Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - The Hallowed Father Halloween Theme Walter Malton and his son Christopher were alone for many years. Walter, being a private man, had always kept his love life a secret from anyone and everyone, including his son. The fact that Christophers best friend was female played little relevance in Walters life, except for this evening. Fall was upon the city. The Malton house stood on its outskirts alone. It was kept in decent condition, Walter wasnt an outwardly handy man but made sure that someone was always hired to maintain the house since his wifes passing. Unfortunately for Christopher hed become a bit of a recluse since she died. He withdrew into the depths of his own despair and lived in the darkness of these thoughts for the past 3 years. If he was asked, he could honestly say that he didnt know the young man his son was becoming. Walter knew his sons friend. He knew her face. He knew she spent a lot of time at their house. He didnt think that she and Christopher were together, it seemed she liked to grab Walters attention whenever she could, however she could. The solitary house had a wonderful indooroutdoor pool that spanned through a small cut out warmth hole from inside to outside. On the patio, upstairs, beyond the kitchen was a hot tub and Walter often noticed that his little friend seemed to almost show off for him when he was around. Walter couldnt be certain how this made Christopher feel, nor did he care. He was at least double her age, if not more. Tonight was like many weekend nights. The kids had decided to order pizza and stay in for a movie on Netflix. This suited Walter fine as he had Barbara coming over. Hed met Barbara at the local grocery store, but that wasnt a random occurrence no, it never was with Walter. The doorbell chimed. Walter answered and paid the pizza man. Convenient it wasnt Barbara and he was able to say goodnight to the kids before she arrived. He handed off the pizza and wished them a lovely evening before answering the door again and escorting Barbara upstairs. He knew her type when she saw the house her legs would loosen and open wide for him. She walked in and without hesitation began up the stairs, without even as much as an invitation. The master bedroom was vast. Large columns surrounded the bed, a fireplace off to the right side of it, a bathroom with jacuzzi tub to the left. Beyond the fireplace a patio door that led to the balcony beyond. No hesitation tonight, Barbara was undressing the second she stepped foot on the thick rug beside the bed. Walter watched as this perfect specimen slipped out of each article of clothing leaving a trail as she made her way to the centre. Hed watched many sluts, just like her, do this same charade. He wasnt sure what got him up anymore was it the thrill of what he knew was to come at the end, or was it the actual flesh he was seeing for the first time. His body moved to meet hers, and meet her it did. He showed her things she would have never experienced if she wasnt who she was, if she hadnt lived the life she had but alas, none of it was new to her. Nothing was new and fresh for her. He was on top of her, missionary position something probably too tame for her but he was in control as he released inside her she began to protest about such an invasion on their first time. He pushed himself off the bed with his hands so he was over her. His left hand met her lips and covered them, snuffing out the noise of her protest. His right hand reached to the side of the bed, raised high and slammed down into her chest. The shock in her eyes only lasted a moment before the life faded from it. His eyes and ears always perked up at this moment. The last moments of just another deviant, another woman that many men have had, but none would miss A sound from the balcony? His eyes glared in the direction, but the light from the fire flickered and took away any chance of seeing anything. As her body stopped moving he stepped away from the bed, naked, and moved to the door swinging it open. Nothing...