By the time Trevor returned home, Michelle had finished her preparations and she called out to him as soon as he walked through the door.

"Up here lover boy."

Trevor could not help smiling as he started to climb the stairs.

Michelle had not called him lover boy since the early days of marriage, so there was no doubt now that their sex life was on the up and up.

As he entered the bedroom he saw that his wife was laying seductively on the bed. She was wearing the same sexy lingeie she had bought recently on line & Trevor drank in the detail. His wife's large tits were barely contained by the sheer, quarter cup bra and her nipples jutted out proudly as a sign of her growing arousal. Around her waist was the delicate, black lace of her garter belt and her long legs were encased in the silky black stockings that completed the outfit. The last time he had seen the lingerie it had included a tiny, transparent thong, but this time that particular item was absent.

Trevor's eyes moved over his wifes body, but lingered in particular on the totally bare cunt that was framed by the suspender straps of the garter.

Michelle noticed the direction of her husbands stare and she opened her legs slightly to accommodate his viewing. As she did so, she spoke to him in a gentle voice.

"Well you did say you liked it bare so I thought I'd go the whole way for you."

As Trevor stripped to his boxers, it was Michelle's turn to look at him. Once the boxers joined the rest of his clothes on the floor, Trevors cock sprang free from the restraining material.

"Oh Chris Trev, you are a hard boy" Michelle murmured.

At that moment and through the next 40 minutes or so of foreplay and fucking, Michelle was delighted that she could still have such an effect on her husband.

"Not bad after 20 years of marriage Mr Daniels" Michelle whispered as they lay there breathing heavily.

Trevor smiled, but of course he knew what his wife had not.

The erection he had held as he stripped off his clothes,the licking he had given his wifes newly shaved cunt, the pounding he had given her during the most energetic fucking of the past decade, had not come from any arousal caused by his spouse. Trevor still fancied Michelle and he was delighted that she was still in such good shape, but the hardness of his cock and his eagerness to use that on his wife all stemmed from the intense physical stimulation he was feeling towards a six year old child.

If Michelle were the recipient of his sexual endeavours then Bryony was most certainly the catalyst.

As soon as Bryony entered his classroom the following morning, Trevor made a point of making eye contact and smiling broadly. He was delighted when the young blonde smiled warmly back.

Once he had taken the register, Trevor set his young pupis some adding and subtracting worksheets before announcing loudly.

"OK everyone, work quietly on your worksheets."

"I'm going to bring a few things out of the stock cupboard for art later so a few of you can give me a hand."

Trevor looked at a boy in the front row of the class.

"Ryan could you give me a hand please."

The little boy followed Trevor to the annex room before emerging a few minutes later clutching some jars that he took to the back of the classroom.

As the boy left the supply cupboard, Trevor stood behind him.

"Shannon, you next please, can you pick a few things up."

The pattern continued over, until the little brunette girl also left the annex room with her handful of art implements.

"Bryony, could you do the same please."

Moments later, the six year old blonde was alone with Trevor in the stationery room.

Moving towards her, he scooped the child up into his arms and kissed her quickly on the lips.

"We have to be quick Bry" he said as the child looked at him in anticipation.

Still holding the little girl around the waist, Trevor continued the conversation.

"I loved saying goodnight to you last night little one."

Bryony smiled as Trevor added.

"How was daddy today"?

Bryony's voice came out in a little whisper.

"Daddy was very happy" she said.

"Did he say anything about me"? asked the middle aged teacher.

"He said you would be coming to see us alot"

Trevor kissed the young blonde gently on the lips again.

"He's right Bry."

"I'll be coming as often as I can."

As he set the child down on the floor, Trevor spoke quickly.

"Pull your skirt up quickly."

Bryony grasped the hem of the red and white checked school dress that she was wearing and hoisted the garment to her waist.

Trevor took just a moment to notice the childs knickers. They were a pale, lemon yellow colour and were fringed around the waist and leg openings with a white strip.

At the same time, Trevor grabbed hold of the tiny garment and speedily pulled them down Bryony's thin legs so that her panties stretched across her lower calves.

Trevor reached out and lightly brushed his finger tips over the swell of the six year olds cunny mound and along the crease of her tiny, tight slit.

"I love this little pussy Bryony" he said.

Bryony giggled as she allowed her puffy little treasure to be molested by the older man.

The moment passed far too quickly, but Trevor knew he only had seconds for this particular little indulgence, so he pulled the girls knickers back up before handing her some pads of paper.

As Bryony left the room, Trevor was once again behind her.

"James, your turn please."

Now that Trevor had more permanent access to his child lover, he knew that he would have to be more careful about spending long stretches of time alone with Bryony in school hours. He had the time he had arranged each evening for the school review work, of course, but the irony is that he really did need that time to get her ready for the event.

During the lunchbreak, Trevor took himself away from the school premises before dialling a now familiar number. He was surprised when he heard Mark's voice almost immediately.

"Trevor, everything OK"? Mark asked.

"It's all great Mark" Trevor replied.

"Fucking hell you gave me a heart attack" the younger man responded, so Trevor calmed him down.

"No it's not a problem."

"The complete opposite if anything."

"Mark I know it's short notice but is there any chance of me getting over to your place on Saturday"?

Mark was audibly relieved and Trevor heard him laugh gently.

"Fuck yes" Mark said, also adding.

"Can you make it Saturday morning around ten"?

It was Trevor's turn to smile.

"Yes, that's good for me though I'm not entirely sure how I will explain it to my wife yet."

It was the first time that Trevor had mentioned Michelle to Mark, but it was a sign of their growing bond that he felt able to refer to his wife.

Mark chuckled again.

"Trev, if I can make our little pussy available to you, I'm sure you can stretch to a few white lies to the wife."

Trevor joined in with his new friends laughter as he finished the conversation.

"Now that sounds like a deal" he said before ending the conversation.

The next couple of days were agonising for Trevor.

With the exception of one major event and a few fondles under Bryony's knickers during their time together at the end of the school day, the middle aged man had to put up with the frustration of being close to Bryony without being able to do as he wanted with her.

The one exception both scared and excited Trevor in equal measure.

At the end of break on the Friday afternoon, Trevor was returning from a quick meeting with Sue Fraser when he saw Bryony entering the girls toilets. All rational thought left Trevor's head as he quickly entered behnd his little pupil.

As she heard the door opening, Bryony turned to see her teacher putting his finger to his lips. In an instant, Trevor virtually bundled the child into one of the cubicles before setting her up to sit on the closed lid of the toilet.

Trevor knelt in front of the little girl and again put his finger to his lips.

Once he was sure that Bryony understood, he pushed his hands under her school dress and quickly slid her knickers under her tiny bum and down her slim legs. With barely a pause, he gathered the dress at Bryony's waist and pushed her thighs apart so that her little honeypot was fully on display to him.

Trevor laid his palms flat on the six year olds thighs as he bent his head towards her sweet cunny.

Relaxing his tongue so that it was as broad as possible, Trevor began to lick the little girl treasure between Bryony's legs. He alternated that movement each time he reached the bottom of her baby slit, with jabbing his tongue into a point and working it between Bryony's tiny pussy lips and finding her even tinier hole.

After a few moments, Trevor took hold of Bryony's hands and moved them onto the back of his head, giving the impression that the six year old was pulling her teacher into their oral embrace.

Almost at the same time, Trevor heard a commotion outside and he was aware that two other children had entered the toilet area. His first inclination was to stop, but when he heard the familiar voices of two girls in his own class he took the whole of Bryony's cunt mound into his mouth. There was something so erotic and decadent about tasting Bryony while two of her friends were just metres away and talking, utterly oblivious to what was happening that Trevor found himself hard with excitement.

As soon as Trevor was sure that the toilet area was once again empty he quickly stood up and hurried out of the room.

As Bryony filed into the classroom, Trevor once again caught her eye. He knew that the young blondes sweet, tight pussy crack must be slightly parted from the action of his tongue and that her baby cunny must still be damp from his lickings, but Bryony's behaviour was utterly normal and she smiled as she saw her teacher looking at her.

"I can't fucking wait till tomorrow" Trevor thought as he prepared for the final hour of the school week.

In the short time he had until Michelle came home, Trevor wracked his brains to come up with a plan to get him out of the house the following morning.

As it turned out he needn't have bothered.

Michelle was her usual upbeat, smiling self as she entered her house.

"I'm home Trev" she announced as she hung up her coat.

Trevor emerged from the lounge.

"Hello love."

"Good day"? he asked as he kissed his wife on the cheek.

"Very good" Michelle replied before adding

"But you are going to hate me".

Michelle went on to explain that she needed to shop for a dress for an upcoming event and that the next day was the only day she had to complete the search.

"Theresa said she would come with me" Michelle finished, as though in some way her husband needed placating over the issue.

"Ya gotta do what ya gotta do Miche."

"Besides, I get the benefit of you looking gorgeous, so everyone's a winner."

Michelle smiled and replied.

"I thought I might look for some white stockings and lingerie to go with it"

Trevor looked at her playfully.

"I like the way your mind works" he said.

Trevor took himself into the kitchen to make a cup of tea and once he heard Michelle's footsteps on the stairs he sent a text.

'It's on for tomorrow...see you about 10'

Again, Marks reply was almost instant.

'I'll have her ready for you'

Trevor shuddered.

"Not we'll be ready, or that's fine, or even that's good" he thought.

"I'll have her ready for you."

The implications had Trevor stiffening in anticipation.

The first few hours of the following morning went impossibly slowly.

Trevor could hardly push Michelle out of the door, but he was aware that his mood was becoming increasingly irritated until finally, by about 10.20, his wife had said her goodbyes and was gone.

Trevor picked up his mobile.

He spoke as soon as it was answered.

"Mark, I'm running late, but I'll be with you in the next twenty minutes or so."

"No problem mate, we are just hanging around here this morning" Mark replied.

Less than thirty minutes later, Trevor once again found himself waiting on Mark's doorstep.

The younger mans greeting was warm and cordial.

"Trev, come in my friend."

As Trevor entered, Mark called out in a loud voice.

"Sweetheart, you have a visitor."

Trevors heart raced as he heard Bryony's voice echoing from upstairs.

"OK daddy coming."

The two men made their way into the lounge and sat on opposite sofas.

Within seconds, Bryony also entered the room.

"Hello Mr Daniels" she said as she stood in front of her teacher.

Trevor replied as he took in the sight that greeted him.

"Hello little one."

Until now, Trevor had only seen the six year old girl in her school uniform. For him that was a wonderfully sexy sight, but that reaction was now raised to a whole new level.

Bryony was wearing a pure white dress that clung to her deliciously slim body. The hem of the dress was way shorter than her school outfit and hung mid way between her hips and her knees.

The little blondes hair, that was often in bunches on a school day was flowing loosely around her neck and spilling over her shoulders so that it bounced across her back as she walked.

The dress had no sleeves so that Bryony's delicate, slim arms were totally bare and the only part of flesh covered was a tiny strip around one of her wrists where she was wearing a tiny, silver chain.

The childs feet were bare so that her toes could be seen just sinking into the pile of the carpet.

If she had been going to a party, the mums and dads would have complimented Mark on his daughters appearance. The mums would secretly have made a mental note about what a good job Mark was doing raising the child on his own.

As it was, Trevor's thoughts were entirely different.

For the very first time, his thoughts were blunt and certain.

"I want to fuck her."

The realisation hit Trevor with a force that was unexpected and hugely arousing.

"This is a six year old girl and I want to fuck her."

Mark broke the older mans concentration when he spoke.

"You still with us mate"? Mark laughed.

"Just enjoying the view" Trevor replied and Mark beamed with satisfaction.

"Trev, this is pretty much your show mate."

"This little muchkin knows you want to have some nice playtime with her but how do you want this to go"?

As Mark was talking, he drew Bryony towards him so that he had one arm around her waist and another was stroking her bare arm.

It was a question that Trevor had not expected, but almost instinctively he knew exactly what he wanted to do to start off with.

"Could I watch the two of you play together for a bit"?

Mark's hand dropped to his daughters thigh as he responded.

"Oh I think that can be arranged."

As he finished talking Mark gently pinched Bryony's knee.

"Daddy" the petite blonde squealed.

Mark directed his next comment directly at his little girl.

"Sweetie, Mr Daniels would like to see how I play with that gorgeous little cunt of yours."

"Why don't you run up to my room and we will be up in a bit."

Bryony ran from the room and the two men could hear the patter of light footsteps as she alighted the stairs.

"Mark can I ask you something"? Trevor said.

Mark didn't reply but he signalled his understanding with a quizzical look, so Trevor continued.

"In the photo you gave me it looks as though Bryony is wet."

"That can't be can it"?

"Oh" Mark said as he understood his friends confusion.

"Fuck no, I use a little massage gel on her pussy so it feels nicer for her and sexier for me."

Trevor nodded before replying.

"Can I see that on her"?

Mark was leaving the room as he replied.

"Even better, why don't you put it on."

Trevor followed the younger man out of the lounge and up the stairs. Instead of turning right as he had done a couple of evenings before to enter Bryony's room, the pair turned left and Trevor now found himself in a much larger bedroom, dominated by a king size bed.

The bedroom was well apppointed and clean but it was clearly a mans room.

The walls were painted in a deep, crimson colour and the same colour was picked out on the duvet cover. The pillow cases were a lighter, ivory colour.

The wall to wall wardrobes were in a rich, mahogony and this was repeated in two drawer cabinets either side of the bed. One of the cabinet tops was empty, except for a table lamp. The other had a book, a glasses case, a wallet and a small tube on top.

Bryony was laying on top of the crimson duvet. Her crisp, white dress had raised as she had laid down so that the hem was barely covering the top of her thighs now.

Mark looked at his daughter as he spoke.

"You look like a little princess."

The father and daughter shared an intimate smile between them as Bryony replied.

"You always say that when we play daddy."

"Well if I do it's because it's true" Mark said as he laid down next to the six year old.

Bryony turned her head and, as she did so, Mark started kissing her on the lips before pushing her mouth open with his tongue. The kissing continued as Mark ran his hands all over Bryony's arms and legs, pushing the hem of her skirt even higher as he did so, until he turned away and spoke to Trevor.

"Do you want us to undress"?

"Yes please" said Trevor before adding, almost as an afterthought.

"Could I do her"?

Mark got up from the bed, talking to Bryony as he rose.

"Bry poor old daddy has to take his own clothes off but Mr Daniels wants to take yours off."

The youngster looked puzzled so Mark reassured her.

"It's OK sweetheart, you can let him do that."

As Mark continued to remove his clothes, Bryony herself got up from the bed and moved to stand in front of Trevor, who by this time had sat down in an easy chair that occupied one corner of the large room.

Trevor was delighted to see that Mark was watching intently as he began to strip the younger mans child in front of him.

As Bryony's dress fell to the floor, Trevor was shocked and delighted to see that she was not wearing knickers that in any way resembled those he had removed in the little stock room at school. Instead, Bryony was wearing a bright, white thong, the triangle of which barely covered the mound of the little girl cunny that nestled between her legs. Trevor made a mental note to ascertain how Mark had even located such a garment, but for now he simply turned the child around so that she was facing her father.

Slowly and deliberately, Trevor unfastened the side ties on the thong so that it peeled away from Bryony's hips. Immediately, Trevor worked his fingers in between the girls legs, so that his fingers danced over her pussy. Again he was delighted to note that Mark watched every move.

Trevor broke the silence as he continued to fondle the delicious preteen pussy that he was getting to know so well.

"How do you like watching me touching her little cunt then Mark"?

Bryony was unaware of the sexual tension in the room, but also watched her dad for his reply.

"I love it Trev."

As he spoke, both Trevor and Bryony noticed that Mark's cock stiffened appreciably, so that it was now jutting proudly away from his body.

The next comment was directed towards Bryony.

"Come here you."

Bryony laughed excitedly as she sprang away from Trevor and jumped onto the bed. Mark laid down next to her before speaking again.

"Bry make me."

Trevor had no idea what that last comment meant, but he was delighted when Bryony got on her hands and knees and gave him that wonderful view he had last experienced in the equipment store. The swell of her cunny peeked out from between her legs and Trevor immediately thought about fucking the six year old blonde doggy style.

The glimpse was over in a flash as Bryony sat astride her fathers thighs, one leg on each side of own.

Trevor moved the chair so that he could see the scene properly.

Bryony's cunny mound was still visible to him, but only barely as she sank down into her position on her father.

As he watched, Bryony leaned forward and took the shaft of her fathers cock in both her tiny hands. She then began to move her fingers up and down so that Marks foreskin alternated between covering and exposing the engorged head of his cock.

The child continued to wank her father with increasing urgency until Mark spoke to her in a husky whisper.

"Little kisses baby."

Bryony put her mouth to the head of her dads cock and began covering it with little butterfly kisses and delicate flicks of her tiny, pink tongue.

Trevor noted that Marks eyes were closed, though his own were glued to Bryony as she continued to give her father gentle oral.

After a few further moments, Mark said.

"Now big kisses."

Bryony's mouth opened and pushed down on the cock that was straining in front of her. Obviously not all of the prick would fit in her little mouth, but about half the shaft disappeared before Bryony bobbed up again and the member slipped from her mouth. The child caught hold of the cock again and fed it back into her mouth, repeating the pushing down action over and over. Trevor watched as Bryony's lips formed a tight 'O' over Marks cock and her head began jerking back and forward with an ever increasing tempo.

"I'm there" said Mark.

Bryony took her mouth away but continued to pump her fathers cock in her tiny grasp. As she did so, Mark let out a groan and began spurting his cum in an enormous arc of orgasm.

The first spurt of climax caught Bryony between her top lip and her cute, stubby, little nose, so that the cum dripped down towards her mouth.The remaining spurts landed either on her neck or danced in mid air before falling on Marks lower tummy.

As Mark's cumming subsided, Bryony used the back of her hand to wipe the jism away from her lips before flicking out her tongue to remove the last remaining traces.

Mark lay motionless before finally opening his eyes.

"You make me so happy Bry" he said as he stroked his daughters long, blonde hair.

Mark sat up and kissed Bryony gently on the lips.

"Thank you sweetheart."

Mark turned his head towards Trevor as he slid his legs from under Bryony and raised himself from the bed.

As he spoke to the older man, he was turning the six year old onto her back and parting her legs.

"The gel is on the chest of drawers Trev, why don't you have a little play with this pussy."

Mark gestured his head towards the spread thighs of his daughter, so that Trevor's attention was once again focused on the childs cunny. Trevor was delighted to notice that the peachy little mound of her treasure was full and pronounced, but that her tiny cunt slit was ever so slightly parted.

Trevor picked up the tube of gel and moved towards his baby lover.