Daughter Swap Pool Party
I was tossing my tools into the back of my truck when John walked up. “Grab a beer?” He asked. “I should get home, it’s a little late.” I replied. “Wife hmm? You getting some?” “No, we’ve been separated for a while.” I said. “Sorry man, I didn’t know. That sucks. I know all about it. Man, I haven’t been laid in six months. My daughter’s friends are starting to look really good.” I knew his step-daughter Alyssa well, my daughter Carol had been a friend of hers for years. She was tall, slim and had a cute little rack with long brown hair, blue eyes and a tight, small ass. She had spent a good deal of time around our house and the young girl had turned my head more than a few times. …