Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even give a proper description.
****Bob Elliot unfastened his seat belt and rang for the stewardess. Jesus! he was finally on his way. Away from the office politics, away from the pressures of business and most of all away from that uptight Chairman's wife that was always going on about respectability.
But what was he thinking this shit for when he could be looking at new pussy. And to make it more interesting, Tim, his eighteen year old son was with him. He hadn't really talked to him yet, he'd met him off the Denver plane and an hour later they were off together to the Bahamas. It had been six years since he'd seen him. He'd been twelve then and a real cute kid. Now he was a man. I wonder how he does thought Bob Elliot as he looked at him appraisingly.
"What are you thinking Dad?" Luckily he was saved from answering by the arrival of the stewardess. She looked real good, her firm ass pushing up towards the ceiling as she leaned across Tim to take his order. Her ripe breasts lay before his eyes and he felt a tremor in his cock.
As she was walking off, her pert rear swaying seductively down the aisle, he was pleased to notice the bulge in his boy's pants. At least that dried-up ex-wife of his hadn't turned the kid into a momma's boy!
****Bob Elliot unfastened his seat belt and rang for the stewardess. Jesus! he was finally on his way. Away from the office politics, away from the pressures of business and most of all away from that uptight Chairman's wife that was always going on about respectability.
But what was he thinking this shit for when he could be looking at new pussy. And to make it more interesting, Tim, his eighteen year old son was with him. He hadn't really talked to him yet, he'd met him off the Denver plane and an hour later they were off together to the Bahamas. It had been six years since he'd seen him. He'd been twelve then and a real cute kid. Now he was a man. I wonder how he does thought Bob Elliot as he looked at him appraisingly.
"What are you thinking Dad?" Luckily he was saved from answering by the arrival of the stewardess. She looked real good, her firm ass pushing up towards the ceiling as she leaned across Tim to take his order. Her ripe breasts lay before his eyes and he felt a tremor in his cock.
As she was walking off, her pert rear swaying seductively down the aisle, he was pleased to notice the bulge in his boy's pants. At least that dried-up ex-wife of his hadn't turned the kid into a momma's boy!