Daddy's Best Friend (Closed)

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Andrea Reinhard
Age: 18
Senior in highschool
5'2, 110 lbs, 36c breasts

Andi could hear loud, deep voices echoing up the stairs and into her bedroom. It was Friday night, her father's weekly poker night. Ever since her mom had split and never looked back five years ago, her dad had enjoyed having his best friends over for a night of the week for drinking, smoking cigars and playing poker. It had turned into a sort of tradition.

Sighing, Andi decided she had had enough of her english homework. It was time to go down and see what the guys were up to. Her brother was out on the town for the night, but Andi had decided to stay in and catch up on the homework she had recently been neglecting... but it got old after a while.

As she stood up her eyes drifted to the mirror. Her tight white tanktop and even tighter denim shorts hugged her body like a second skin. Her decent sized breasts threatened to spill from the top of her shirt, and her asscheeks threatened to do the same from the bottom of the shorts. Her dad would undoubtedly hate her coming down in that outfit, but what did it matter? It was just his friends.

After fluffing up her pretty blonde hair, Andi bounced down the stairs and into the smoke filled kitchen. She grinned when all of the men glanced up and saw her. She knew all of them well, but one or two more than most and she gave them all a wave.

"Hi guys, I got bored of doing homework" she said in a sweet voice.

Her dad, much to her prediction, glared at her and growled "What the hell do you got on girl?"

Andi smiled sweetly. "Clothes, Daddy".

She heard him mumble something under his breath as she walked by and it sounded a lot like "Not much of them". With that, she opened a cabinet and stood on tiptoes to reach the box of granola bars on the top shelf, completely unaware that the motion made the shirt ride up high on her midriff, and the shorts even higher on her ass.
 
Lance was having a hell of a night. He was over at Jims for their weekly poker games, nothing heavy, bit with a 20 dollar buy in, he could leave with an extra fifty bucks. He was calling all the right buffs, until he got distracted. His daughter had come down

She was a short and slender blond, bit,she popped out in all the right places. He had seen her come down the stairs, and his cool blue eyes had watched the flesh of her breasts jiggle with every step. Her top was tight and low cut, making the tops of her breasts spill out of the neckline, and the soft bronze skin was never at rest

"Hey Andi" he responded as she waved. Then he placed his next bet, forcing Jim to stay in or concede the pot. His eyes dipped over to Andi, groaning as she,stretched for the top shelf, the barest hint of her curving ass Hung out of her shorts, god she had grown a lot in the last 2 years he had been Jims friend, it wad making it damn hard to be decent

"Its on you Jim" he prodded, finally yanking his eyes away from his daughter, just in time to, as Jim looked his way
 
After grabbing a granola bar, Andi hopped up onto the counter and took a bite, watching the game with interest. Her dad sometimes let her play, but never for money. As if she wasn't old enough to gamble.

Her eyes traveled over to Lance who was focused on his cards. He was her dad's best friend, and pretty hot, if she did say so herself. She had often found herself fantasizing about the man at nights. It wasn't a football star, or a rock star that was front in center in her dreams... it was Lance.

As if that would ever happen though, she thought. He had known her since she was a little girl. No way would he ever see her as anything more than a daughter figure.

Just then, her Dad's cell phone rang. He answered it with a terse hello, and his face grew more red and thunderous looking with every passing second.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOURE IN JAIL!?" came his roared response. Andi's eyes widened.

"Yeah, I'll come fucking bail you out, you little shit" her dad roared and then snapped his cell shut. He stood up then.

"Michael is in jail for drunk in public" he growled. "Sorry gents, game has to be cut short. Andi, you stay here. Guys you can either hang around or leave, whatever you want".

With that her dad stalked out of the room, leaving the rest of them kind of wide eyed.
 
They all watched in shocked silence as Jim yelled into the phone, and Lance could yell. All his years in construction. now a foreman, had left him with more then thick slabs of sun darkened and sweat chiseled muscles, but right then, Jim would have showed him up. Worst thing was that with the game cut short everyone wanted to take their money back and turn in. Shortly after that Lance found himself tryin unsuccessfully to convince Dave to stay. Moments later the door closed and he was there with Andi

"I'd suppose you want to play, but I can't take your money, plus your dad don't want you playing for money" he said as he sat back down, taking a deep swig of his beer as he started piling up the chips, his eyes occasionally sliding over that delicious top she was wearing, plus it was hard to not look at her lush thighs as she sat on the counter, fuck what was he thinking, they were so close she was practically his daughter

"Come help me clean up?" He said, finding himself just itching to play more

"Unless you want to play for peanuts or something?"
 
Andi watched, kinda of shocked, as everyone piled out the door, leaving just she and Lance alone. Her eyes drifted over his thick muscles and dark tan, making her feel like liquid desire inside.

He mentioned playing for peanuts and she laughed softly as she hopped down. "Well I mean we could play strip poker" she joked and then realized what she had said. Her eyes widened and her mouth formed a tiny O as she glanced at him.

"Shit sorry. That just popped out" she explained, feeling her creamy cheeks blush bright pink from embarrassment.
 
Those words made his heart jump, and his cock throb

"No worries, besides what would you know about,strip poker? Shy little Andi, don't even try to say you have played that before" but he had stopped cleaning the table, his eyes, beyond his control, slid hungrily over her young curvaceous form, her shirt framing her young plump tits deliciously, and the wsy those shorts Hung on her ass

"dont tell me your a naughty girl"
 
Andi laughed and tried to brush off his questions. She didn't want him going back and telling her father. "It happens sometimes at parties... not saying I've played or anything but still" she said.

She was aware of his gaze on her body and it sent a shiver down her spine. No way was he looking at her like that, was he?? He was too much like a father to her. What he said next brought a blush to her cheeks.

"Fine, I wont tell you" she said with a sly smile as she grabbed a few more things to throw away.
 
He grinned at her little quip, before she grabbed a handful and went to throw it away, as she did he stopped to stare at her cute little ass as she walked away

"Well with what your wearing strip poker couldn't be that much different", he called after her. He had been calling bluffs all night, and he thought he had another one

"Fine then let's play if your up to it, but I don't think your serious" he said with a wink as she walked back in, that top had her tits on display, and he found himself wondering if she had a bra on. He picked up the deck and began to deal

"5 card draw" he said, throwing his money onto the center of the table as his bet

"There's my bet." He said, and picked up his cards, sure she would falter at the impending reality, she wasn't really the kind of girl to do this, was she?
 
Andi backtracked a step when Lance actually asked her to play. "You... uh... you mean regular poker right?" She asked. He would never ask her to play strip poker. Her dad would kill him. She wanted nothing more than to play with him... but that would never happen.

Andi sat down across from lance, her breasts leaned against the table, the cold wood causing her nipples grow hard and it was pretty obvious since she had no bra on under the tank top.
 
Lance smiled as she spoke

"of course I mean regular poker, there is no way I could play strip poker with you. however I was thinking of raising the stakes. If I win this round, then you get to be my butler, you know gettng me drinks adn stuff like that. if you win then of course I will do the same things." he told her with a smile

"We can stil have some fun. I wouldn't feel right leaving you home alone while your dad deals with your brother." he said with a smile, his eyes deipping down as she scooted in. Her breasts pressing agasinst the table. The terrific effect of both pushing her breasts up, making them ever closer to swelling up and popping out of her top. The second was the fact that he could now confirm, there was no bra.

Her breasts were so young adn firm, her stiffening nipples popping up dead center on the peaks of her globes. He quickly pulled is cool eyes up to hers

"You game?" he asked as he started to deal the cards, making quick work out of it.

"So thats the bet for this hand, then we can make other fun bets like this. Sound like a way of passing the hours, because I sure could go for another drink" he said wit a smile as the tight shirt did nothing but emphasize the flexing muscles in his arm as he tossed back the last of his beer
 
Andi scooted up and sent Lance a challenging look with a sexy grin. "Well if you're too chicken to play strip then regular will have to do huh?" She asked. "Thanks for staying. I'm glad I ain't home alone".

He started to deal out the cards then. "I'm definitely game" she said with a sly smile. He mentioned needing another beer as he drank the last of his... but andis eyes were on nothing but those bulging biceps. God he was incredibly sexy...

Licking her lips she grinned. "Those bets will be good for this one. Be ready to lose" she said as shebwinked at him playfully.
 
He smiled back at her, chuckling when she called him a wuss for stepping baack from the strip poker. I mean it was the decent thing to do. Sure she wasn't really his daughter or anything, it would just be an amoral occurence.

He shook his head slighty, trying to shake it form that track, there was nothing good down that track. He looked to his cards, traded out 2 new ones, an gave andi hers

"Well i got 2 pair 5's adn jacks. So does that mean your getting me a beer or what" he asked her with a sly grin, al the while remaining the dutigful man and not checking out her tits, pressed agasint the table and the tank top, adn oh dear god her nipples. he was practically biting his lips

"Well come on hot shot, lets see the cards"
 
He told her he had two pairs then. Fives and jacks. Andi studied her cards and sighed after she saw what she had. "Damn I guess im getting you a beer" she told him forlornly. But she hopped up and grabbed a beer from the fridge with a smile on her face. She had laid her cards down and only had a pair of fours.

She opened it for him and held it out. When Lance reached up to get it their fingers brushed. His were rough and calloused from years working construction and it sent a shiver down Andi's spine. Gawdd he was hot.

"So I'm your servant for the night now" she said and gave him a low, playful bow... her breasts spilling out farther than ever before.
 
"yes a beer it is" he said with a smile. His lecherous eyes dipping down to watch her sweet ass sway as she left the room. He was in trouble, maybe it was the beer

She quickly returned with his drink, which he took thankfully. Her bow was just short of torture. Her slight frame was almost overwhelmed by her full breasts, the weighty orbs pressing against her tank top. A huge swell of cleavage filled his eyes, and he cursed himself, his manhood throbbing a little from the show

"Thank you for that, such a well mannered lass" he said as he scooped up the cards, showed and began to deal again

"you get to make me something to eat if I win this, what do you want if you win?"
 
When she bowed, Andi saw Lance blatantly checking out her breasts. A tremor of awareness lit through her body. She straightened up and grinned at him as he told her his bet for the next hand.

"Hmmm... if I win the next hand... you have to admit to me that you were just checking out my tits" Andi said boldly.

She knew he hadn't meant for her to see him checking her out... but she had and she wasn't gonna let the opportunity pass her by.
 
He smiled pathetically

"I have no idea what your talking about! Hell in a top like that, they could fall out at any minute, but fine" he said finishing the deal, and after a quick draw, bestowed his hand

"A pair of twos " he said sullenly, as she showed her pair of tens, shit

"Fine you caught me" he said gesturong at her, "I was. They have grown much the lsdt few years, and that top of yours doesn't help. I am a man after all" he told her, all the while staring at her full tits caught in thst small top, remembering the swell of the deep cleavage

He gathered the cards and shuffled

"Im still playing for a sandwich, what are you betting this time" he asked with a grin, finally looking into her eyes

"I wad checking them out then too", he said with a wink, the alcohol and lust making a dangerous mix In him

"So what do you want next?"
 
Andi was surprised but pleased when he admitted that he actually had been staring at her tits. She smiled over the cards at him after he had dealt them again. He asked what she was going to bet this time and she thought hard about it.

"If I win... you have to give me a massage" Andi said, grinning wickedly. She knew what she was doing to him, teasing him like this. But she couldn't seem to help it. This was closest she had ever been to living out her fantasy and she wasn't going to let it slip away.
 
"A massage?", he said a little shocked, "well i guess there isn't really any harm in that, right?" he asked her with a grin, his eyes playing over hers. THere was a definite twinkle, he knew that she was enjoying torturig him, and she was good at it

he looked down at his cards, made his draws, adn was left with a pair of queens, not bad, but not good either. He wasn't sure about this, but he seemed to already be getting himself in over his head, but betwen the booze, that curvy petite frame, adn the twinle in her eyes, he couldn't seem to say no

"Fine, i'll give you ten minutes, and that is it" he told her wiht a gruff grin, turning over his cards to show his pair of queeens. , "What do you have"
 
Andi couldn't believe when he agreed to the massage. She raised an eyebrow and grinned broadly. Sweet! she thought to herself. He agreed to ten minutes of massage after looking at his cards.

Andi exchanged two cars and then studied them... she wasn't an experienced card player. Really didnt know what she was doing half of the time. He had a pair of queens. She had three 10's. Without knowing whether she won or not she laid them out and glanced up to see his reaction.
 
"Fuck" he grunted after seeing her winning hand

"I think at this point I better make my own sandwich" hr said with a smile after gathering the cards. Hr quickly chugged the rest of his beer

"Grab me another one please" he asked her, and while she went to it, he stacked the deck so he would win

"What are the bets this time" hr called.out to her," I still want my sandwich"
 
Andi grinned broadly at his rough exclamation. She knew by that that she had won. He asked her for another beer and she gladly hopped up to get it, unaware of what he was doing. When she got back, he had dealt and she thought about her bet. "Loser has to take their shirt off" she said ad she grinned wickedly. She was feeling daring and confident.

With that she picked up her cards and her face fell. Dammit. Not a THING. She gave him a disgruntled look and waited.
 
Her bet made him choke

"What!! no now we cant go doing that. What about my sandwich" he said, knowing he would win, but he had just wanted a sandwich. THen the thouhgt of seeing her peel that tight top off over her ful breasts, well that got him, adn he stopped fighting as the crumy look passed over her face

"Its a leeson learned in life, never get so greedy" he told her with a smile as he took the beer, taking a cool chug from the can, maybe this would be a good life lesson for her

He laid down his full house, 8's over 2's. Then looked up at her

"Whatcha got?" he said with a smile, even though he knew how wrong it was, he couldn't wait to watch her peel off that tank top
 
At first Lance protested the bet she made. She knew she had probably shocked him a bit. But even when she saw her shitty hand she wasn't sorry she had made the bet. It was gonna be worth it to matter what.

He laid down a full house grinned triumphantly. She, laid down her nothing and shrugged. She locked eyes with him and slowly took the hem of her tanktop in her hands. Then she peeled it up and over her tight abs, until the underside of her perky tits was visible. Slowly the swell of her breast became visible and then her hard nipples popped out. She tugged her shirt up and over head te rest of the way until she was standing there with nothing on her top. She glanced over at Lance with a smirk
 
The entire time he watched, he lept thinkng he should speak up and stop her, but he haad not been able to. He had watched, as his head screamed, but his body throbbed, in response to the sight. The slow motion that seemed to occur as his eyes glued to her, watching her slowly adn tortuously peel her otp off. Her young perky tits bouncing free, her hard nipples jiggling at the peaks of her full tits. He was unable to lift his eyes form them for a moment, realizing she was looking at him

"Umm really Andi, you don't have to do that" he said, trying so hard to be the diligent friend, even though his thick cock was instantly throbbing along the side of his leg, his tight jeans doing little to hide his reaction, luckily the table was in the way

"I still owe you a massage" he swallowed squeakaly. He wanted to tell her to put her shirt back on, but he left it up to her. Despite all his high morals, he was defenselesss against her delcious figure
 
Andi grinned when Lance told her she didnt have to do that. Well of course she didn't have strip off her shirt, bearing her tits for her father's long time best friend... but she wanted to.

He was shifting around in his seat a lot and she guaranteed he was hard as a rock. He managed to remind her that he still owed her a massage and she grinned, and shrugged, which caused her perky tits to rise and fall. "Will the couch work OK?" She asked, making no move to put her shirt back on. "Maybe I roll even return the favor" she said grinning.
 
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