While Georgia had combed out her hair, Karen had also confessed how she had rubbed against her father that morning, pressing her breasts into his hard, muscular body and working her cunt all over on his thigh until she had felt his immense hard penis coming up between her legs into the triangle of sparse curls covering her pussy. But her mother wasn't mad – far from it. Apparently she was now too much in love with Wolf to care.
But wasn't she, Karen, in love with him, too? It was hard to say. She knew that she adored sucking on his penis and having him fuck her anal passage, but the feeling was more like infatuation than real love. Perhaps she would have a better chance to know for sure once she had a chance to compare him with Daddy. She shivered as she considered this, and was tempted to giggle.
"What's with you, tonight?" asked her father across the table as he stuffed a forkful of lamb chop into his mouth. His eyes passed thrillingly over the open swells of her breast hillocks. Her mother had encouraged her to wear a low-cut sweater from her own collection, and no brassiere. Then she had run ice cubes over Karen's sensitive young nipples in order to make them stand out. For a finishing touch she had added a touch of rouge to them, so that Daddy would want to suck on them. But wouldn't he anyway?
"You look like the cat that swallowed the canary," he said.
Karen giggled and fluttered her eyelashes, which her mother had elongated with black eyebrush. Georgia laughed and put her hand on Howard's bulging genitals under the table. So – he did have the hots for their daughter after all! He was stiff as a board!
"She's just in a giggly mood, Howard," she told her husband, squeezing his bursting cock and balls gently. "You know how teenage girls are in puberty."
He winced and shot her a dark, puzzled look. What was up between these two?
Karen just smiled again and pushed some bright platinum hair out of her eyes. She could hardly wait to show her father the blonde little hairs on her pussy as well.
While Georgia had been combing out her hair Karen also confessed that she had witnessed her mother sucking on Wolf's penis and swallowing his squirting animal sperm, but her mother didn't seem to mind. Instead she had rambled aimlessly into discussing how Karen was going to arrange to fornicate her father tonight.
They had it all worked out. The formula was simple, really. The first move would be to get her mother out of the way on some flimsy pretext. After that Karen would have to depend on her own imagination. After all the maturing she had done today, she didn't have any doubts about her ability to manage the situation, although she was a little bit nervous.
"Don't talk about puberty at the supper table," Howard said sternly. "Especially in front of Karen." He dropped one hand underneath the table and covered hers with it. She continued to gently milk his sexual organs, and his cock was pumping itself full of blood in savage expectation of a rollicking good fucking. He tried to signal Georgia not to continue, but she appeared to ignore him. Finally he just resigned himself to her astonishing lewd behavior – she had never done anything so aggressive before – and settled back to enjoy it.
"Oh, Karen's a big girl, I think, Howard. She probably knows more about sex than you do."
Howard Rogers glanced speculatively at his rapidly growing-up little girl. She probably did at that! He noted with some heat that the ovals of her saucy red lips were just perfectly formed for sucking. What a shame that some lucky man would be the recipient of that exceptional prize, some day, instead of himself. He closed his eyes and his nostrils flared slightly as he visualized Karen's sweet young mouth closing all warm and moist and soft about his long hard cock.
"I suppose," he grunted after a bit. Then he opened his eyes again. Georgia hadn't removed her hand from his excitedly pulsating penis, and it felt as if it were about to burst under her tantalizing fingers. "You know, we've licked this thing with the newspapers," he said, trying to change the subject. He leaned back in his chair with his hands behind his head.
"Oh?"
"That's right. We had a long talk with Don Ruben, general counsel for the Tribune today. Their papers are going to lay off the story, and I've got the same commitment from M.F. the Fourth. So from tomorrow it's clear sailing. We had to make a financial adjustment on our City Hall contract, but it didn't really amount to much."
Georgia beamed. "Well, isn't that nice! Then we can all get back to normal around here again – you know what I mean?" She fluttered her eyelashes coquettishly at him, and he was amazed to find her fingers zipping open his trousers and then fumbling through the waist band of his shorts to scratch through his curly dark pubic hair until they finally closed thrillingly about his thick pulsating cock.
"Georgia!" he gasped, no longer able to control himself. Her thumb passed over the eye of his penis, rubbing off the seepage of pre-ejaculate that had appeared there. He glanced at Karen, but she had her head down and was twirling the lettuce on her plate. Apparently the child had noticed nothing. Howard signaled to his wife vigorously with his eyes, but to no avail. Again and again she pretended not to notice him.
"Georgia," he finally rasped in a low voice, "what on earth are you doing?"
But his wife only giggled. Finally he managed to summon the strength of character to pull her hand away. He crossed his legs just as there was a pronounced scratching at the kitchen door.
"It's that Goddamned dog again," he said somewhat crossly, really peeved at his sexual frustration. He looked at his gorgeous teen daughter again and his penis gave a heart-stopping jerk.
"Oh, that's right," Georgia said, getting up from the table and throwing down her napkin. "I'd better set a little something out for him until I can get my coat and the keys to the car."
"Keys to the car? Where are you going?"
Georgia opened the door and Wolf came inside and settled with a slump to the tiles. He was intelligent enough not to misbehave when a gentleman was present; he had been extremely well-trained.
"I'm taking him to the animal shelter," said Georgia, closing the door again. Then she went to the refrigerator and began preparing her furry lover a little something.
Howard considered that. He reached down with one hand under the table and, face flaming, struggled to put his penis back inside his pants and shorts. Then he zipped himself up, uncomfortably aware of the loud whirl of the metallic teeth meshing. "Probably make a good watchdog," he grunted after a moment's hesitation.
"Nevertheless, we shall see what we shall see," said Georgia. And she left the room to get her things as if she were actually going for a drive. Howard watched her walk off, just a trace puzzled. She smoothed her hands over her sexily swaying hips and then was gone up the stairs.
After Georgia had left with Wolf, Howard coughed several times as he wondered what to say to his beautiful daughter across the dinner table. He felt as nervous as a boy on a first date. It was somewhat unusual for them to be left alone together in the house with Georgia gone. His wife had never been one for going out in the evening by herself.
"Dinner okay?" he asked after a bit.
Karen stood up and seemed to stretch and yawn, bending her long, slender arms at the elbows and bringing her small fists to her mouth. "Yes, it was nice, Daddy." Her ripely budding breasts seemed to leap out at his face from under the woolly cashmere light blue sweater which perfectly matched her coloring. Her sweater appeared to have accidentally opened a button so that now her cleavage was really startling. The swelling hillocks of her healthy young breasts were of such creamy smooth flesh that it was all he could do to keep himself for reaching out for them.