I made no effort to adjust my shirt. Ass and panties showing I went back to my room to get dressed. I looked back and saw him watching me.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you,” he replied.
I went to my room and got undressed. I heard my dad go into his room and shut the door. I then remembered the bathroom was in the hall, I was naked, and the towels were in the hall closet.
I peaked out my door. Dad’s door was closed. I decided to go for it. I ran to the closet, grabbed a towel, jumped in the bathroom and shut the door. I leaned against the door and kind of giggled to myself.
I jumped in the shower, washed, and shaved my legs and pussy. I started shaving it in college after I noticed my roommate did it. She was older and I think it was because I didn’t want to be different. After I did it the first time I just liked the way it felt.
As I showered I heard the Master bath shower. I finished, dried off, and wrapped the towel around me. I opened the door and walked out. At exactly that moment my dad did too.
He had a towel wrapped around his waist. I again noticed his big shoulders and chest. I also noticed that the towel pushed out just a little in front of his cock.
“Oh,” I said. “Sorry daddy.”
He laughed, “It’s ok baby. I guess there’s not as much privacy in this house as the other.”
“Guess not,” I responded, closed the bathroom door, and turned to go to my room.
As I did my towel started to pull away. I grabbed at the top of it. It took me a second to realize what was happening and second longer to realize why. I had closed my towel in the bathroom door. As I pulled away I had completely exposed myself. I just stood there in shock.
Dad, thinking faster than me, quickly stepped over to me, opened the door and freed the towel. I clutched it against my breasts hiding my front from him. I just stood there about to cry. Dad immediately recognized the look on my face. He quickly wrapped his arms around me.
As he did I choked out, “I’m sorry daddy.”
He pulled me tight. “It’s ok baby. Nothing to worry about.”
I laid my head on his chest and starting sobbing and repeating I was sorry. He stroked my hair and told me it was ok and that accidents happen until I stopped crying.
As I calmed down I realized how good his arms and naked chest felt. I was holding the towel in between us and realized I was completely exposed behind me. I looked up at his face. I realized that at his height he could see entirely down my back and could easily see my ass. As I was pressed against him I also realized I could feel the bulge in his towel against my belly.
I pulled away. Blushing and looking at the floor, I said, “I better get dressed.”
He turned away and as he did I went to my room and shut the door. I leaned against it. My heart was racing and I was breathing heavily. I was embarrassed and turned on. I was embarrassed that I was turned on. I was still holding the towel against my breasts. I could feel the door against my naked backside.
I could see myself in the mirror on the side wall. I let the towel drop. My chest was heaving and my nipples were hard. I dropped my fingers between my legs. It was the most uncomfortable position to masturbate in but I wanted to watch myself in the mirror. I could see my fingers wet from my pussy as they played with my clit. When I came my other hand banged against the door and I moaned.
My dad was in the great room. He must have heard me. He came to my door.
“Are you alright baby?” he asked.
“I’m ok daddy. I’ll be out in a minute.”
I stood there catching my breath. Then went to get dressed. As I dressed a lot of thoughts went through my mind. The first was that I’d just masturbated twice in less than 2 days. Last time before that was months ago.
I also re-lived how my dad’s arms felt and that I could feel the bulge of his cock. I realized that my dad had now seen every piece of my body. The thought made me giggle.
I started to get dressed. I pulled a cute thong out and put it on, then looking at my bras thought that I really needed some prettier ones. I put on a short skirt and top and went out to the great room. I took my iPad and phone and figured I’d catch up on my email and some stuff I can’t do at school.
As I walked in the great room dad looked at me. His eyes immediately fell to my skirt. I realized that I’d bought this one since I moved out and that it was probably a lot shorter than he was used to seeing me in.
He told me he was going to do some work. He had turned one of the bedrooms into an office. I told him I was going out at 4 and had stuff to do before then. We both went about our business. When he broke for lunch I joined him. Everything was fine and the day passed normally.
At 4 I told him I was heading out. He asked me when I’d be home and reminded me Laurel would be there.
I felt a little tinge when he said that, but just said, “cool.”
I told him I’d be home around 10. He told me to be safe and kissed me as I headed out.
When I got back home Laurel’s car was in the driveway. When I went in they were sitting on the couch snuggled up watching TV. Dad was wearing a pair of worn cutoff sweat pants and a t shirt. Laurel was in a pair of loose pajama bottoms and a top. The bottoms tied at the waist and she was wearing them super low on her hips. The way she was leaning against dad I could see the crack of her ass. The top was a tight men’s wife beater tank, cut off about 2″ below her tits. She was showing plenty of cleavage and her nipples were clearly visible through the material.
I had to admit she was gorgeous. I was not sure I was happy she was so gorgeous. I was not happy she was snuggling with my dad. That was my job. We made some small talk. Laurel thanked me for letting her stay over. We chatted a bit more.
I was kind of mad that she was really nice and I was really beginning to like her. I finally said goodnight and headed to my room.
I was lying in bed chatting online when I heard their bedroom door close. I heard their voices. Being an older house I guessed there was little insulation between rooms.
“About time,” Laurel said.
“About time what?” said dad.
“About time to get that big thick cock in me and fuck me,” she replied. “It’s been way too long.”
“It’s been 4 days,” he protested with a laugh.
“4 days too long,” she said. Then it got quiet.
I strained to listen.
Then I heard, “God yes, stick that cock in me,” Laurel groaned. “God my pussy needs this. Feel how wet you make me.”
I heard her moan some more. It was obvious they were fucking. I didn’t want to listen but I couldn’t help myself.
That’s it fuck me,” she said. “Harder. Ohhhhh, Oh my god yes.”
I could hear her grunt as my dad fucked her. She’d make moaning noises.
Then she said something that shocked the hell out of me.
“If I didn’t like that gorgeous daughter of yours so much I’d kill her for keeping this cock from me for 4 days.
Listening to that I felt good. I felt dirty. I felt embarrassed. My fingers slid between my legs.
“That’s it, give me that cock.” Then in the next breath she said, “I wish I was as pretty as her.”
“You’re beautiful,” he said.
“As pretty as her?” she asked.
“Why are we talking about Cindy?” he said.
I was a little hurt but realized he was fucking her and probably should be thinking of her.
She laughed, “What, you don’t want to talk about your hot teenage daughter while my pussy is wrapped around your cock?
Then she started moaning again.
“That’s it fuck my cunt. Fuck it. Harder. Oh god yes, fuck me. I’m cumming,” she let out a small breathy screen.
“Mmmmm, I love that you can keep going. That’s it give me that cock. I want more.”
They fucked for at least 25 minutes more. She must have cum 2-3, more times. I came twice. I fell asleep.