that feels nice…"
She was always surprised at the many unusual ways Hal found to give her pleasure. She wouldn't have dreamed that just rubbing her nipples would make her pussy all wet and hot, but Hal was proving it. With every touch of his thumb on her sensitive nubs, she felt a burst of juice in her crotch.
He went on rubbing, and Debby purred and moved her tiny ass faster against his crotch. She was a natural flirt, this one. He felt her entire breast swelling up in his hand, both little jugs getting hot and tight and swollen. Still he felt no excitement himself, just the obligation to make Debby happy, to spare her from her parents' misery.
When her cute little tits were swollen up tight with arousal, Hal slid his hands down her warm silky body and found the zipper of her shorts. He got it open easily enough but had trouble pulling her shorts down, they were so tight.
"Christ!" he said, "How can you breathe in these things?"
Debby giggled. "Here, I'll help," she said.
She wriggled her slim body in some mysterious way, and the tight red shorts slipped down to her ankles. She kicked them away. Hal looked down at her.
"Have you given up wearing panties?" he said.
"Oh, they're too much bother," said Debby. "Who needs them, anyhow?"
He was cupping her round little butt. The globes just filled his hand, satiny and hot and slightly quivering. Leaning over her, he could see the plump hairless crease of her mons. A few days ago that naked little pout had excited the hell out of him. It had made him so crazy, in fact, that he'd balled his own little stepdaughter – and ruined his marriage.
Impatiently Debby wriggled her round little ass against his caressing hands. "Play with me, Hal," she said.
He snapped out of his mournful daydream. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. Debby was grinning, eager, and excited. He laid her down on her back, and without being asked she opened her slim little legs. She opened them shamelessly wide, showing off her delicate pink hairless slit.
She had a cute little snatch, all right, very inviting, but he longed for Brenda's mature red gash, its strong female fragrance, her lush brown bush. Right now, probably, at the club some other guy was pushing in there, working a hard cock into that blazing box of hers. Hal wondered if she was enjoying it or just doing it to get even with him.
He didn't think he could stand it if she actually liked it.
"Come on, Hal," Debby said impatiently. "I want to have some fun."
"Sure, honey," Hal, said kindly. "We'll have some fun."
He lay down between her legs and stuck out his tongue. Debby squealed with delight as she felt it tickling over the tiny red bump of her clit…
Brenda lay naked and panting on the bed, her cunt and asshole deliciously sore from the twin pounding Denton and Sid had given her. Their thick hot cum leaked from her body. Denton tossed her a towel, and she slowly wiped herself off.
"You can leave us alone now, Denton," said Sid. "Thanks for your help."
"Not at all," Denton said, grinning. "It was a pleasure." He looked at Brenda and said, "Treat Mister Taggert real nice now, won't you, honey?"
"Of course," said Brenda, smiling.
Sid returned her smile. She decided she liked him, even if he was a little strange. He seemed like a nice enough man, out for a few kicks. So he liked to fuck women in the ass – that wasn't as bad as her husband, who lusted for little girls. She felt she was going to enjoy her new job a lot…
Sid hadn't undressed when he buggered her, only let down his pants. Now he quickly took off his clothes. He had a nice enough body, trim and lean and tan, but the poor guy wasn't very well hung. His skinny three-inch peter hung limp and forlorn from a tight nest of grey curls. His balls were empty and dangling.
Brenda concealed her judgment, smiling warmly as he crawled over to her. She wondered if he would ball her in the ass again. She'd really liked that.
"We've already had the main course," Sid said. "Now I want a little dessert."
"Whatever you say," said Brenda. "I'm here to please you."
Sid didn't touch her. He hadn't touched her the first time, either, except to steady himself by holding her hips. She missed being caressed, but she supposed he had some hang-up about that. She remembered Denton saying, "the customer is always right". So be it. It was her job to please him, no matter what crazy thing he wanted.