It all starts with a Cigarette: closed to Hells Fury

It all starts with a Cigarette
By the Gladiator and Hels Fury

(As always this is a work of fiction, and contains father daughter incestuous situations. Feedback is always appreciated via pm.
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Gladiator)

IC

George MacEntire, more commonly known as Mac had been married for 22 years before he finally decided that he had had enough of his ex wife. She was an overcontroling bitter woman who always found something in life to complain on. Mac rolled with the punches, easy going and outgoing, Mac went with any blow life threw at him. His wife and he couldn’t have been more diffeent. The thing that United them? Christina, or Chris. Born when Mac and Julie were 19, both had loved their daughter. That was until Julie and Chris started to fight as Chris hit adolescence. Chris had a disposition similar to her fathers whichpissed Julie off. Of course she still loved her daughter, but their relationship was strained. The strained nature of the relationship between Chris and Julie, and Mac and Julie brought father and daughter closer together, and It was Mac not Julie who attended all of Chris’s softball games, all of her cello concerts. Even took time off work to help her get ready for prom.
So it really wasn’t a surprise to anyone when after Chris turned 18 and moved to college, Mac initiated a divorce. Three years Later found mac just turned 40, and living on his own, happy with his job as a carpenter and contractor. He specialized in doing house remoddling. It was summer, and money was tighter and Mac and Julie could no longer afford for Chris to afford to live the summers at her university, so they gave her the option of coming to live with one of them while she looked for a summer job. It wasn’t really very surprising to Mac when his daughter Opted to live wih him. He didn’t have a lot of money, but he did have the family’s house he had built himself, his wife not wanting the house, so there was plenty of room for Chris to live with him.
Mac was working on his kitchen sink on the day that Chris was to come home. He wasn’t one to sit around and he couldn’t just sit around and wait for her toget there, so he decided to crawl under the sink and fix the pipe that seemed determined to leak justto spite him.

Chris did not have many things to be happy about. Her parents had separated and her mom and her relationship had changed dramatically. She remembered how they use to be close and how she use to be able to go to her mother about anything, but now as she seemed to be more like her father it was as if her mother could not stand her. Shaking her head she went on about packing her things up and getting on the road to get to her home. Well her summer home that was. She was excited about seeing her father and spending time with him. Of course she was always excited about that. She was in all daddy's little girl, and she knew that she would continue to be daddy's little girl for the rest of her life. Shockingly that did not bother her as it would most people her age. But instead it made her smile.

Finishing up packing she carried her bags down to her car. Her little car that she had, had since she was 17 was completely packed and nothing else would be able to fit. Smiling softly she slid into the seat and left her college dorms and headed for home. A small tear ran down her cheek as she realized she would not be seeing her mother this summer because she has chose to live with Mac. Her mother had handed her an ultimatum and Chris was never one to do well when people made her choose that way. So of course she choose her father Mac. But by doing so her mother was not going to see or hear from her at all this vacation. She knew that her father did not know about this or he probably would have flipped. But she did not really want him to know.

As a few hours of driving passed she pulled up into her old driveway and walked inside of the house curious as to just where her father was hiding. She had not seen him in so long, and she could not wait to see him now. Walking around the house she looked for him and came up empty. Pursing her lips for a moment she stood there in the living room.

"Mac....any one home?"

She called out, she knew her father didn't like her calling him by name so she figured that would at least grab his attention if he was near her. Standing there she looked around the house and smiled. Mac had been doing construction. Which usually met he was trying to waste time so he did not think about things to much. Smiling she stood there and waited in anticipation.

There was a noise from the kitchen as Mac heard the noise and promptly swore eliquently describing the pipe's ansestry in a quite lurid manner. He finally extracted himself from the sink, so the pair of jean clad legs in the kitchen turned into Chris's father. He wiped at swet on his forehead and walked to the doorway to the living room. "Jesus Chris, you could give a guy a little worning, you like ring the bell or yell "Hi Dad I'm home." he grumbled rubbing his head where he had banged it on the pipe. He eyed his daughter, "You're looking good." he said which was a bit of an understatement. HIs little girl was built like a woman now. Almost the spitting image of her mother 20 years ago, although she still Had Mac's blue eyes. The soft blue eyes softened her face giving it less of the cold beauty that Julie's green eyes seemed to give her. He held out his arms smiling, "Come here you. And what did I tell you about Calling me Mac?" he said trying to look stern.

Chris stood there and smiled as she saw her dad with open arms. Taking a step closer to him she hugged him tightly and her face seemed to just light up as she stood there. Yes he had been doing construction around the house. She loved her father and she loved that he cared so much for their home. Her mother was never really one to do much around the house. Yes she would cook the occasional meal and clean when she felt the need, but mostly is was her father who took care of the home and her. Smiling she stepped back and laughed softly.

"Well I figured that it would get your attention Dad."

She said a little sarcastically. Chris still loved her father the same but there were so many things that he did not know about her. She knew that he still looked at her like Daddy's sweet innocent little girl. And mostly it was true she still did have some of her innocence but she was not just a good girl. When she had time alone she explored her body and enjoyed learning new things about herself to please herself. Of course she still hang on to her virginity, she did not trust anyone really enough to allow them to take that from her. But she had changed some since the last time she had been home. Smiling she stood there looking at her father.

"And I was right see."

She added playfully as they stood there. It felt nice to be home, it felt wonderful to be in this house again. Although she would miss the parties on campus she hoped she would be able to find something that would be just as fun and exhilarating if not more.

"As if Hi dad I'm home wouldn't have worked just as well." he said rubbing the back of her head letting his fingers run through her hair. Something he'd done since she was a little girl. "Its shorter than I remember." he said smiling, "At least you didn't get it cut real short." he said, "I hate really short hair, I think your mother kept hers short just to piss me off." he said smiling.
"You Hungry?" he asked changing the subject, "I was either thinking about grilling something or taking you out to dinner, which sounds better to you?" Mac asked Glad his daughter was home. He had been more lonely than he would ever admit with no one else in the house that seemed huge to him when empty. So it was nice to know he wouldn't be alone for the summer.

Chris smiled softly and her father mentioned dinner. She had not ate all day and she was hungry. Smiling she shrugged "dinner sounds good." and with that she walked over to the couch taking a seat. Resting for a moment she let her thoughts unwind. It had been so long since she had actually took a moment to relax. Looking around for a moment she sighed. She would miss her on line adventures as she was home and did not have the same access to the internet she had, had at school but she would deal with it. Maybe start her book that she had been meaning to write. Licking her lips she thought about the erotic and naughty things she had been up to online.

Shaking her head she smiled and took a deep breath. Pressing those thoughts to the back of her mind. Smiling she stood back up. "Why don't we go out and get something to eat. That sounds nice." She said simply to her father as she walked back around and into the kitchen looking at the mess that he had created. Chuckling softly she looked at him. "Not done I take it." She said in a joking manner.

"Nope, that darned Garbage disposal hates me." he said in reply from where he was already ensconsed under the sink again only fvsible from the waist down. His tight faded blue jeans and old shoes all you could see of him. "Hand me that rench would you?" he asked his hand appearing to point at a tool on the ground.

Chris laughed softly as her dad went back to work on the sink. He was always a relentless man, and that was nothing new to her at all. Standing there she grabbed the tool he had pointed to and handed it to him. "Hey dad I will be back I am going to check out my room real quick." She said simply. One other thing her father had not known was that she had picked up smoking. Of course she should go out side but the house had to many windows and there was to big a chance he would see her.

So she walked up stairs and into her old room. Smiling as she saw things left how she had left them. She walked over to her window and opened it. The screen no longer there made her smile. Taking out her cigarettes she pulled one out and grabbed her lighter, leaning out of the window she lit her cigarette. Feeling like a child again she chuckled to herself. She hated hiding things from her father, but if he knew some of the things she had been up to, well he would never look at her the same again. She wanted him to be happy, she wanted to make him proud, so she would not allow him to find these things out about her.

Mac merely grunted something incoherent that sounded like yeah ok sweety." and he soon reemerged from the sink and headed up the stairs meaning to tell his daughter her cable in her room was out until he could rewire it, due to a amplifier problem in the basement and he stuck his head through her half open door and was greeted by the sight of her smoking in the window. He cleared his throught. "I see you've found I removed the screen to put the Window AC unit in for you." he said a bit dryly. He moved towards her, "And little does your mother know that you have more in common with her than she'd ever admit." he said, "She too adores that disgusting habbit." he said standing behind her looking out the window his hand on her back. He seemed not to be too angry with her, just, maybe a little disappointed.

Chris dropped the cigarette out the window a little shocked her father had just walked into her room and compared her to her mother. She hated being compared to her mother but she understood why he was comparing her. Although she was nothing like her mother by any means. She had her life, and well neither of her parents would like some of the things she had done with her life. Although most of it was over the internet, they still would not like it by any means. Standing up she looked at her father. "Well I need something to relieve tension." She said simply.

Standing there she looked at her father, closer to him then what she was use to being. Taking in a deep breath she stood silent unsure of what to do. Pulling out her mints she stuck one in her mouth and played with it, with her tongue. She was shocked and she hoped he did not plan on questioning her about other things. She did not want him knowing the things she had been up to, or the book she had plans of writing so she stood there silent and still while taking deep breaths to stay calm.

"Next time, try an orgasm, or a good laugh." he said with a straight face before smiling down at her. "You're 21 now sweety if you want to smoke, its your funeral." he said smiling, "Just don't come crying to me when you have lung cancer." he said watching her. "God you've grown up so much." he murmered patting her shoulder, "Well should I get a shower so we can go out?" he asked giving himself an apraising look at the dirt and dust and such on him from his days work.

Chris laughed softly as her father told her to have an orgasm. "yeah...right" she mumbled softly at that. She was still a virgin and he was telling her to have an orgasm. Yes her online encounters helped, but well she never really quenched her desires there. Shrugging she just nodded at her father when he said he needed to shower. She needed to clean up and the mirror that had been in her room was now gone. "When your done I need to clean up a little myself." She said simply to him. Her thoughts were back to her online encounters. She wanted to sign on and have some fun. In all it was the most fun that she had in a while, since she was not one to go out and just physically do things because it felt good. But online she could.

He nodded, "Oh yes why I came up here, cable's out in your room, same with ethernet. Sorry, but there was a wiring problem I haven't been able to fix yet." he said appologetically. "Will myspace die without you?" he said teasing her as he headed toward her door already tugging off his t-shirt throwing it in the hamper, showing his muscled torso from the rear as he headed into the bathroom closing the door.

Chris chuckled softly. "Yeah...myspace." She said laughing to herself. Shaking her head she went and sat down on her bed for a few moments. No internet, n o phone out here, no t.v. She was stuck with her father for entertainment. Smiling softly she got up having forgotten about him in the shower she walked down the hall and into the bathroom seeing him standing there naked she gasped lightly. "Oh...I...Uh....wow Dad." She said shocked. She had never really paid attention to her fathers body so she had never seen how well built the man truly was. And now she was in shock and awe by his body. Her eyes trailed his body he was amazing, why her mother let him slip through her fingers she would never really know the answer. But she stood there looking at him and licking her lips.

Mac was just turning on the shower when the door opened, "Is something wrong?" he said turning his head to see her there, and felt his cheaks heat up the way she was watching him. He turned slowly around he seemed to forget he was naked, "Is something wrong?" he repeated, absently lowering a hand to obscure his modesty his cheaks heating up a little more.

Chris stood there looking at him. "No...uh ...nothings wrong." She stuttered out as she stood there. Shaking her head she turned and walked out. "Sorry...." She said to him and walked out of the bathroom mumbling about how good he looked. She could not believe she thought her father looked so good. But she could not really help herself either. She could not believe that in that moment she had become attracted to her dad. Her thoughts raced around her as she walked to her room. She just saw her Dad naked and she liked what she had seen. Closing and locking her door she walked over to her bed and slipped her pants down. Slowly she began to massage and tease her clit with the images of him so fresh in her head. Licking her lips she slid one finger slowly inside of her still massaging her clit with her thumb. Slowly a moan escaped her lips and she laid back on her bed.

Mac blushed as he heard her murmered compliment. He stood there before he moved and got in the shower, finding that her eyes had actually caused him to become slightly aroused. She was his daughter, but...her eyes had devowered him like she wanted him, like she knew what she would do to him if given her way. Did his little girl know what to do to a man? Or was he reading too much into her looks? He tried to put such thoughts out of his head as he began to wash up. Getting out and drying off, and rapping the towl around himself so he could go to his room to get dressed.

As her fingers tantalized her skin she laid there, her back arching against the bed and a light perspiration of sweat laying over her body. Moans escaped her lips, as her thumb continued to massage that sweet little spot on her clit, and her fingers found that spot inside of her that would make any girl go week in the knees. She slid her other hand up and massaged her nipple between her thumb and finger, this time a louder moan escaped her lips. As she continued working her body her legs began to tremble and her insides clenched around her finger. The start of an orgasm began to wash over her and she moaned once again this time loud enough where anyone in the house would be able to hear her.

Mac Was halfway to his bedroom in his towel when he heard the moan. He didn't recognise the quality of it, he thought she was hurt and he threw open the door afraid something was wrong only to be greeted with a full frontal view hof his daughter's soaking wet fully shaved pussy, her fingers burried in it. "Oh god, God Chris I'm sorry I thought something was wrong." he backed out closing the door quickly not sure he'd ever closed a a door that fast beating a hasty retreat to his room where he tried to stuff his partially erect cock into his briefs. Why was he having such feelings. Had it been so long since he'd seen a pussy especially a shaved one that he was becoming aroused by the thought of his daughters?

Chris stopped as soon as she had heard her fathers voice. Snapping up she pulled her pants back on and fixed her top. Her cheeks turned pink as she walked out of her room. Slowly she made her way down to her fathers room and knocked twice on his door. "Dad I am sorry" She said and then walked away shaking her head. Her cheeks were still flushed and her eyes showed lust. But she tried to control her body as much as she could. She could not believe that she had been turned on by her dad and that he had now seen her most private parts.

Mac walked out suitably dressed in his tight black jeans and a black t-shirt. He sat beside her on the couch putting an arm around her, "Honey, masterbation is normal." he said, "I mean hell even I do it, especially when I'm lonely, I just thought something was wrong, I'm really sorry." he said softly blushing trying to act grown up though.

Chris smiled softly at her father and relaxed her head against his shoulder. "It is not that, that is bothering me, but that is besides the point." She said simply. Then she tilted her head up to look at her father. "You know Dad I am still a virgin." She said matter of factually. As she sat there a soft smile playing on her lips. She sat there with her Dad the only man she could ever really be close to, because he was the only man that she could truly trust to never hurt her and she knew that. So in turn he was the only one she was truly comfortable with and could truly ever be close to.

He smiled at her, "I won't say I'm surprised cause I am. you're a beautiful woman, and growing up I wouldn't have been surprised if you'd fooled around at least once." he said, "If getting caught didn't bother you, what's wrong?" he asked combining his question and comment of earlier.

Chris sat there not sure how to answer him. He was asking her directly what was wrong. The problem was is she liked her father. And she wanted him, but how was she suppose to tell him that. She sat there and took a few deep breaths not sure of what to say to him now. If she told him, he could possibly kick her out or worse and never want to see her again. She didn't know what to say to him, she had to answer but she could not just tell him that she wanted him, he would never look at her the same and she knew that. So she sat there silent for a moment and completely still.

"Well....um...I don't know how to explain."

She said simply to him. She wasn't lying she did not know how to explain it, but she wasn't going to tell him why, she couldn't he would never view her the same way again.

He patted her on the shoulder kissing her cheek, "Its ok sweety, I am your father I'm hear to listen but I know some things just aren't easy to talk to parents about." he said giving her another hug holding her close for a moment, "Its so nice to have you here." he added smiling again.