The Milf and the Dilf
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"Mom, I cannot believe you stole my jeans!" 18 year old Juliet Evans scolded angrily at her mother.
The blonde haired, blue eyed girl glared angrily at another older looking blonde who was doing some turns in front of a full length mirror.
"Honey, you can burrow my Chanel bag so I can burrow your clothes" Quinn said.
Defeated, Juliet let out an angry sigh. Her 40 year-old mother was wearing her dark skinny jeans that fitted her like a glove and she looked hot. How embarrassing!
Quinn came down to their den in their large town house in Massachusetts.
The once most popular girl in McKinley High had grown older, but certainly still beautiful. She still looked the same from her teenage years, only with tiny microscopic lines around her eyes. She still had those sexy mesmerizing eyes and a gorgeous body.
She wore a lose white shirt that was she left the top two buttons undone. Her hair was tied in a messy bun, showing off her perfect bone structure. She looked at the boys playing card in the den with her son Romeo. The boy has the same feature as his father, except for her bone structure.
A group of teenage boys stared at her with their mouth watering.
"Are you boys hungry?" Quinn asked, showing off her killer smile.
"Yes, we are!" the boys replied in unison. They still hadn't took their eyes off her.
"I am going to make for you guys sandwiches or are you boys old enough for that already?" she teased. The boys laughed.
She then made her way to the kitchen, swaying her hips at the same time.
The second Quinn left the room, the boys were all dramatically gasping.
"Romeo, your mom is so freaking hot!" commented a boy.
"I'd tap her in a minute" another said.
"She's the hottest MILF, I ever seen! And I am the king of porn" another commented.
The blonde hair blue eyed blonde stared at his friend before throwing a cushion to his head, "Don't talk to my mom like that idiot!" Romeo scolded.
Romeo sighed, having a hot looking mother really sucks.
"We're just saying" the boys replied.
"Shut up!"
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"Is your dad coming tonight Juliet?" a brown headed girl asked.
"No. He died" Juliet replied sarcastically.
The girls were having a slumber party at Juliet's home. Like most slumber parties the girls were dressed in cute pajamas and was doing their nails. The sleeping covers were sprawled all over the front of the television. The furnitures were rearranged for the girls to sleep in the den.
"Is your brother home?" another girl asked.
Juliet glared at the girl.
She hated when people asks about her father or twin brother or mother. The girls kept on saying that her brother is the hottest guy in school and he has the loveliest voice. They called her father the sexiest 'DILF' they ever saw and came to her house just to get a glimpse of him.
Suddenly the heard the door close.
A tall, blonde haired guy with a goofy grin appeared in the door way. He was wearing a smart white shirt with his tie loosened and the sleeves rolled up to show his perfectly cut arms. His big lips formed into a smile.
"Good evening Mr. Evans!" the girls greeted. Some of the girls squealed.
Juliet let out a sigh and prayed that his father quickly leave the room.
Sam then walked up the stairs after waving to the girls.
"Your dad is the sexiest guy I've ever met!" a girl squealed.
"I want to have his babies!" another said. "His lips could do lots of work!"
"Girls! FYI, I am his baby. And he is my dad" Juliet snapped.
"Sorry Juliet. He's just so hot" a girl commented.
Juliet fumed. She hated these girls. No more slumber parties ever!
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In the bed room, Quinn was busy loosing her large Harvard shirt that she threw on for bed. The large men's shirt was from where her husband's worked and she wore it to bed to tease him, every single night. She had her hair down. She knew Sam loved her hair down, he loved to move his hands all over them.
Sam came out from their shower, dripping wet. His blonde hair had droplets of water in them, his glorious body gleaming in the light. A trail of blonde hair that started from his navel and went downward to the site that was covered by a white towel wrapped around his waist. Quinn licked her lips, her husband looked hot.
"So did any of the girls jump on you tonight?" Quinn joked.
Sam laughed as he put on his cotton sleeping pants.
"Did any of those boys jumped on you?" he asked back.
Quinn looked at him.
San crawled in the bed with her, giving his wife of 19 years a good french kiss. When they finished they were both left breathless and gasping for air.
"Even after all these years, you still make me crazy for you!" said Sam.
Quinn blushed, "Shut up trouty mouth!" she teased.
Sam smirked, "I love your mouth when you're cursing!" Sam said and licked his lips.
They were kissing in again.
Quinn stopped him before the kissed developed into something much more.
"We're so hot!" Quinn said.
The couple high-fived and turned their lights out.
"I love it when you go all virginal on me Quinn!" Sam whispered to Quinn.
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The End
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