Walking toward him I could hear him groaning. I twirled softly in front of him. Making the skirt billow ever so slightly.
“What do you think Ed, do you like this?”
“Yeah, me and every other horny bastard in ten miles. Gail are you sure?”
In a rare moment I called him daddy in public whispering right into his ear so no others could hear.
“Daddy, I feel so damn sexy in this. I can’t wait until you can take it off me and fuck like we used to.”
“But Gail, I don’t want other men trying to make advances toward my wife. Or worse, asking you to dance.”
“Okay, how about this. I dance with no one but you, I don’t care who asks. I remain with you unless I go to the powder room with other girls. Any attempts at flirting with me will be re-buffed instantly, AND, nobody gets me a drink but you. I really want this Ed, it’s been years and years of babies, now that I’ve lost my baby fat I want to look voluptuous for you. To make them jealous it’s you who takes me home.”
I could tell dad wasn’t sure. We were possessive of each other, this was outside our comfort zone.
“Okay kitten, if we stay within those parameters. I won’t like what other men are thinking when they look at you, but like you said, you’ll be going home with me.”
The attendant thought it was so precious that Ed called me kitten after all these years.
I looked at her with a grin, “You have no idea, no idea at all.”
The gathering was as we anticipated. The awards were given, and everyone adjourned into the ballroom area to mingle and dance. It was the usual mix of balding lecherous looking old farts, baggy mid-life wives with way too much tit showing, the playboy pretty boy who thought he was Gods gift to women, and of course, an assortment of big titted, shapely assed bimbo’s working the crowds.
There I stood, Susie home maker in my mid-thigh skirt and 4″ heels, looking every bit the part of take me home and fuck me. With one twist, I was with Ed and Ed only. There were as many women trying to pull dad away from me as there were guys trying to pull me away from him. One rather obnoxious guy who was dressed perfect continued asking me to dance, I continued turning him down. Finally, the fool blurted out.
“What, won’t your dad let you out of his sight. Is he that afraid I’ll steal his little girl away?”
I looked at him, then back at daddy, kissing dad before putting my finger to his lips.
“Sonny, you have nothing I want. I have more man in this one next to me, my husband, than three of you could ever be. Why don’t you run along now and hit on some of the fake titted bimbos before they’re all gone. Before they leave with older men who know how to take care of them.”
“Faithfully” by Journey started playing, dad slid his arm around my waist and we headed to the dance floor.
My head next to his ear I asked, “Daddy, can I show those pervs watching that I’m your lay, and yours alone? That only one cock will ever be in me, yours.”
He nodded yes and I pushed onto his thigh with gusto. As we twisted and turned I made sure my kitty was pressed tight to his leg. Some of the older women were staring and gasping, I didn’t care, we were husband and wife. When we were done here, we were going home and fuck like rabbits. After three slow songs we went to the side and sat down. I had plenty of leg showing but made sure nothing was exposed.
Another barrage of men and women wanting to dance with us. We continued turning them all down. I finally looked at dad.
“Let’s go, I’ve proven my point, you’re married to the hottest sexiest piece of ass in Juneau. Care to take me home and show me why I’m glad I married you instead of Tommy what’s his name?”
We burst out laughing. It was an inside joke, and we weren’t letting anybody else in.
At home Gert was on the couch with the baby, (5 12 and we still referred to her as the baby, go figure) asleep in her arms. The older three were still awake but barely. We got all of them tucked in, dad offered to walk Gert home, she declined saying she was only a house away. Gert once again mentioned how sexy I looked. I told her to look good because it was unlikely I’d be wearing this outfit in public again.
I was fussing in the kitchen as dad locked doors, set alarms and did his last minute check of everything before bed. As he walked into the kitchen I was bending over putting away a casserole dish when he wolf whistled.
“You sexist pervert, don’t you know it’s no longer allowed to whistle at girls.”
“I plan to do more than whistle. Is that really the last time you wear that dress in public?”
“I thought I’d like being the center of attention again, but it kind of turned me off. Not only were men perving me, but some of the women too. I felt uncomfortable at times. I realized I like being known as Mrs. Ed, not the horse, of course.” Another silly ass joke only dad and I would get.
“I have a favor to ask kitten. Would you wear it at home for me, you look smokin hot, it took all my strength not to rip that dress off and screw you on the dance floor. At one point when you were walking back from the bathroom with JoAnn I had a vision of bending you over the table, lifting your skirt, pulling down your panties and burying my dick to the balls.”
“Mmmm, daddy, maybe we can reenact your vision at home some evening when the kids are gone. Since we’re talking of burying your cock to the balls, take me upstairs and fuck my ass into the mattress. I’m so glad we soundproofed that bedroom when we built this place.”
As I walked ahead of dad on the stairs I put enough swing in my hips to be sure he was looking, then I made damn sure he could look up my dress. My pussy was burning, had it not been for panties there’d have been juices running down my thighs. As we approached our bedroom he stopped me, turned me and kissed me passionately. He then surprised me by picking me up and carrying me into our bedroom, commonly referred to as “The Playground.”
Inside he kissed me again as he lowered me.
“Gail, I wondered many times if we could make this work, but you’ve kept it all together and made sure we maintained our focus. Which is our love for each other, and now our four girls. You’re still the sexiest
girl I’ve ever looked at. There are days at work I get a hardon just thinking of you.”
I crawled back into his arms. “Daddy, you sure know how to make my pussy drip and tingle with only words. I can’t imagine loving anyone more than I do you dad. You’ve been my support and pillar of strength since I was 11. You say it was me who held this together, no daddy, it was we who held it together. By loving and trusting each other unconditionally. I think it’s time you took my clothes off.”
I stepped out of my heels as dad unzipped me. His hands went inside to my breasts as he scooted the dress forward off my shoulders. Cupping my breasts through my bra, pinching the nipples a little. My dress hit the floor, dad picked it up, hung it and came back to me. He reached around, unclipped my bra and slid it off, tossing it into the air. We snickered as he then knelt in front of me, hands on either side of my thighs, face rubbed tight to my muff, moving his face back and forth across the fabric.
His hands slid around back to cup my ass cheeks in his hands, squeezing and kneading them like bread dough. His hands went under the elastic and were on my bare butt, geez that felt good. He deftly hooked his hands at the sides and slowly lowered the only thing between his tongue and my pussy. He stopped when my panties were bunched up, even with my crotch. Putting his face in my bush, breathing loudly through his nose.
Looking up he stared into my eyes as he smiled and spoke, “Fee, fi fo fum, I smell the cunt of a wife who wants to cum.”
We both laughed so hard I fell sideways against the mattress with my panties still around my thighs. When I opened them there was daddy pulling my panties down with his teeth. Once they were off my thighs he pulled them down and off with his hands, tossing them into the air as he had the bra. There I lay in my thigh highs, legs spread, raised in the air, my fingers beckoning him to come to me.
He crawled across the bed where we could kiss, I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck as we kissed.
“Don’t worry about licking me or foreplay. I just want you to stick your big dick in my pussy and fuck her however you’d like. Your little slut wife is open to anything tonight.”
Dad slid down far enough to engage my vulva with the head of his cock, rubbing it up and down a time or two. He gently pushed in, I gently pushed back, between the two of us I could feel his balls hit my ass and sighed.
Daddy hissed, “So good baby girl, so good. If I died right now I’d die a happy man.”
Laughing I said, “Well at least fuck me before you die.”
In no time we had developed a nice easy rhythm, dad was sawing in and out, I was lifting to meet his every thrust. I gave him the signal to speed it up, he kicked it in gear and started hitting it with some gusto. We were banging pretty hard when I felt myself stiffening, my tummy was tight, I knew a full blown orgasm would soon overtake me. Dad could feel it to.
Dad said, “Please baby, wait if you can. I want to cum with you. I’m almost there.”
I felt him slow down and knew he was on the edge, he almost always slowed down just before plowing into me one last time. I heard his groan start and I let go. I was pushing my hips up off the bed with my feet as daddy banged against my pussy one last time. My body was pulsing, my hips undulating, my tummy muscles contracting as I felt his spunk shoot inside me again and again.