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   So, my life was pretty much perfect.  I had lots of money from the
current job as I was doing as a private detective and lots of sex with
different women.  I was living the highlife and loving it.  Then, something
changed my life, and I was not pleased.

   It was late afternoon and luckily I was on my own in my house.  That was
the only bit of luck I had that day.  The doorbell went and standing there
was my ex-wife Amanda and my son Kyle.  Now Kyle and I have always gotten
on great, both love football, cars and all the stuff boys love.  However,
he was now 12 and was getting out of hand.  I had always told Amanda that
she was too soft on him.  Anyway, here they were at my door and Amanda
pushes Kyle in.  "I can't control him any more so he's coming to stay with
you".  Now, Amanda and I get on fine now, my previous indiscretions
seemingly forgiven since she found a new man.  But this was not part of any
plan I had.  "You have got to be kidding me" I blurted out a bit too
quickly, Kyle still standing there.  Backtracking, I explained that my work
involved unsocial hours and that it was not practical for Kyle to live with
me as I could be out working during the night sometimes (although I must
admit that my sex life was the first thing on my mind).  But she was not
interested.  As far as she was concerned he had to stay here.  No other
answer.

   I made Amanda coffee and she explained everything to me while Kyle
watched television.  He was definitely getting out of hand and I realised I
had to do something.  He was getting into fights at school, bullying his
little sister and was on the verge of getting suspended from school for the
cheek he was giving the teachers.  I have a strong sense of what is right
or wrong, and this boy needed a firm hand.  I agreed to take him on a short
term basis but something told me inside that this was not going to be short
term and how right I was.  Amanda left and gave Kyle a kiss and suddenly it
was me and my son living together.

   It was Friday night and Kyle and I walked down the road to the chip shop
to get our tea.  After that we cleaned up and Kyle asked if he could go and
see his mates.  "No, you and I have to chat.  If you are going to live here
then you are going to live by my rules".  Kyle said nothing.  We sat at the
bare kitchen table.  "Want to tell me what's been going on between your mum
and you".  "Sorry Dad" was all he could mumble.  "Well that's all well and
good but from what you mum's told me you've been well out of order". 
Silence from Kyle.  "Well it will be different here" I stated
authoratively. "I'll treat you more like an adult and you behave like one".
"Ok" came the response.  "So here are the rules.  One, you want to live
here then you have to do half the work.  That means cleaning, cooking,
shopping, those are just the basics just for living here.  Two, this is my
house and you need to respect that.  No damage.  Three, you respect all our
neighbours.  I don't want any complaints from them.  Four, you better not
get in trouble with the law.  I don't need the hassle, ok".  "Ok" Kyle
replied.  I continued, "five, my bedroom and the study are out of bounds.
You don't need to be in there so I'd better not catch you - I've got a lot
of personal stuff in there.  Finally six, I want no bad reports from school
and you need to try harder when you are there.  If you are struggling,
speak to me." "If you do all that and act like a grown up then I'll treat
you as one.

   To be honest, I didn't know what I would do if he decided to ignore all
these rules but I thought I would cross that bridge when I came to it.  I
was pretty tough with the kid and I wondered if the only reason he was
going off the rails a bit was that his mum was being too soft on him and he
was ruling the roost back home.  I got the feeling he respected my wishes
and would be just fine.

   One problem still needed addressing and that was my love life.  How was
I going to keep up all my sexual liaisons with my son roaming about the
house.  This question dogged me all Friday night and Saturday until I
finally decided to meet the dilemma head on.  I had said to Kyle that if he
acted like an adult I would treat him like one so that's what I did.  After
tea, which I showed him how to cook, I told Kyle I wanted to speak to him
again.  He was all ears.  "I said I would treat you like an adult if you
acted like one so I want to let you in on a little secret.  I have, how
should I put it, lots of girlfriends, and some of them like to stay the
night quite often".  I waited for a response.  A smile covered his face and
he was not slow on the uptake.  "You mean you fuck a lot of different
women".  "Yeh" was my reply.  "Go on Dad" he laughed.  "There are two
things I want you to do Kyle.  One, this is our secret.  I sure as hell
don't want anyone finding out, especially your mum.  So don't you dare go
bragging this around school or anywhere else".  I must have said that very
sternly as his face was very serious.  "Two, anyone who I invite into this
house is a friend of mine and I expect you to be polite and adult, so no
sniggering." I think he got the message.

   "Dad, if you are bringing all these women home, can I bring girls back?"
Well I've got to say this startled me somewhat, "your only twelve Kyle, but
when you're old enough I'm not going to be a hypocrite".  I half laughed.
"When's old enough" he pushed.  "I don't know but I did say that if you act
like an adult I'll treat you like one".  This seemed to satisfy him.  I
thought that while we were on the subject I would do the fatherly thing. 
"You ever had a girlfriend Kyle?" I asked.  "Yeh, Amanda Roberts, but we
split up".  After further pressing I learned that they had gone out for a
few weeks and kissed, tongues and all.  He seemed very proud that he was
the first boy in his class to `french' a girl.  I asked him if he
masturbated.  At first he was taken aback but quickly seemed at ease. 
"Yeh, sure" he answered.  "Well we need to talk birds and bees then" I
said. So I told Kyle all he needed to know about girls and boys and to be
honest he knew pretty much all of it anyway.  I told him to talk to me
again if he wanted any help with girls or he got a new girlfriend.  He
seemed to like the fact we had this conversation.

   Soon Kyle and me got into our routine and everything was working out
fine.  He was doing great around the place and even doing extra jobs for
pocket money.  I had brought a couple of girls back and Kyle had been the
perfect gentleman.  One of the girls quipped to me that he was going to be
just like his dad as Kyle stood in the open plan kitchen in nothing but his
boxer shorts.  He certainly was filling out.  "the girls in his class must
be all over him she teased him".  Kyle just smiled.  I think that's when I
realised he was probably going to be a bit of a natural with girls, just
like his dad.  Kyle was quite tall for his age, sandy blonde hair which was
a bit ruffled, and a slim but slightly muscular build.  Perhaps I could
give him the benefit of all my wisdom as to how to get into girls panties.
I half laughed inside my head.

   About 3 weeks after Kyle had moved in he came home from school one night
and announced that he had a date for Friday night.  "Any tips dad" he said
half thinking he knew it all anyway.  "Well, what would you like to know" I
asked, knocking the ball back in his court.  "Well, she a real babe dad so
I don't want to scare her off by acting like a twat.  At the same time, I
don't want her thinking I'm a loser." "Well" I started, "the most important
thing is to act natural.  Girls like boys that are confident but that also
take into account their feelings.  And boy, to girls have lots of feelings.
But don't be overly confident or cocky.  They don't like that.  They like
to feel that they are the centre of attention." "Well how do I do that"
Kyle asked obviously a bit worried.  "Tell her how beautiful she is and how
lucky you are to be going out with such a gorgeous girl.  Who is she?" "Amy
Chapel, she's in my class at school, bit of a babe actually and she's got
tits".  "Well - I'll give you the benefit of all my experience after tea" I
offered.

   So Kyle and I sat down after tea.  "Where are you meeting her" I asked.
"At the cinema at 7pm" answered Kyle.  "Well, when you meet her, take her
hand and give her a peck on the cheek.  That way she knows it's a real date
and not just 2 kids going to the cinema.  Hold her hand all the way in. 
Offer to pay, I'll give you some extra money.  Take her by the hand right
to the back row.  That way she'll realise you're not there to watch the
film.  That way you two can get on with doing a lot of kissing" I teased.
Kyle was rapped.  "Should I try and feel her up?" I was silenced for a
moment.  "Well Kyle, if the kissing is going well then why not, but
remember, you need to treat girls with respect.  They are there to enjoy
themselves as well.  If you scare them off then they'll never come back. 
However, you need to take the lead.  Remember what I said, be confident but
not too assertive.  So by all means go for it but if she pushes you away
just leave it.  If she says 'no' then you have to work out if she really
means it.  Some girls say it even though they are enjoying themselves just
so they don't look easy." I explained further.  "God, that's confusing. 
Why don't they just say what they like and don't like" asked Kyle confused.
"Yeh, you would think" I said sarcastically.  "If she says no, break it off
and say 'but I thought you were enjoying it' and try again.  If she says no
again then give it a rest.  "Ok dad, thanks for the top tips".  "No problem
son, and remember to take it easy, your only 12".  "Nearly 13" he piped
back.

   So Friday came at Kyle took ages getting ready.  He came out of his
bedroom wearing jeans and a sleeveless t-shirt.  "Very nice - how can she
resist you, little babe magnet" I teased.  Kyle laughed.  I dropped him off
at the cinema and Amy as already there.  He walked over to her, took her
hand and pecked her on the cheek.  He then said something to her and she
smiled back.  Bingo.  I must admit she was really cute and I could see why
Kyle fancied her.  She was wearing a short skirt with a vest top and a
cardigan over it, very cute.  On the way home I started to realise that I
was getting very turned on just by thinking about what they could be up to
and I could not wait to hear about it when Kyle got home.

   Amy's mum picked them both up and dropped of Kyle at 10pm.  No chance
for a goodnight kiss.  I could tell as soon as he walked in that Kyle was
happy.  "Cheers dad, you advice was spot on, and he gave me a hug".  "So,
tell me what happened then son".  So Kyle told me how they had walked in
hand in hand, how he had offered to pay but she refused so they paid their
own way.  He then led her to the back row and they chatted until the lights
went down.  As they did Kyle slipped his arm round Amy and she cuddled in.
About 10 minutes in he asked if she was ok and she turned to him and said
yes.  He realised this was his chance and he leaned forward and kissed her.
She was very receptive and soon they were `frenching' each other.  His left
arm still around her, his right hand placed on her hip.  Her left hand was
on his leg and he was getting excited.  After 10 minutes `pashing' they
broke it off and went back to watching the film.  A while later and Kyle
wanted to get back to where they were so he whispered in here ear "I can't
believe how hot you look tonight" she turned round again and started
kissing all over again, tongues exploring every part of each other's
mouths. "You were spot on dad.  She definitely responded to me every time I
told how gorgeous or hot she was" Kyle told me.

   Kyle continued his story.  After a few minutes of kissing, Kyle had
decided to make his move.  He slowly moved his right hand up from her hip
until he was gently cupping her left breast.  He left his hand there for a
minute and as she did not protest, he started to massage her boob.  Kyle
was getting very brave so he moved his hand up to her shoulder and slipped
the cardigan slightly off and the vest top strap off her shoulder.  He
slowly moved his middle and index finger under the vest top, under her bra
and gently touched her nipple.  "No Kyle" she said belatedly and he broke
of kissing, looked her in the eye and said "but I thought you were enjoying
this".  He moved back and started kissing her again resuming where he left
off, this time with his whole hand under her top and bra massaging her left
tit.  The kissing got more passionate and she started to rub her hand up
and down Kyle's leg.  At one point Kyle wondered whether she would try and
rub his crotch but she never did.  Kyle then broke off the kissing started
kissing her neck whispering in her ear how "fucking gorgeous" she was.  He
started to lower his kisses down over her shoulder to the top of her vest.
He was about to move his hand down to reveal her left tit to the fresh air
so he could kiss it when Amy decided that was enough.  She broke it off,
adjusted her strap and cardigan and both Kyle and Amy held hands for the
remainder of the film.  They walked out to Amy's mum's car hand in hand. 
Kyle was buzzing.  "Well my son got to feel a real tit" I said to him and
we gave each other high fives.  "Everything you said was spot on dad,
thanks a million"

   I went to bed thinking how I would have loved to have been there
watching that whole episode with Kyle and Amy.  I was completely turned on
by the thought of the two of them getting it on together.  My mind was in
overdrive and then had an idea, a rather naughty one, but by morning I
started to make plans to put it into action.