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In The Den
by Kristen Marie (kmw1959@webtv.net)

***

A 40 year old man masturbates in front of his computer, 
unaware that he is being watched. One week later he is 
confronted by the watcher, his 13 year old neighbor! 
(Mf, ped, reluc, 1st, mast, oral)

***

Frank Ricci woke early Sunday morning and prepared his 
coffee over the heat of a kerosene lamp. Hurricane 
Charley had blown through this small town the day 
before, knocking down trees and power lines, and most 
of the County was without power. Still, they were 
luckier than the folks down in Florida, who took the 
brunt of the storm. 

By the time Charley reached North Carolina it was a 
weak Hurricane, maybe even a strong Tropical Storm. But 
the winds had caused a great deal of damage and Frank 
knew his day at the local Hardware Store would be busy. 
Despite the fact that it was Sunday, he knew people 
would need chain saws, axes, flashlights, batteries, 
etc. So he intended to open around 7 a.m. without 
power. He would keep written receipts and those who had 
no cash would be trusted to pay later.

Frank went outside and cranked up his generator. He 
wanted to keep the food in the fridge cold, so he would 
let it run until his son woke up. As he wrote a note 
reminding his son of this, he noticed the three young 
boys sleeping on the living room floor and couch. They 
had all come over last night when it became clear that 
the power would be out for a few days. 

Of course, to kids this whole thing was an adventure... 
something adults have a hard time understanding Frank 
thought. But they were good kids and when his son asked 
if they could spend the night, Frank agreed. Of course 
their parents didn't mind, as they likely welcomed the 
chance to relax after the stressful day.

Frank took his warm instant cup of coffee into his 
study and plugged his computer into the extension cord 
he had run through the window to the generator outside. 
The screen lit the room enough for him to notice that 
13 year old Brittnay was asleep on the Day Bed across 
the room. 

Her brother was one of the boys who had spent the 
night, although Frank didn't recall seeing her last 
night. Not that he cared, as Brittnay was a frequent 
visitor to the home. She must have decided to come over 
after Frank had gone to bed. Knowing her brother and 
the other boys, they had probably tortured and teased 
her until she got mad and retreated to the Study!

Frank chuckled and turned to the screen to check his e-
mail. There were seven messages, two from his ex-wife 
and four from family members, all asking if they were 
okay from the storm. The last was from an old 
girlfriend in Michigan who had recently begun sending 
some highly suggestive e-mails concerning her flying 
down some weekend for a little adult fun! She had moved 
a few weeks after they had begun dating the summer 
before to care for her ailing Father. They had spent 
one night together and the sex had been good... really 
good! 

Her Dad passed away over the Holidays and she had 
decided to stay and care for her Mom and help with the 
large farm they owned. Frank was disappointed that she 
wasn't coming back, yet he understood. As he read her 
message he could feel his cock begin to stir under his 
briefs. Memories of their love making began to flicker 
in his mind, and her message made it clear that she 
wanted more of it. Frank reached into his briefs and 
stroked his now half hard cock. Glancing over at 
Brittnay, he relaxed as he saw that her head was facing 
the wall, away from him. Encouraged that she could not 
see him, he read more of the message, stroking a bit 
faster until he was fully hard. Using his left hand 
Frank pulled up the picture of his girlfriend on the 
screen of the computer. Now his strokes became rapid 
and he could feel the cum beginning the passage from 
his balls to his cock. Closing his eyes, Frank leaned 
back in his chair and moaned a little as the rapidly 
approaching orgasm took over his body. He knew it would 
only take a few more strokes now, so his left hand 
grabbed at the tissue box on the desk.

Just as the first spurt shot out of his cock, Frank 
heard a movement from the direction of Brittnay. He 
looked over at her and saw that she had rolled over and 
her face was now turned towards him. To far gone to 
stop, Frank continued pumping out his semen into the 
wad of tissues he now held. Sweat rolled off his 
forehead as the last few spurts emptied from him and 
his cock began to slowly shrink. Still looking at 
Brittnay, Frank decided that she was still asleep, as 
her breathing was normal and steady, and from the dim 
light of the computer screen her eyes appeared to be 
closed.

Satisfied that she had not seen him, he berated himself 
on the way to the store later, cursing his lack of 
judgment. But as the days of storm clean up began, he 
soon forgot about the incident. Work was very busy and 
he was spending 14 hour days keeping the store open for 
his customers. Power was restored on Monday, but the 
damage to property would take longer to fix. School 
started on Tuesday also, and by Friday the small town 
appeared to be back to business as usual! Exhausted 
from the long hours, Frank closed the store for the 
weekend. His ex wife picked up his son Saturday morning 
and Frank kicked back to enjoy a quiet day of watching 
baseball and relaxing. 

Around noon there was a knock on his front door, 
awaking Frank from a nap he had just fallen into.

To comfortable to move, he called out "Come in!"

The door swung open and Brittnay walked in, wearing a 
short, bright yellow sun dress. Frank was busy rubbing 
his eyes and stretching as she plopped down on the Love 
Seat across the room.

"Where's Shawn?" she asked. "With his mom until 
tomorrow night." he replied. "Oh" Brittnay replied, not 
seeming surprised. "So what are you doin Mr. Frank?" 
"Just watching the game" Frank replied through a yawn. 
Brittnay giggled and said "Really?" as she pointed to 
the T.V. There was a Western on the screen and Frank 
laughed with her. "Okay, so maybe I was sleeping! But 
there WAS a game on!" Frank grabbed the remote and 
flipped on Sports Center. 

As he lit a cigarette he offered Brittnay a soda. She 
declined and sat watching the T.V. Frank noticed that 
as Brittnay sat across from him that her left knee was 
swinging back and forth, as if she were nervous. He 
returned his attention to the screen, but in a few 
minutes noticed that Brittnay had changed her position 
on the Love Seat, and her dress was now bunched up to 
her waist. This gave Frank a view of her legs and for 
the first time he checked her out as a woman.

She had blonde hair that came to her shoulders, a pug 
nose and pouty lips, and blue eyes that seemed green at 
times. Her breasts were not big yet, but they were 
definitely breasts... maybe an A cup. Her legs were 
shapely and Frank saw that she had recently shaved 
them. She was a cute girl, right on the edge of 
becoming a woman, yet still childish enough to play 
with the younger kids in the neighborhood. Frank took 
another long look at her legs then returned to watching 
T.V.

A few minutes later Frank glanced over and saw that 
Brittnay had pulled her dress up even higher, and had 
turned her hips slightly so he had a perfect view of 
her privates......and that is exactly what he got! She 
was not wearing any panties! Frank stared at her young 
snatch, his eyes glued to the puffy lips and the tuft 
of silken hair that grew above them. He felt his cock 
stiffen and as he looked up at Brittnay's face, he saw 
that she was looking directly at him. "I saw you" she 
said. "What?" Frank asked.

"Last weekend, in the Study. I saw you" Brittnay said 
in a now husky voice. Her hand slid down between her 
legs and brushed the inside of her thigh. She raised 
her right leg and spread her hips open slightly more. 
Frank just watched, unable to think or speak. Brittnay 
began to slide her fingers up and down her pussy lips, 
then spread them apart so Frank had a clear shot of her 
red clit. "Do it again Mr. Frank," she said. 

"Do...do what again?" he stammered. 

"What you did in the Study," she replied as her index 
finger disappeared inside the folds of her swollen 
lips. Brittnay began to insert another finger inside 
herself, and Frank felt his cock screaming for release. 
"Do it for me and I'll do it for you later," Brittnay 
said as her fingers now began to fuck her faster, her 
juices already flowing down her legs. 

Frank pulled out his cock and began pumping it with a 
fury, cumming only seconds after he started. Brittnay 
stopped fingering herself and slowly rose from the Love 
Seat and stood in front of Frank. She slid the sun 
dress up and over her head and let it drop to the 
floor. Frank could smell her pussy, musky but sweet at 
the same time. Her small breasts were inches from his 
mouth, the nipples like little pencil erasers, begging 
for his mouth.

"I can't Brittnay," he whispered. "I'll go to jail! I 
can't" 

"I won't tell Mr. Frank," she whispered back, lowering 
herself to her knees between his legs.

"I didn't tell last week," she reminded him.

Brittnay reached out and took his cock in her tiny hand 
and looked at it, then began to slowly jerk it up and 
down. "Is this right?" she asked.

Frank could not speak. Her blue eyes met his and he saw 
a look of complete lust... she was enjoying this and he 
was powerless to stop her. But he knew he had to! He 
would go to prison, and lose his business, his son, his 
whole life!

No, this had to stop now! As his last efforts to stop 
her built, he felt her hot breathe on his cock, then 
those soft, wet pouty lips wrapped around the tip of it 
and all resolve was lost.

As her head bobbed up and down on his cock, Frank gave 
in. Silently he cursed himself for his lack of self 
control, even as he shot his first load into Brittnay's 
mouth....

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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