A Forbidden Affair Unfolds
Mark sat acroos the table from his daughter and watched her eat. What the hell was happening today? It was almost as if she was playing with him. Like she was trying to be flirty but he knew that was crazy. His little girl knew nothing of those kinds of games and if she did she sure as hell wouldn't be playing them with him... would she? She looked up from her food and smiled across the table at him. There was something in that smile of her's. Something seductive and challenging.
"I'm going crazy. I'm looking for things that just simply are not there" he thought. He forced himself to look away from her. He needed some kind of escape from this constant sexual torture that he had felt all day.
"Well I'm gonna go finish up some shool stuff real quick" she said
He watched as she slowly got out of her chair and headed toward the kitchen. Then she dropped her fork... she glanced back at him before bending over and grabbing it from off the floor. Then she disappeared from view. Mark sat alone at the table trying to control his pounding heart and wondered if he had time to relieve some of this tension before she came back...
Sara stretched out on her bed and did her best to control her laughter. She could almost feel his eyes on her when she had bent over in front of him. Everything was going perfect and now he would have a little time to sit and stew before she came back to continue her wonderful little game...
Mark sat on the couch watching the Sunday night game. At least he was trying to watch but in truth he couldn't even tell you who was playing. When she had left and he finally had time to relax he had been happy. He would finally be able to think straight and maybe now his aching cock could have a little break from standing at attention. But as he sat there staring at the tv all he could think about was the events of the day. The way her ass had felt in his hands. Her body pressed against his. Her wrists pinned as he straddled her. He hadn't been able to collect his thoughts and his cock hadn't went down either. He wondered how many times he would have to cum tonight before it would finally wear out.
"Daddy are you with us"?
He heard her voice and had to blink a few times to realize she was there in the room. She stood right in front of the tv. She had changed her clothes but was now dressed in a long night shirt. He glanced at the clock and realized it was now 9:15. How long had he been zoned out for?
"Yeah I'm here. You getting ready for bed?" he asked hoping to change the subject.
"Yeah but I wanted to watch some of the game with you before I head to bed" she said smiling.
She walked over and sat down next to him. Again she was so close. He wondered if she had any panties on since she clearly wasn't wearing a bra. It was entirely possible that the only thing between him and her body was a thin layer of cloth.
They watched the game in silence for half an hour till Sara started to yawn. "Whew she's going to head to bed" he thought. Instead she scooted over and curled her legs under herself then layed down lightly putting her head in his lap. "Oh dear god... her head is right on my cock" he thought. He tried to focus on anything that would help keep it down but knew it was no use. He felt it start to fill up. Then he felt her snuggle her face into his lap.
He tapped her on the shoulder till she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You better head to bed sweetheart" he said nearly choking on every syllable.
"Ok daddy" she replied smiling that same erotic smile at him.
He watched her leave the room and silently thanked god she wasn't carrying anything she could drop...
Sara shut her door silently behind her then fell back against it. She nearly squealed with delight as she stripped her night shirt off. He had gotten hard for her. She could still feel his cock growing hard against her. He wanted her she just knew it. All signs from the day pointed to it. Now she just had to set up the final test. She had to know what he was doing outside her door and the best way she could think of for her to find out was to get him to come in her room...
Mark headed to bed around 11 and changed into his pajamas. He was still hard from the feeling of Sara's face rubbing against him. He thought about not going to her room. After all she had given him plenty for the old spank bank today. In THE END
"I'm going crazy. I'm looking for things that just simply are not there" he thought. He forced himself to look away from her. He needed some kind of escape from this constant sexual torture that he had felt all day.
"Well I'm gonna go finish up some shool stuff real quick" she said
He watched as she slowly got out of her chair and headed toward the kitchen. Then she dropped her fork... she glanced back at him before bending over and grabbing it from off the floor. Then she disappeared from view. Mark sat alone at the table trying to control his pounding heart and wondered if he had time to relieve some of this tension before she came back...
Sara stretched out on her bed and did her best to control her laughter. She could almost feel his eyes on her when she had bent over in front of him. Everything was going perfect and now he would have a little time to sit and stew before she came back to continue her wonderful little game...
Mark sat on the couch watching the Sunday night game. At least he was trying to watch but in truth he couldn't even tell you who was playing. When she had left and he finally had time to relax he had been happy. He would finally be able to think straight and maybe now his aching cock could have a little break from standing at attention. But as he sat there staring at the tv all he could think about was the events of the day. The way her ass had felt in his hands. Her body pressed against his. Her wrists pinned as he straddled her. He hadn't been able to collect his thoughts and his cock hadn't went down either. He wondered how many times he would have to cum tonight before it would finally wear out.
"Daddy are you with us"?
He heard her voice and had to blink a few times to realize she was there in the room. She stood right in front of the tv. She had changed her clothes but was now dressed in a long night shirt. He glanced at the clock and realized it was now 9:15. How long had he been zoned out for?
"Yeah I'm here. You getting ready for bed?" he asked hoping to change the subject.
"Yeah but I wanted to watch some of the game with you before I head to bed" she said smiling.
She walked over and sat down next to him. Again she was so close. He wondered if she had any panties on since she clearly wasn't wearing a bra. It was entirely possible that the only thing between him and her body was a thin layer of cloth.
They watched the game in silence for half an hour till Sara started to yawn. "Whew she's going to head to bed" he thought. Instead she scooted over and curled her legs under herself then layed down lightly putting her head in his lap. "Oh dear god... her head is right on my cock" he thought. He tried to focus on anything that would help keep it down but knew it was no use. He felt it start to fill up. Then he felt her snuggle her face into his lap.
He tapped her on the shoulder till she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "You better head to bed sweetheart" he said nearly choking on every syllable.
"Ok daddy" she replied smiling that same erotic smile at him.
He watched her leave the room and silently thanked god she wasn't carrying anything she could drop...
Sara shut her door silently behind her then fell back against it. She nearly squealed with delight as she stripped her night shirt off. He had gotten hard for her. She could still feel his cock growing hard against her. He wanted her she just knew it. All signs from the day pointed to it. Now she just had to set up the final test. She had to know what he was doing outside her door and the best way she could think of for her to find out was to get him to come in her room...
Mark headed to bed around 11 and changed into his pajamas. He was still hard from the feeling of Sara's face rubbing against him. He thought about not going to her room. After all she had given him plenty for the old spank bank today. In THE END
