***
Jim does a double-take when Cathy comes downstairs from her bedroom wearing only a long tight white t-shirt that emphasis her hard nipples. But his glance is subtle and he doesn’t say anything. Their favorite TV show is coming on so she hustles to the kitchen to get something to drink. When she returns to the den she intentionally drops something on the floor. When she bends over to retrieve it, her t-shirt rides up revealing she is not wearing panties. She giggles quietly to herself as she sees out of the corner of her eye, her Dad adjusting his giant erection. All that evening she tries to keep a sideways eye on him, hoping to catch him sneaking a peak at her sexy body on display. But she never does catch him.
Was I wrong about his attraction to me, she thinks to herself?
They sit quietly watching television for about two hour. During that two hours Cathy’s nipples jump to attention several times. Each time her Dad’s cock springs alive also. Finally Jim announces he is going to take a shower then go to bed. Cathy begins to picture her Dad naked in the shower. She can’t fight the temptation to sneak into his bedroom and watch him shower.
She decides it might work if she goes to his bathroom door and asks a question, and then pretend she can’t hear his response and open the door. If he doesn’t object to being seen naked, she will strip off her t-shirt and join him in the shower.
As she approaches his bedroom she can hear the shower. She figures she’d just stand outside the bathroom door and ask him a question. But the door is already open halfway and she angles so she can see her Dad in the full-length mirror. The fogged glass of the shower doors affords little privacy, and she clearly sees him jerking off.
She jumps back in surprise and shock, standing with her back against the wall like she is hiding from a crazed killer. But it was a mere second before her curiosity lures her back. She slowly positions herself to get a view of her naked and obviously horny father. He is turned sideways and leaning toward the wall of the shower, with his weight on his left arm. His right hand is gripping his rigid cock, slowly sliding up and down his soapy shaft. She feels her skin flush with excitement. Her pussy instantly warms and sends a small tingle of electricity up her spine. Her nipples begin to harden to stiff little peaks.
She is so conflicted at this point! She is peeping in on her father like some kind of pervert. This is a total invasion of privacy. But she can’t help her body’s reaction. As she watches him leisurely stroke his cock, she runs a hand under her t-shirt and presses against her pussy. She is quickly getting very hot, and can feel her juices beginning to flow.
Then she reaches up and rubs her erect nipples through the thin white t-shirt fabric. Her nipples are pushing hard against the thin fabric of her sleepwear. The very sleepwear her Dad had asks her not to wear because of the affect it has on him. Suddenly everything is very clear to Cathy. Her Daddy is beating off in the shower with thoughts of her wearing this provocative sleepwear! After all, she had just paraded through the den in front of him, clad only in a skimpy t-shirt and no panties.
The more she considers it, the more she is sure. He went to take a shower probably after seeing her nipples get hard over the course of the evening. Maybe he is fantasizing and remembering the night we had sex. Maybe he left the bathroom door ajar so she could see his naked body. Maybe he is thinking about ripping off my t-shirt and panties, and slamming his big cock into my tight young cunt again, she thinks to herself.
All at once she is shocked, embarrassed by though thoughts. What if he is only missing Mother, she thinks? She doesn’t want to make a foolish move. She tries to dismiss the thought he is masturbating while thinking of his daughter. But what if he is? Is that so wrong? And is it so wrong that she suddenly wants to make his fantasy a reality? She is more than a little turned on by that thought.
She wants to keep watching him, keep lusting after his gorgeous cock until he blasts cum all over the shower floor. Better yet, she wants to join him in the shower and let him blast his cum down her throat. She struggles with the thought, but finally chickens out and abandons that plan. She sneaks back to her room and grabbed a towel before heading to her own shower.
As the scalding water pulses over her skin, she closes her eyes and slowly runs her hands across her breasts, teasing and pulling at her nipples. She imagines that those fingers belong to her Daddy. She imagines his hands squeezing her tits ever so gently as he tells her she looks so beautiful. She imagines he slides his hands down around her ass, gripping the cheeks as he works his thick cock inside her. She imagines that as her orgasm approaches she drops her head onto his shoulder, urging him to pound his little girl harder and harder.
Her orgasm comes in quick and powerful waves. She feels like her legs will not support her much longer as they tremble and shake beneath her. She slowly opens her eyes and pulls two fingers from her sopping-wet pussy. She had cum very hard, but is still not satisfied. As she sucks her juices from her finger, she tells herself that she needs to be fucked, and it had to be her Daddy.
With only two days left to be alone with him, seduction will be quite a challenge for her, but her Dad didn’t really stand a chance. She is convinced that no man could endure the sexual temptations she has planned for her Dad. She is blonde and beautiful just like her mother. Her two previous husbands were always fascinated with her nipples. They get very pointy and very hard when she’s excited, and they’re surrounded by large, light pink areolas. Her legs are long, sleek and toned, and they tan easily. Her ass is full and round and looks great in a thong. Her Dad is well acquainted with all her attributes is not going to be able to ignore them much longer. She climbs into her bed and drifts off into a peaceful sleep.
***
Lucy sits a pan of warm soapy water on the stand next to David’s bed. She helps him remove his pajama top. It smells awful and she tosses in a pile of dirty clothes that are scheduled to be put in the washing machine before she goes to bed. She takes a clean bath towel and spreads it across his lap then reaches under it to help him lower his pajama bottom and boxer shorts. They quickly join the growing pile of dirty clothes.
Lucy dips a clean washcloth in the hot soapy water, rings it out and begins to wash David’s face and neck. After rinsing the washcloth again in the pan of soapy water, she moves on to wash both hands and both arms. Then she washes under his arms and over his chest and down his stomach to his belly button. David giggles as she moves the rag over his nipples. She stops and gives him a questioning looks.
“I’m sorry Sis, but it tickles when you rub my nipples.”
“I’m sorry, it was unintentional, but I am through with that part of your body. You shouldn’t have anything else to giggle about from here on out. Just relax and enjoy the rest of your bath.”