Big Sister seduces Daddy and pulls the family together.
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When Daddy walked out of the airport terminal, the first thing that struck me about him was how unhappy he looked. Not mad and not quite sad, but like a man carrying a load that is almost too heavy for him and knowing that he was going to be carrying it for the rest of his life. He moved to the edge of the skywalk and gazed up and down the lane looking for Mom. Mom had deliberately not told him that I was going to pick him up. This was a part of my plan.
His eyes passed over me, pausing I think to appreciate the pretty young woman in the skimpy summer dress. He didn’t realize it was me until I began waving and bouncing up and down, calling out, “Hi, Daddy!” I can’t blame him for not realizing it was me. I was wearing sunglasses and the dress was meant to draw and hold the eye. The hemline of the dress was thigh high, almost like a short tennis skirt and the top was a shell top that left the shoulders bare and bared the upper portions of my 36D breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra and the lightweight material molded itself around my large, perky breasts, leaving no doubt as to the size and condition of my nipples (and at the moment, my nipples were hard and standing out!). I’m sure that as I was jumping, I was giving Daddy a delicious display of jiggling titty flesh! To finish my sexy appearance, I was wearing high heels that really called attention to my long, tanned legs.
Daddy seemed taken aback when he realized that he was staring at his daughter and between my legs, I could feel a sudden bloom of wet warmth. I realized that I really did like the thought of my father regarding me as a sexual being. He crossed the pickup lane to where I was parked and I rushed to him and almost leaping into his arms, gave him a big hug.
“Welcome home, Daddy,” I gushed, kissing him on the corner of his mouth and then on the cheek for good measure even as I rubbed myself up against him.
“Thank-thanks, Megan. Um, where is your mother? I thought she was picking me up.” Daddy seemed a little perturbed. Daddy was an orderly guy, wanting everything to always go off as planned. Deviations always perturbed him. I wanted to bust out laughing. Poor Daddy he had no idea what was in store for him!
“Mom had to go upstate to a fabric place and will be back tomorrow. She took Danny with her,” I said as I opened the rear door of the station wagon. I posed prettily for him as he tossed his bags in the back. Winking saucily at my father, I added, “I guess you’re stuck with me tonight, Daddy.”
Daddy was trying to ogle me without appearing to be ogling and just grunted back, “Well, she could have called.”
“Well, something big came up, I guess and she needed to give it her full attention,” I replied. It was the truth. The something big was Danny’s cock and I was sure that Mom was giving it her full attention in a motel on the outskirts of town! I squelched any thoughts of jealousy by focusing on my new obsession the seduction of Daddy!
I asked Daddy if he wanted to drive home, but he said he was tired. I unlocked his door and then climbed in. I could feel Daddy’s eyes on me as I carefully climbed behind the wheel. My dress slipped upwards, showing off my tan thighs and when I was settled, I knew that the hem was just a hair short of showing Daddy my lacy white panties. I hooked up my seat belt, aware that the pressure from the strap was also tugging on my shell top downwards, exposing more of my titties.
“I’m glad your home, Daddy. I’ve missed you,” I said, reaching over and patting him on the thigh. “It’s been a long time since it was just you and me.”
“Yeah,” Daddy mumbled as he continued to stare at me. His face was flushed a little. “I’m sorry.” He was silent for a little while. “I was thinking while I was at that conference that I don’t spend enough time with you and your brother and…” Daddy paused and sighed. “And your mom. I reckon I need to do something about that.”
I studied Daddy as I drove us home. Dad was fifty-four years old. He was a little paunchy, but not bad for his age. He was five foot, eleven inches tall and weighed around two hundred pounds. He worked out once a blue moon, but golfed a lot, never using a cart, but walking the course to get his exercise. Daddy’s hair was a salt and pepper mix that I thought was very attractive.
“Well, tonight there is no work, just you and me, getting to know each other again. Y’know, I’m not the little girl you used to tuck into bed and check under the bed for the boogey-man. I’m all grown up now!”
Daddy stared openly at me now. “Yes you are a grown up woman.” He shook his head. “You remind me so much of your mother at your age.”
“Really?” I replied.
“Yes. She was maybe a year older than you are now when we first met. She came in as a temp secretary at the firm I worked for in the old days.” Daddy leaned back in his seat and smiled. “I remember the first time I saw your Mom. She was wearing a green sweater and a red, plaid miniskirt.”
“Oooh, was it love or lust at first sight?” I said teasingly, winking at him again.
Daddy’s face got a little redder. “Well, love, I suppose hell, it was lust. I knew I wanted your mother from the second I met her.”
“Mmm, my Daddy the ladies man!” I cooed. “So, how long did it take you to nail Mom?”
Daddy jerked as if I’d pinched him. “Megan! You shouldn’t talk like that that’s not appropriate.”
I shrugged (not unaware that doing so gave my breasts a nice, enticing bounce), and said, “Hello? All grown up now, remember. I know about sex and fucking, Daddy. I was just curious as to how you and Mom got together.”
Daddy had jerked again when I used the word ‘fuck.’ I thought he was going to clam up, but I had a sense that maybe Daddy needed to no, wanted to talk about Mom and himself. Maybe Mom was wrong in that Daddy was just not interested anymore. I tried to urge him on. “C’mon, Daddy spill the family secrets. I know you weren’t an angel when you were single. Lord knows Granny Simmons talked about what an incorrigible young man you were until you settled down with Mom.”
Daddy snorted. “That first day I met your mother, we, um went out for drinks afterward, she invited me back to her place for dinner and well we made love for the first time that night.”
“On the first date!” I gushed, trying not to laugh! “You fucked Mom on your first date?”
Daddy’s face was now a deep, dark red. Embarrassed, Daddy shrugged and said, “Well, your Mom was and is a beautiful, sexy woman. I can’t believe any man in his right mind would say no to your mother. I sure didn’t and we’ve been together ever since.”
“Aww, that’s sweet, Daddy. Tell me more about you and Mom.”