J T Watson

Hot bed daughter

CHAPTER ONE

"Stop it, John," Linda Thompson told her boyfriend. "It seems like I always spend my evening pushing you away."

"Then don't push me away," John said. John had his arm around her. They were sitting in the front seat of his car and they had been making out for an hour. Linda had to keep pushing his hands away as he tried to move them up hex body to touch places he shouldn't.

"You know, I'm not that kind of girl." Linda said. "I've got to go now, anyway. It's getting late."

Linda gave him another hot kiss to show him she wasn't really mad at him, and she jumped out of the car. John could feel his cock burning a hole in his trousers as he watched her walk up to her front door. Damn, she was a sweet-looking thing. She had a wiggle in her beautiful ass just like a movie star, and her tits were so big that John doubted he could get his hand around one. He sure would have liked to try.

Linda heard John pulling away from the house with a screeching of rubber from his tires. She had asked him not to do that a thousand times. It always upset her mother if she was awake. Tonight Linda hoped she wouldn't be. Besides, Linda really couldn't blame John for feeling the way he did. Linda knew she had been especially cruel to him that evening.

Linda just enjoyed teasing boys. She loved to get them all hot and bothered. Linda brushed a hand through her long, golden hair and giggled as she thought about John. Sometimes the poor boy really got so worked up, she was afraid he might rape her or something.

Linda was putting her key into the lock when she happened to notice a light on in the garage beside the house. It wasn't really a garage anymore. Her photographer father had converted it into a studio. Her father got a lot of extra money for his pictures. He was very good.

But Linda had never known him to be working this late before.

It had to be something special. Linda decided not to go into the house right away. Sometimes her father enjoyed having her out with him. She had even been his model for a couple of magazine photos he had done.

She walked out to the studio, but didn't make it to the front door. There was a small window that was just next to the door. Usually the shade was pulled all the way down. Tonight was an exception. Linda glanced into the window and froze.