Voyeur Phone Sex-MILF Watches Daughter Become A Sub-Part 1

 

It had been a long day at work. I had to clean up the mess of a colleague who had dropped the ball. However, my exhaustion had been creeping up on me all day and hit a crescendo as I pulled into the driveway of my house. I wasn’t expecting to come home to Voyeur phone sex.

Since my daughter, Hope, dropped out of college and then moved back into the house, I’ve had a hell of a time getting her motivated to deal with the real world. It was a condition of her moving back in to find a job and start contributing. However, I had noticed that my daughter had changed drastically over the last couple of months. I blamed that on her new boyfriend, Brian. To be frank, when I first met him, I was impressed by his rugged good looks, his crooked smile, and his leather jacket. I had forgotten how good leather could smell until after a few drinks one night, and after he got a little too close after dinner.

I found myself attracted to my own daughter’s boyfriend.

He had practically moved in without anyone asking me how I felt about it. My daughter seemed like a listless lump, a buoy bouncing along in the water, and just barely surviving. However, I didn’t want to push the issue or push her away, so I let things go that I normally wouldn’t.

As I walked through the front door, I noticed the clothes and jackets thrown around on the floor and the pile of dishes in the sink. It was then that my irritation began to grow. I keep a neat home, and not only did I have to clean up the messes at work, but I was now having to clean after two grown adults. I could hear the Rolling Stones in the background, the song Sympathy for the Devil playing quietly. As I moved through the house, I began to grab every item of clothing I passed.

I had enough of this nonsense, and I was going to lay down some rules, no matter the consequences.

As I headed upstairs with the discarded clothes in my hand and moved towards my daughter’s room, I noticed her door slightly cracked open. The music got louder as I approached.

“Are you my good girl?”

The statement stopped me in my tracks. It was coming from the room, and the voice asking it was coming from my daughter’s boyfriend, Brian. Quietly, I placed down the clothes by their room. I couldn’t help myself, even though I knew what I was doing was invasive and wrong.

I moved towards the crack of the door while trying to keep as quiet as possible.

“Yes, Sir.”

It was my daughter’s voice.

There was a rolling punch in my stomach as I peeked through the crack. My daughter was standing completely naked in front of her boyfriend, who was wearing a tight pair of Levis and no shirt. He was swigging beer from a bottle and the movement made the silver chain around his neck shift. I stepped back.

I shouldn’t be watching this.

My face grew bright red and hot with embarrassment. What was my daughter doing? What had happened to her? I started to realize that my instinct about her boyfriend was right. He was also probably the reason she dropped out. My anger pushed down my embarrassment and then I stepped again to the door.

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