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Soccer Mom, ch 8
Written by Dark Tower Gunslinger
BeCat69StAr he typed and suddenly the screen opened and the latest entry into her web blog opened before his eyes. Sunday, July 17th, that was the key entry Becca had bragged about. Dallas picked up his can of cold brew and sipped a deep draught reading the words on the page.
Dear Becca Blog,
Tonight was the sexiest night of my life dear Becca blog. Chad was here and my parents were off to one of their freakin' country club affairs. Anyway I was going to put on my sexy lingerie and come downstairs while he watched the Dodgers game on Fox Sports Net but brat boy was with him. I waited for what seemed like hours and then I heard my brother answer the phone. He must have wanted something off his computer so I heard him come upstairs and go to his room.
Becca bog this was my big chance with hunk boy Chad. I almost ran down the stairs barely managing to come to a slow walk as I entered the den. Blog you should have seen the way his eyes bugged out when he saw me in that sheer camisole top and the way it cut into my thighs pushing my nice pussy out at all the right spots, the curly browns peeking just right the way I'd planned it.
"Holy Shit Becca, what are you wearing?" he gasped at me.
"Oh nothing really silly, do you like it?"
He stood up quickly as I approached the couch, that stupid ball game forgotten as he gazed on my treasures. I knew I had him hooked.
"Yea, sure but it's kind of revealing don't you think. Shit, you're just a kid and all, maybe you shouldn't dress like that with me around."
"Don't be a silly goose, I dressed like this just because you were around. Surely you know by now I have a case of the major hots for you Chad dear?"
Becca blog, I thought he would melt right through the floor right then. I knew I had him by the short hairs and I was reaching up to put my arms around him when brat boy came back.
"Becca, what are you doing in your pajamas?" he asked stupidly.
"They are not P.J.'s idiot, this is lingerie and I was just allowing Chad to see how nice I looked in them."
"Yea, duh. And showing him all your goodie packages at the same time. I can see your nipples thorough that top and I'm pretty sure that stuff down below is cunt hair, am I not right?"
"You are a disgusting dork," I told the dweeb. What a fuckin' kill joy he is. Suddenly Chad got nervous with junior being there and made a lame excuse to leave right before I had the opportunity to initiate our torrid love affair. Oh well dear blog, it's only a brief matter of time before he succumbs to my beauty and sexy body and he will be mine. Finally I am about to lose my virginity. Well, officially anyway.
Dallas grinned at the entry. He knew the little Jewish bitch had the hots for the handsome college boy, that was plainly clear every time the two were in sight of each other. How to work this all in? He'd read with interest the entry of Becca with young Tina in the mall lingerie shop. What if Tina initiated an amorous liaison between her and hunk Chad with little Becca as the mousetrap bait? Could work. Planning and initiative were the keys. What would initiate Tina? Money and pussy apparently.
Dallas called his sister into the bedroom.
"We need a trap set on this gal at the mall." He handed her the name of the shop and the name.
"What kind of a trap?"
"Video surveillance, I think she's skimming the receipts and pocketing some of the goods or sales."
"O.K., but I'll have to go in as a security inspector for their own in-store cameras, will that work?"
"Perfectly, do it tomorrow, Tuesday. I want to spring this little surprise package by the weekend."
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