Page 5 of The Masked Menage, an Erotic Novel (First Time Taboo Agency 2)

Daddy stepped away from Sandy. He flashed his brilliant blue eyes at me.

"Your man?" He said.

"You know I love you, Daddy," I said.

Daddy smiled.

"Okay, you two have some fun, I've got to get some shopping done," said Daddy.

"Careful, Daddy," I said. "Things can get awfully exciting at the shopping mall. I wouldn't want you to overdo it."

Daddy snickered, good-naturedly.

"Your concern is duly noted," he said.

He reached for his hat and jacket, and then he was out the door.

"God, Sandy, your step-dad is such a hunk. I wanna drown in his eyes. How could he still be single?" She said.

"I don't know," I said. "I guess in his own way, he never got over my mom."

"It's such a waste," she sighed. "I'd fuck him in a heartbeat."

"Sandy!" I gasped. "He's my dad! What's gotten into you?"

"Just stating the truth," she said.

"Don't talk that way about my dad, okay?" I said. "It's gross. Besides, you don't know how boring he really is."

Sandy shrugged.

"But you love him," she teased.

"Of course, I love him. He's my dad."

"You're step-dad," she corrected me.

"What's that got to do with it?"

"Nothing," Sandy said, smiling innocently.

"Let's just drop it, okay. I need to talk to you about something serious."

"Fine by me," said Sandy.

Together we went up the stairs to my room.

Chapter 4

Sandy was the pretty cheerleader type. She wasn't at all like me.

Sure, I was very pretty. And I had a great figure.

But I was a bookish nerd with pale skin. I hid my beauty behind glasses and tightly bound hair.

I guess in my own way, I was a bit too much like my dad!

But Sandy always stood tall and proud. She exuded her sexuality and never hid it for a moment.

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