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                           Codes: Mf, oral, hand

                          Copyright (c) John D 2012

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                                  Preface

This story is an additional tale of the "Growing Pains" universe; one of
around 40 short flash stories designed to introduce characters and provide 
back story where required. Not all of the characters will be familiar
instantly, but it will all tie in at the end!

The "Growing Pains" universe is a set of stories that centres around the
life of Andy Williams and all those who got to know him as he grows up.
While everything may not be totally clear, it will be the time the Universe
is all released. For a fuller explanation please see my website.

This story relates to a scene with the troubled Jodie Roberts and her
boyfriend's father, Tom Walters. Her affair with Jez's father would
initially excite her and Jez but over the coming eighteen months would
eventually come to poison her relationship to Jez. This takes place in
January 1999.

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                               Jodie and Jez

Jodie pulled her drunken boyfriend up to his house and gently opened the
front door with his keys. It was hard, Jez was a little bigger than she
was, but Jodie did play a lot of football and with her strength could just 
about manage him. The sixteen year-old closed the front door softly, not
wanting to disturb Jez's father but as the catch locked, her boyfriend
stumbled and they fell through the lounge door with a crash.

Her heart stopped for a moment; not wanting to wake Tom, but she jumped
when he sat up from the couch and swore. Jodie gasped when she looked up:
her boyfriend's father was naked on the sofa, his dick in his hand and
hardcore pornography playing on the television. "Shit!" Jodie averted her
eyes and pulled her drunken boyfriend towards the stairs, muttering an
apology to Tom.

Jez stumbled into his room and collapsed on the bed. Jodie's mind was
spinning with the scene she had just witnessed downstairs and glared at her
drunken partner. She growled at him and yanked down his trousers and
boxers, pausing for a minute to admire his bare cock and almost hairless
body. Jodie sighed and pulled the covers over his unclothed body, before
turning off the light and closing the door quietly; he was too drunk to be 
"fun."

Jodie came back down the stairs and smiled at Tom tidying the room. He had 
turned off the video, clearly he was no longer feeling horny and had
wrapped himself in his fleecy dressing gown from the side, covering his
dignity. He averted his eyes the moment he saw her and apologised; he was
embarrassed. She gave a titter, while no man likes to be caught watching
pornography, could there be a worse person to see you than your son's
girlfriend?

"It's fine," she whispered quietly. She had been wearing a blue designer
dress, originally given to her by a friend that Jez always loved to see her
in. It was figure-hugging, short, and showed plenty of cleavage, and she
straightened it. "I know men have needs. Especially single men."

Tom grunted and Jodie licked her lips. "Yeah, sorry. You said you would be 
out all night."

"We were. Mum has gone away for the week but Jez drank too much. I wore
this for him specially. I know he likes to see me in it," she cooed and Tom
nodded. "We saw some friends when we were bowling."

"You look lovely, my dear."

Jodie sidled up to him. "I hope you didn't stop for me," she told him and
turned the television back on. "Because I don't mind, and I was expecting
to see something tonight. What with me in this dress."

Jodie sat on the couch and Tom's eyes widened as she pressed Play on the
VCR remote. Instantly, a girl with big tits came onto the screen and was
squealing in fake delight as she was being rammed from behind by her hunky 
co-star.

"Oh my God," Tom muttered and Jodie looked at him.

"This is so fake. Where's that one that Jez and I watched the other day?"
She asked and Tom spluttered. 

"Jez shouldn't be anywhere near my stuff," he moaned breathlessly and Jodie
walked over to the cabinet, usually locked, on the side of the room. 

"These looks are easy to unpick," she told him and picked a video up and
then replaced the playing video with it. She pressed FORWARD on the video
player and watched as it scrolled past the credits and came to start
playing on a Roman villa and a half-naked girl walked in, on barefoot. 

Jodie pulled her dress up and wiggled her hips as she sidled back to the
couch. Tom was breathing heavily, the scene unfolding was erotic, but it
was wrong and the presence of the little minx from next door meant he was
unable to do anything. He was too nervous.

Jodie sensed this and leaned in to whisper, pressing her body up against
his. "It's OK. You don't think I have flashed you by accident these last
couple of weeks. Jez has dared me to. He got drunk last week and told me
his biggest fantasy was to have a threesome with his best friend or his
Dad. He wants to share me and I think I want to do porn and he will have to
see me so it's fine." Tom gulped and Jodie slid her bare hand through the 
gap in the dressing gown and felt his partially engorged cock. "You seem to
be too nervous," she told him and Tom spluttered. 

"Well, it's ... it's that ... well you are here. I can't while you are here,
love."

Jodie giggled and slid her hand up and down his cock, spreading the pre-cum
over the tip and down his shaft. "Yes you can," she whispered and with her
left hand guided Tom to feel underneath her dress. He sighed as he felt
her bare pussy and then groaned as Jodie squeezed his manhood. He threw his
head back and she twisted her hand around the tip as her hand glided up
and down his shaft.

"That's ... that's ... oh my God," he tensed, and Jodie leaned in to suck the
tip of his cock and then theatrically tasted his juices.

"Oh Jodie, you shouldn't," he cried and the teenage girl just returned to
his, now erect cock and began to bob gently on his hard-on. He grunted and 
tried to move away, his conscience getting the better of him and Jodie
looked up and smiled.

"Watch your film, and let me do this. I've fucked older men before, and
given loads of head. And Jez never complains. He wants me to." He grunted
and she raised her eyebrows. "When was the last time a sixteen year old
mouth was sucking this monster?"

"About 30 years ago," he admitted breathlessly and the woman on the screen 
began to orgasm loudly. 

Jodie pushed her face into his pubic hair and began to bob up and down on
his shaft. She put her left hand under his testicles and began caressing
them, while her right hand pumped the base of his large cock. 

He groaned and breathed out noisily. It had been a very long time since
someone had given him a blow-job, over ten years, and Jodie was very good. 
She ran her tongue over his tip and he rubbed the back of her black hair.
Her fingers darted over his testicles and she gave them a gentle squeeze.
He bucked his hips and began to rhythmically push his cock deeper into
Jodie's mouth.

Tom cried out and clenched his buttocks; he felt it coming, the sensation
that his loins needed to release, and squeezed his muscles. He grunted and 
groaned. "Jodie," he squealed as she sucked harder and then released.

A surge of intense satisfaction swept through his body as several waves of 
semen rose up his shaft and splattered the inside of Jodie's mouth. She
stayed with Tom's bucking hips running her tongue over his sensitive cock
and then looked up at him.

"Feel better now?" Jodie asked, the cum washing around over her tongue and 
Tom nodded, still not quite sure what had just happened. Jodie pushed out
his cum of her mouth and then sucked it back in and swallowed it. "Good,
'cos do you remember what a girl looks like down there?"

Tom nodded and Jodie guided his hand to her moist slit. "Just use your
fingers," she whispered and watched as Tom parted her labia and slid his
rough fingers up and down her well lubricated runway. He grunted and his
fingers found her button and she squealed. "Gently."

Jodie was clearly expecting to be looked after by Jez that night but the
drunkenness of her boyfriend had stopped her, so she was enjoying the
fingers of her boyfriend's father instead. There was a taboo - not only the
age difference but who the middle-aged man was, and Jodie squealed as he
located her button.

But it was too much too soon, and she told him to slow down. He slid his
hand along her crack and jabbed two fingers into her hole. Jodie cried out 
loudly, Tom wasn't being as gentle as she was expecting but she didn't
object to a bit of rough treatment and Tom knew where her teenage buttons
were. 

She leant back and allowed him easier access to her pussy and he began to
slide two fingers into her with his thumb pivoting over her clit. She
squealed and groaned and began to impale herself on his fingers, sliding
her hips back and forwards on the couch. 

She massaged her tits through the material and began muttering. She grunted
nasally and with desperate conviction, throwing her body into the touches 
of the older gentleman. She felt it rising inside her, and closed her eyes,
breathing furiously. 

Jez would do this when she asked him and she loved him when he did it;
Jodie just loved being touched and molested there. It was wonderful and so 
incredible. She felt her muscles tighten and she threw herself back on the 
couch, bouncing as she hit the back of the chair. 

Jodie shrieked and cried as Tom's fingers drove her to orgasm, and she felt
her legs tremble and then quiver mercilessly. 

"That was brilliant," she enthused as her body soaked up the last of the
satisfying waves. "Thank you. I needed that." Tom bit his lip and she
straightened herself up. "I might be asking for that again," she promised
and got up from the couch.

"I am not sure whether that is a good idea," Tom whimpered and Jodie leaned
into him.

"Jez has always played well with other people," Jodie whispered. "He is
very good at sharing. And I think you need it. All three of us do."

Tom grunted and watched the seductive girl walk towards the stairs towards 
Jez's bedroom. She would have some tale to tell him when he woke up.