Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Gary Beiz thought he did pretty well, all things considered. He had developed and brought to live several successful ad campaigns and had managed to raise a normal, well-behaved daughter, by himself since the divorce five years ago. He had short black hair and clean cut, conservative features but outside of work he preferred to wear more casual clothes, usually tan slacks and a light-colored short-sleeved shirt. It was evening and Gary sat back and turned on the TV. He had ordered pizza for the girls -his daughter Amy had invited a friend over -for the third time? It was almost becoming regular, which made Gary happy -though she had a lot of acquaintances it didn't seem like she had a lot of girls she could confide in. They would stay the night once or twice and then never again.
If he had been aware of it, Gary might have realized that some of them were disturbed by the way he would look a little too long at their chests, or down their shirts --others were disturbed far more by the way Gary stared at Amy. He knew that his lust for Amy was a problem -but he thought that he had it confined to sick and semi-violent sexual fantasies he indulged in often. He was tall, just over six foot and the blossoming young girl was only a couple inches over five foot herself. Unthinkingly he had began cornering her and giving her good night kisses (ignoring her visible discomfort). And his favorite memory perhaps of all -though he would never admit it, even to himself, was the glimpse he got of her young, naked body he saw when he opened the bathroom door "thinking she was done with her shower".
Gary had a 'thing' both for innocence, and for smaller women -he was the happiest when he bullied women during sex -hence, the divorce. He contented himself with his fantasies, however, when it came to young girls. The fact that he had lunch at a cafe by the high school Amy went to was just convenience -it was also by his work. He looked into the television and thought about Amy and then adjusted his pants and sighed. The two girls had mostly kept to themselves, and probably wouldn't be out for the rest of the night. He had finished with the exercise routine he used to tone his muscular build -tomorrow would be gym day- he had the rest of the night to himself.
He flipped idly throught he pay-per-view soft porn channels and idly wondered what he wanted to watch, if anything...
If he had been aware of it, Gary might have realized that some of them were disturbed by the way he would look a little too long at their chests, or down their shirts --others were disturbed far more by the way Gary stared at Amy. He knew that his lust for Amy was a problem -but he thought that he had it confined to sick and semi-violent sexual fantasies he indulged in often. He was tall, just over six foot and the blossoming young girl was only a couple inches over five foot herself. Unthinkingly he had began cornering her and giving her good night kisses (ignoring her visible discomfort). And his favorite memory perhaps of all -though he would never admit it, even to himself, was the glimpse he got of her young, naked body he saw when he opened the bathroom door "thinking she was done with her shower".
Gary had a 'thing' both for innocence, and for smaller women -he was the happiest when he bullied women during sex -hence, the divorce. He contented himself with his fantasies, however, when it came to young girls. The fact that he had lunch at a cafe by the high school Amy went to was just convenience -it was also by his work. He looked into the television and thought about Amy and then adjusted his pants and sighed. The two girls had mostly kept to themselves, and probably wouldn't be out for the rest of the night. He had finished with the exercise routine he used to tone his muscular build -tomorrow would be gym day- he had the rest of the night to himself.
He flipped idly throught he pay-per-view soft porn channels and idly wondered what he wanted to watch, if anything...