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Exhibitionist Beach MILF
Exhibitionist Beach MILF
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I stepped out of my car and looked up at Dad’s huge house. This place was truly impressive. Dad was a bigshot in the world of finance and he was always buying extravagant things to try and impress his clients and colleagues. This might’ve been his biggest purchase ever.
As I walked up to the front door and pulled out the key Dad had sent me I couldn’t help but take in the fresh smell of the ocean air coming in off the Gulf of Mexico. Dad’s house wasn’t right on the beach, but it was close, just a short drive away.
I noticed a nice blue luxury sedan in the driveway. I knew it didn’t belong to Dad, he had told me in a text message that it belonged to a friend that had stayed over. Probably another bigshot finance guy who got too drunk playing cards the night before. That wasn’t unusual. Dad was always having these guys over for parties.
I opened up the front door and walked in with my bags.
This place was really amazing. Highly polished tile floors gleamed under my feet. Huge couches and recliners sat in the den around the biggest flatscreen I had ever seen.
“Whoa,” I muttered.
I kept walking. An enormous marble staircase was at the back of the room. I went up it. At the top I had a choice, left or right. I went right and at the first door I saw a sticky note with my name on it, Evan. I pulled it off the door and opened it.
The room was very spacious. A queen bed with a dark wood headboard sat in the middle of the room. Light streamed in windows that had a great view of the street and driveway. A long desk sat in front of that window.
“Not bad,” I said to myself.
I put my bags next to the bed and checked my phone. No new texts or calls.
I decided to do some exploring. I went back out into the wide hallway and walked in the opposite direction. I opened the door at the end of the hall.
The master bedroom was enormous. I swear my entire apartment could fit in here and there would still be room left over. The biggest bed I’d ever seen sat in the middle of the room. It was like a trampoline. It had a huge light pink bedspread that amused me. One entire wall was windows looking in the direction of the ocean. Glimmers of turquoise water could be seen between the high-rise hotels. Mirrors covered the other wall. This room was really something.
“Holy...” I muttered.
An unusual sound caught my attention. It was like a light humming noise.
I walked over to a door at the back of the room, it had to be the master bathroom. I heard the noise again, this time louder.
It was singing. A light, soft voice was singing a pop song. That didn’t sound like one of Dad’s finance buddies. That sounded like a woman.
The singing kept going.
Definitely a woman.
Curiosity was killing me. I grasped the brass handle of the door and eased it open, just enough to peek through.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherCJ Blake
Release dateMar 25, 2024
ISBN9798224806836
Exhibitionist Beach MILF
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CJ Blake

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    CJ Blake

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    Exhibitionist Beach MILF

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    Exhibitionist Beach MILF

    I stepped out of my car and looked up at Dad’s huge house. This place was truly impressive. Dad was a bigshot in the world of finance and he was always buying extravagant things to try and impress his clients and colleagues. This might’ve been his biggest purchase ever.

    As I walked up to the front door and pulled out the key Dad had sent me I couldn’t help but take in the fresh smell of the ocean air coming in off the Gulf of Mexico. Dad’s house wasn’t right on the beach, but it was close, just a short drive away.

    I noticed a nice blue luxury sedan in the driveway. I knew it didn’t belong to Dad, he had told me in a text message that it belonged to a friend that had stayed over. Probably another bigshot finance guy who got too drunk playing cards the night before. That wasn’t unusual. Dad was always having these guys over for parties.

    I opened up the front door and walked in with my bags.

    This place was really amazing. Highly polished tile floors gleamed under my feet. Huge couches and recliners sat in the den around the biggest flatscreen I had ever seen.

    Whoa, I muttered.

    I kept walking. An enormous marble staircase was at the back of the room. I went up it. At the top I had a choice, left or right. I went right and at the first door I saw a sticky note with my name on it, Evan. I pulled it off the door and opened it.

    The room was very spacious. A queen bed with a dark wood headboard sat in the middle of the room. Light streamed in windows that had a great view of the street and driveway. A long desk sat in front of that window.

    Not bad, I said to myself.

    I put my bags next to the bed and checked my phone. No new texts or calls.

    I decided to do some exploring. I went back out into the wide hallway and walked in the opposite direction. I opened the door at the end of the hall.

    The master bedroom was enormous. I swear my entire apartment could fit in here and there would still be room left over. The biggest bed I’d ever seen sat in the middle of the room. It was like a trampoline. It had a huge light pink bedspread that amused me. One entire wall was windows looking in the direction of the ocean. Glimmers of turquoise water could be seen between the high-rise hotels. Mirrors covered the other wall. This room was really something.

    Holy shit, I muttered.

    An unusual sound caught my attention. It was like a light humming noise.

    I walked over to a door at the back of the room, it had to be the master bathroom. I heard the noise again, this time louder.

    It was singing. A light, soft voice was singing a pop song. That didn’t sound like one of Dad’s finance buddies. That sounded like a woman.

    The singing kept going.

    Definitely a woman.

    Curiosity was killing me. I grasped the brass handle of the door and eased it open, just enough to peek through.

    I could see a mirror, and in that mirror I happened to catch a quick glimpse of a woman’s ass right as she stepped in the shower and closed the frosted glass door. It was a nice ass, round and juicy, with nice legs too, and a golden tan that covered every inch of bare skin.

    My cock sprang up.

    Dad didn’t say anything about a girlfriend. Who was she?

    The water in the shower turned on, the singing kept going.

    I opened the door a little wider, enough so I could poke my head in. I stared at that frosted glass shower door trying to make out a feature or body part. I couldn’t really see anything but a vague outline, but it looked

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