Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2005 11:44:46 -0400
From: Beach Boy <BeachMan69@webtv.net>
Subject: "Oh Daddy, Fuck Me!" (incest)

             Here I am,53 years old.Divorced.Working my ass off to pay
two mortgages.Mine and my ex-wife's. I can't date because I take all the
over time that I can get. On weekends its spent working around the
house.running errands.Then if there is any time left over I can sleep..
My ex-wife had called and left a message. I wasn't sure what she'
wanted.Probbaly more of my money.I called her back.  Her latest
boyfriend, is taking her to Europe for  aweek,while he is on
business.They can't afford to take our son,Jesse, along.She asked if I
minded if he stay with me. " For Pete's sake he is 17 years old",I said.
She said," I don't want him here alone and I have my reasons". "What are
they?" "Like I said,I have my resaons"> "If you won't tell me,he can't
stay here either.Send him to your mother's place".  "He is our
responsibility.Not my mother's. Until he turns 18,we will see to it that
he is taken care of.Besides you'll find out soon enough".
"Alright,alright,you win.I'll deduct money from child support". "Whopee
dooh,like thats a whole lot to support him". "Be grateful you get that
you ungrateful...". "I'll drop him off before you leave for work in the
morning on our way to the airport". "I'm glad you've given me much
notice". "You didn't give me much notice when you bred me".  This is why
I divorced her........By 5 a.m. next morning the doorbell was ringing. I
tured on the light put on my shirt and pants and went to open the door.
It was my son and his bitch of  a mother. "I didn't know it be this
early."  "Our plane leaves at 8.At least he(pointing to her boyfriend in
asports car) can take me places.Like Europe.Fine dining.Dancing. Hob
knobbing with the movers and the shakers."   "Mom," Jesse stepped
in<"quit harrassing dad by rubbing it in his face " "My marriage t your
dad was  amistake ever since..."  "Yeah,yeah Mom,I know,when you got
knocked up with me".     I was startled,"You mean you know?"  " Of
course Dad.It doesn't matter how I got here. The point is that I am
here.Wat's for breakfast".  The horn honked. She left.Giggling like
ahigh school girl. My son and i went into the kitchen. I started brewing
coffee. I asked him if he wanted pancakes.French toast.Eggs?  Cereal? I
noticed he was looking at my crotch. I didn't realize I was sporting  a
tent. "Sorry about that kiddo." "It's alright Dad. You're human. Besides
men your age depend on drug to help stimulate that". We sat there there
playing catch up. He's areally intelligent kid. When school starts he'll
be finishing high scool.Plans on going to college to take up  a
trade.Geta whole bunch of degrees.Travel.Enjoy life. Ia sk about girls."
I had one but we broke up a few months ago.Mom disapproved of her
because her parents weren't from the right side of the tracks>"  "Like
your Mom came from money? Her family was poorer than dirt" "If you both
ahted each other so much why'd you get tgether and marry?"  "There was
atime I thought I could make your Mom happy. There was a time she
thought I could give her everything she wanted.We both kidded ourselves.
Then you came along and it only got worse. We divorced. She hung on to
alimony and child support that is why she never remarried. Before I knew
it it was 7;30 a.m. I had to leave for work.  After work, Jesse asked if
I'd take him to the store to get  a workout bench set. I said sure.
Webrought it home and set it up.  He began working out on it right
away.Muscle T-shirt and tight gym shorts.Not a bad looking kid. Brown
hair.Blue eyes.Looks like me when I was his age. I decided to shower. I
took a look at myself and found myself wanted to work out again. Yet as
always work had me physically and emotionally drained.I came home went
straight to bed.  One night I came home, I heard my son in the basement
grunting and groaning. He was probably working out. I wasn't as tired.I
went downstairs to see if I could join him. I looked and to my surprise
he was naked and.......Part two coming soon