18-12-2021, 04:36 PM
That afternoon, we 3 decided to go out to play pool. My FIL is an accomplished Pool player. Tushar was a learner and I never played before. I wore another tank neck noodle strap short top ending slightly below waist and a skirt which ended just above my knees (I usually wear such cloths, while going out, so nothing new in this). Tushar and my FIL were ready when I walked out of my room ready. My FIL gave a nice stare at my body as I walked in. I bent down nicely and showed my cleavages to him again on pretext of wearing my sandals. As I bent my legs sitting cross legs to wear sandal, I gave him glimpse of my under thighs as well. Tushar saw him staring hungrily. I could feel his eyes on my body. I was enjoying this tease.
We reached the club where we were supposed to play. Tushar and FIL started their game and after 3 games, Tushar was trailing 0-3. My FIL was too happy to have these easy wins over his kid. As per our plan, I got up and said to my FIL, “Dad, you are such an amazing player. The balls just accept all your instructions. Tushar is simply nothing in front of u, saying this I rushed and hugged him.” He also hugged and said, “Come on Tushar, try and beat an old lad.” Tushar was not amused at this and said, “I can beat you dad, it’s just that I don’t want to. Let’s have a bet of $500 for the next game.” FIL who was so sure of winning it accepted the offer. I said, “I will work as a cheerleader for Dad.” We all laughed at this and the game started.
Soon FIL showed his class and started to pocket the balls assigned to him. Every time he use to pocket a ball, I use to jump and clap raising my hands. Which would reveal my nicely shaved arm pits to my FIL. Also raising the hands ensured that the top gets raised to reveal my waist and navel. At the same time, this jumping use to assure my skirt fly up and down to reveal my sexy thighs more. This made my FIL hungrier for me and for win. He kept on pocketing the balls and I kept on jumping and cheering. This went on for full hour or so and by the time the game was finished, I could see a bump in my FIL’s jeans. He was totally craving for me.
After the match was over, I said, “Dad, you are such a class player, would you mind teaching me a bit of pool. Am absolutely novice in this game.” Tushar said, “I can teach you Awu, if u want.” I winked at him and said laughing, “I don’t want a looser to teach me dear, I want an awesome player to teach” all of us laughed at this and FIL agreed to teach me. The first thing he showed me was how to hold the cue and how to set the aim. Then he asked me to practically do it, this is what I was waiting for, a chance to bend in front of him again. I took the cue placed it on the table and bent forward taking an aim. FIL who was supposed to watch the position was watching my cleavages. I remained in that position for a while on pretext of taking the aim and then hit the white (cue) ball. No doubt it didn’t hit the targeted ball. But smoothly went down the pocket. FIL laughed and told me to try again, placing the cue ball back at the table. I bent again, took aim, hit the cue ball and the target ball was missed again. Then FIL came close to me saying, “no, no Awani, not like this, you will have to be focused on the ball and ur hands and eyes should be in co-ordination.” I said, “How, show me dad.” He came behind me, held my hand placed the cue stick properly and asked me to bend forward. Held my other hand in his other hand placed it on the table to make angel and hit the ball. Doing this he was almost holding me in his arms from behind.
His dick touching my ass for a while gave me wild sensation. No doubt the cue ball hit the targeted ball, which obediently fell into the pocket.I stood up and jumped up and down in celebrations. Dad was just behind me, he could see my boobs bouncing as I bounced. My sexy body swaying up and down in front of him. I hugged and kissed him on his cheeks in happiness. I looked at Tushar, who was smiling and winked at him. We practiced the game for a while before we left for our home.
We reached the club where we were supposed to play. Tushar and FIL started their game and after 3 games, Tushar was trailing 0-3. My FIL was too happy to have these easy wins over his kid. As per our plan, I got up and said to my FIL, “Dad, you are such an amazing player. The balls just accept all your instructions. Tushar is simply nothing in front of u, saying this I rushed and hugged him.” He also hugged and said, “Come on Tushar, try and beat an old lad.” Tushar was not amused at this and said, “I can beat you dad, it’s just that I don’t want to. Let’s have a bet of $500 for the next game.” FIL who was so sure of winning it accepted the offer. I said, “I will work as a cheerleader for Dad.” We all laughed at this and the game started.
Soon FIL showed his class and started to pocket the balls assigned to him. Every time he use to pocket a ball, I use to jump and clap raising my hands. Which would reveal my nicely shaved arm pits to my FIL. Also raising the hands ensured that the top gets raised to reveal my waist and navel. At the same time, this jumping use to assure my skirt fly up and down to reveal my sexy thighs more. This made my FIL hungrier for me and for win. He kept on pocketing the balls and I kept on jumping and cheering. This went on for full hour or so and by the time the game was finished, I could see a bump in my FIL’s jeans. He was totally craving for me.
After the match was over, I said, “Dad, you are such a class player, would you mind teaching me a bit of pool. Am absolutely novice in this game.” Tushar said, “I can teach you Awu, if u want.” I winked at him and said laughing, “I don’t want a looser to teach me dear, I want an awesome player to teach” all of us laughed at this and FIL agreed to teach me. The first thing he showed me was how to hold the cue and how to set the aim. Then he asked me to practically do it, this is what I was waiting for, a chance to bend in front of him again. I took the cue placed it on the table and bent forward taking an aim. FIL who was supposed to watch the position was watching my cleavages. I remained in that position for a while on pretext of taking the aim and then hit the white (cue) ball. No doubt it didn’t hit the targeted ball. But smoothly went down the pocket. FIL laughed and told me to try again, placing the cue ball back at the table. I bent again, took aim, hit the cue ball and the target ball was missed again. Then FIL came close to me saying, “no, no Awani, not like this, you will have to be focused on the ball and ur hands and eyes should be in co-ordination.” I said, “How, show me dad.” He came behind me, held my hand placed the cue stick properly and asked me to bend forward. Held my other hand in his other hand placed it on the table to make angel and hit the ball. Doing this he was almost holding me in his arms from behind.
His dick touching my ass for a while gave me wild sensation. No doubt the cue ball hit the targeted ball, which obediently fell into the pocket.I stood up and jumped up and down in celebrations. Dad was just behind me, he could see my boobs bouncing as I bounced. My sexy body swaying up and down in front of him. I hugged and kissed him on his cheeks in happiness. I looked at Tushar, who was smiling and winked at him. We practiced the game for a while before we left for our home.
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