Taking Care of Her (CLOSED)

[trackguy]

This is for myself and klvyoenne.......

Jared was a loving man who was in his early 40's. His wife of 18 years had lost her fight with cancer a little over 2 years ago. Since then Jared had to raise his only daughter Alissa by himself. Alissa cared for her father very much and she couldn't bare to leave him alone in that big house by himself so instead of going away to college she elected to stay at home and attend the local junior college.

Jared had no idea that is why Alissa chose to attend that school, but he was happy to have some company in his home. His wife was everything to him and Alissa looked very much like her mother, yet had her own distinct beauty. He was verry protective of his daughter, understandably so with the loss of his wife.

Jared was a far to fit and attractive man to be as lonely as he was. At 6 feet and around 180lbs his looks hadn't changed much since his college hockey days, ewxcept now he had salt and pepper hair.

 

[klvyoenne]

Taking Care of her

Alissa was only 14 years old when her mother and father told her that her mother was going to start treatments for cervical cancer. She watched helplessly as her mom went through the first round of treatments, that left her sick and sad, and nearly lifeless for nearly a year. For a while, after the first round of treatment, there was hope--her mother's cancer seemed to be in remission; but then, it came back with vengeance. Her mom went through more aggressive and experimental treatments over the next couple years; but the cancer was stronger than her body.

Her father, a successful novelist, worked from home and was fortunate to have a steady income from royalties and articles to sustain them throughout his wife's decline.

Throughout her mother's illness, Alissa watched as her daddy devoted most of his personal time and resources to caring for her mother as she slowly gave in to the ravages of cancer. He'd always been a loving and attentive husband and father, strong and handsome. When her mother was sick, sometimes she'd watch her dad wrap his strong body around her mom's thin, frail one as they lay in their big bed. She'd watch in the bathroom mirror as he'd bathe her, and gently wash her body with super soft cloths and gently lift her, dripping, from the warm bubble baths and hold her on his lap as he dried her.

Eventually, Jared even had to feed his wife, wiping her chin, gently encouraging her to eat the simplest of foods; apple sauce, puddings, ice cream. He took care of her bathroom needs too, a simple secret that was never mentioned, but always known.

Alissa was a few weeks shy of her 16th birthday when she had a revilation. "She's like a child," she thought. In the same moment, she also realized, "She's going to die."

After that, Alissa's thoughts of her mother changed. She saw her as a helpless child, and Alissa assumed more and more of the responsibilites of running the household. She wasn't strong enough to care for her mother--but she could take care of everything else. Alissa washed the clothes and made the beds. She cooked the meals and did the shopping. She even began balancing the checkbook and managing the family finances. Her family home was large; her parents had planned on filling it with children, but she was the only child they had.

What bothered Alissa most was the toll her mother's illness took on her father. His eyes, once bright and happy, no longer sparkled--they were clouded, weary, and sad. Wrinkles etched themselves in lines across his forehead, and his jet black hair was now peppered with white.

A few weeks after her mother's funeral, she'd stood in the hall, watching him as he sat at his desk, his head in his hand and his shoulders hunched. Alissa's heart ached for him. She waked in and placed her hands on his shoulders. She could feel the tension, the knots, and she started to slowly rub them, as hard as she could.

Jared was surprised at her sudden massage, he'd been so absorbed in his own misery he hadn't realized she'd entered the room. For a few moments he reveled in the touch of hands on his shoulders.

His thoughts drifted. He felt her softness pressed against him. He could feel her nipples poking into his flesh through the sheer blouse she wore. He could smell the gentle aroma of Ivory soap and baby powder she wore. Her long brown hair dropped next to his face and gently tickled him. It felt wonderful-- for more than three years, he'd been completely devoted to the care of his dying wife--without his wife to take care of his needs, he'd simply shut off that part of himself. Jared felt himself harden at her touch, but his erection was hidden beneath his desk; so he allowed himself to enjoy the massage.

Alissa massaged him for about five minutes. When she was finished, she said, "Did you like that, daddy?"

He reached up with his hand and patted her hands as they lay on his shoulders. He looked at her and said huskily, "Thank you, baby. It felt great." His cock ached--he felt the blood pulsing in his dick as he looked at his babygirl. She looked so much like her mother did, her face, her eyes, the shape of her sweet pink mouth. His conscience kicked him; his purient thoughts of his own daughter were completely inappropriate, and he didn't want her to see the lust and shame in his eyes. Tears welled in his eyes as he looked away from her.

Alissa's heart broke as she saw her father weep. She wrapped her arms around her daddy's neck, and kissed him softly, nuzzling her nose into the soft hair at the nape of his neck while she did. She stood there, holding him tightly and said to him, softly, "Don't worry daddy. I'm going to take care of you now..."

 

[trackguy]

Jared couldn't believe how his body was reacting to his young daughters touch. He could feel her nipples poking him and it had been sometime since he had made love to anyone. This was the first time that he had really looked at his daughter this way.

Lately she had been running around in her panties and t-shirt late at night or early in the morning.....her body was perfect and firm but he never imagined this. Now his cock was throbbing as his daughter held him. He knew it was so wrong but her sent and touch was driving him wild.

"Thank you Alissa, I really nedded that" he said. He tried to be strong and gather himself letting her know she could leave. Alissa knew better though and sat in her father lap giving him a big hug

She noticed right away the large buldge in her fathers pants. Jared couldn't bare to look at her and just barried his head into her neck...He felt so ashamed and was sure Alissa would leave the room in horror.

 

[klvyoenne]

Taking Car of Her

Alissa hugged her daddy. She loved him so much, she just hugged him close to her. All she could see was how sad and lonely he was--and the tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry baby--it's just been... so ... hard lately. Taking care of your mom--and now I've got to take care of you... alone..." he said, slowly, sadly.

"Shh. I'ts ok daddy. It's ok." Alissa tried to reassure him, but he shrugged coldly as she hugged him. Mostly, he did it to break the contact that was so tantilizing, so sweet, but oh, so wrong.

"Go get your homework done before dinner, ok?" Jared said, as he put his head in his hands.

"Sure, daddy. Anything you want." Alissa replied as she turned and left the room. She paused for a moment before she left telling herself, "Just wait, daddy. When I'm all grown up, then _I'l_l take care of _you..._ just you wait and see, Daddy."

...

 

[trackguy]

That massage had been a few years earlier right after Jared's wife passed. Alissa was now fully grown and Jared still couldn't help but notice the change in form of his daughter. He knew it was wrong but he never minded when she would parade around in the morning in her panties while getting ready for school.

Alissa came home from school that day and when she entered the home she say that her father was out of the house. Her daddy hadn't been the same since her mother had gotten really sick. Alissa got the idea to cook her father his favourite meal.

She began preparing the pasta dish he loved then a develish grin crossed her face. She couldn't stop thinking about her father, she had caught him looking at her earlier that morning and she got an ache between her tighs. Alissa then lite some candles and went up stairs and got dressed in a form fitting dress.

 

[klvyoenne]

Alissa looked at herself in the mirror as she brushed her long chestnut brown hair. Gone was the girlish roundess in her face, it had been replaced by a soft angular line running from her ear to her chin; but, her freckles remained, soft splatters across her nose and cheeks.

Her neck was long, and smoothly flowed into the line of her collarbone. She looked at her breasts, burgeoning, blossoming beneath the neckline of her simple black dress. Her daddy always liked it when she wore her hair down, so her long tresses framed her face and swept over her shoulders.

She wore no makeup--she'd never gotten into the habit, and it wasn't really necessary. Her own natural beauty always was more than sufficient. She thought about earrings, but decided against them, opting instead for a simple heart locket on a gold chain her daddy had given her for Christmas this year.

So much had changed in the few short years since her mother's death. She'd grown up, but her daddy treated her like a little girl. She didn't go out with boys--none of them even compared with her daddy.

Alissa heard the ringing of the kitchen stove, the timer telling her that dinner was almost done. She slipped downstairs and shut it off, putting the bread in the oven to warm. The spicy tang of garlic and oregano came up off the lasagne bubbling merrily in the oven, and filled the house with a warm, homey smell.

Jared came in the back door as Alissa bent and put the bread in the oven. As he entered, the first thing he saw was a woman's beautifully round, perfectly shaped ass, displayed in front of him. As she shifted her weight slightly, her hips rocked, and cocked, a bit. The smooth fabric outlined every curve of her beautiful butt. When she stood, it clung gently to the curve of her hip, and followed the concave curve from her waist to breast.

Alissa turned to him, smiling, her sweet face beaming. "Hi," she said. "Dinner's almost ready. I made lasagne, your favorite."

Jared inhaled sharply. He'd seen this picture before, but it wasn't Alissa, it was Corrinne, his wife. She'd stood at the stove, smiling at him, waiting for him to come home.

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[trackguy]

Jared pulled into the driveway after running some errands and going to the gym. As he entered the back door of his large home he was taken a back by the vision of the sexiest ass he had ever laid eyes on. It took him back to a time before his wife has a frail image of her former self. Although familiar it was different and the body he diserd wasn’t his wife but his even more stunning daughter.

A bit stunned he just froze at the door staring at his beautiful little girl. As she turned and made eye contact while flashing her perfect smile Jared could only mumble out “hello princess”

Alissa’s face lit up and she walked over to her handsome father and gave him a big hug. Jared’s strong arms engulfed his daughters tiny frame. He could feel her nipples press into her chest and looking don over her back he got the perfect view of her round apple shaped bottom.

“Dinner smells great honey, and you look so pretty. What is the special occasion?” Jared asked.

The hug lasted longer then normal between the two and as the embrace broke Jared let his hands slide down her back to the top of her bottom. Alissa of course noticed and let out a giggle then bite her lower lip before going back over to the stove.

 

[klvyoenne]

>>Alissa’s face lit up and she walked over to her handsome father and gave him a big hug. Jared’s strong arms engulfed his daughters tiny frame. He could feel her nipples press into her chest and looking don over her back he got the perfect view of her round apple shaped bottom. <<

As her father hugged her, Alissa leaned in slightly, turning her hip so the edge of her pelvic bone rubbed slightly against the front of his pants. Then she flexed her calves, and shifted her weight forward so she could stand on her tip toes. As she did, her pelvis moved directly againt Jared's. As she innocently rose, the weight of her body against his caused his cock to stiffen painfully--and she could feel it harden beneath her. She nuzzled her daddy's neck with her nose, inhaled the scent of his aftershave, and enjoyed the feeling of his stubbly face against her cheek.

As her father slid his hands down her back and rested them against the top of her ass cheeks, she wondered if he'd figured out she wore no panties underneath her sleek, black, dress. She felt his fingers gently flexing on the crests of her ass cheeks, as if he were subconcsciously kneading them. She didn't mind at all--the thought of his hands on her ass made her incredibly hot, and her clit tingled with anticipation to the night she had planned for him.

He'd been without a woman for far too long, she'd decided. Tonight, she was going to be everything for him that he'd always been for her. She'd made his favorite meal and she'd even gotten her friend's mom to buy a couple bottles of wine to go with dinner. Everything was right, from the soft candles burning in the dining room, to the fine china and polished silver, to the gentle and romantic music in the background. Alissa was taking no chances tonight. She'd unplugged the phone, locked the front door, and tonight was the night.

Alissa had planned this night for a long time--she'd spent countless hours researching "seduction" and "sex" and "69 ways to get him into bed". She'd discovered that wearing sexy clothes, acting sexy and available, feeding him and then getting him drunk, were the four fastest methods. She'd decided to combine them into one night, where he'd be sure that he couldn't resist!

“Dinner smells great honey, and you look so pretty. What is the special occasion?” Jared asked.

"No special occasion, Daddy..." Alissa said, as she gently rubbed up and down against him with her body. She spoke softly as she looked into her daddy's big green eyes. "I just love you so much, that I wanted to do something to make you happy, that's all. You work hard, and sometimes I want to give you a reason to blow your job and come home to me so I can kiss your hurts away."

While she spoke, Jered watched as her beautiful mouth formed words he only half heard. "love you... do you... hard... blow... job... come...me... kiss you..." His heart raced in his chest, his head spun on his shoulders, and his cock ached and throbbed. She smelled... she smelled like woman... when he looked down at her, he could see the beautiful round crest of her boosm, and he tightened his grip on her ass to pull her tighter into his body.