Keeping It In The Family: Sex with mum and daughter (Salesman Sex Book 2)

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Keeping It in The Family
    (Salesman Sex 2)
     
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    Keeping it in the family
    Copyright © 2013 by C J Edwards
     
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    This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.  The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously. All characters portrayed are over the age of eighteen.
     
    Adult Reading Material.
     
    Please note that I use British spelling throughout.  You will see doubled letters (focussed), ou’s (colour) and ‘re’ (centre) as well as a few other differences from American spelling.
     
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    KEEPING IT IN THE FAMILY
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    Still in his first month as a renewable energy salesman, ex-soldier Jeff was having the time of his life. His sales were well over target and he was earning about three times his old military salary. But that wasn’t even the best of it. He had a job which took him to see horny housewives and MILFs every day and there was something about being a salesman which seemed to make their panties fall off as soon as he got inside their homes.
    It was a Monday, so Jeff had treated himself to a late start. Why not, he had earned it! After a bit of a lie in and a hard hour in the gym, he headed out to his first call on the other side of town.
    As he pulled up in front of an ordinary looking semi-detached house with roses growing around the bay window, he realised he’d forgotten to call and confirm the appointment. ‘Damn’ he thought to himself. Late starts had a way of breeding lazy habits. There was now a fair chance he had just driven thirty minutes for nothing.
    Oh well, he shrugged and slammed the door on his company Mondeo. Striding across the road, he rang the doorbell – nothing! Ringing again, he still got no response so he banged on the glass, just in case the bell was out of order. There was still no answer so he turned to leave, just as he heard someone fumbling with the door catch.
    The door flew open and he found himself looking down at a flustered housewife. No more than five foot two; Lucy McGuire was blonde, shapely and a little out of breath. Jeff instinctively leant in to close the one foot gap in their respective heights and got a whiff of the unmistakeable scent of pussy juice. He realised in a flash what he had just interrupted.
    “Can I help you?” she asked, in a surprisingly stern voice.
    “Hello, Mrs McGuire?” asked Jeff. “I’m Jeff from Sunshine Panels, we spoke on the phone.” He extended his hand.
    Lucy hesitated and then took his proffered hand with one that been inside her pussy only a few minutes before. “It’s Ms McGuire,” she said abruptly. “I’m divorced.”
    “I see,” said Jeff, meaningfully. “Can I come in?”
    Lucy hesitated again and then stepped to one side to let him pass. “Sorry,” she said, “I didn’t mean to be rude. I was in the middle of something.” Jeff walked past her towards the first door which seemed to be the lounge and his customer followed on. “Please call me Lucy, by the way,” she added as an afterthought.
    Jeff settled himself down in Lucy’s lounge and had a good look around as she excused herself for a few moments. The house definitely had the feminine touch and he guessed Mr McGuire hadn’t been around for a while. He imagined her bedroom was probably all silk sheets and lacy throws and teddies. He made a promise to himself to find out.
    When Lucy

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