Waiting for my little girl

[Ed]

Here I am, preparing dinner, waiting for my daughter to come home from school.
I'm shaking nervously as I chop vegetables, thinking of the budding young woman my til-now-innocent girl has turned into. This morning I walked in on her during what must have been a private moment in the washroom. I guess she forgot to lock the door. She was naked, and viewing her maturing body, I saw her as a woman for the first time.
My emotions are conflicted. I was excitied, sexually, by my own daughter for the first time. I haven't been able to get it out of my head all day, the sight of her budding breasts, her hands at work on her . . .

She'll be home any minute. I don't know how I'll face her.

 

[Badlilgirl]

Daaaad, I'm home!

I run in, a flurry of energy..

I'm just going upstairs to chaaange!

Before I even see him, I bound up the stairs, eager to get out of my uniform before dinner. I rip off the shirt, the bra, the skirt soon following. Before I can grab my shorts, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror..my breasts are getting bigger, and my legs are nice and long. I like my ass the best; it's nice and round..I run my hands across my ass, and then..around to the front...I gently play with myself for a few minutes, before the smell of dinner changes my urges from horny to hungry! I throw on a pair of old shorts from a few years ago, a tank top, and I run back downstairs, not realizing I forgot a bra. and my nipples are erect.

 

[Ed]

Well. That was easier than I thought. She hardly even noticed me. Just came on in and ran upstairs to change. Maybe she hasn'r been dwelling on this all day, as I have. Still, the sight of her in her school uniform -- why do the nuns let them wear those kilts so short?

Dinner's ready. Maybe if we have have a nice talk at dinner and, I don't know, watch a movie, this whole thing will blow over.

Unless, of course, she gives me some idea that she's thought about me . . . Nah. She's my daughter. I can't think about . . . I just have to forget this idea. Ther she is for dinner. I guess I should get it on the table.

 

[Badlilgirl]

Dad looks weird tonight, I think..I hope he's okay. I plop into a chair, my long brown hair cascading down my shoulders. I grin up at Dad..he's still the most handsome man in the world.

C'mon Daddy...I'm starving! Oh, and you'll never guess what happened today in school. I was talking to this guy, his name's Joe, and he was asking me if I could hook him up with my friend...

I keep blabbering, and stand up to help Daddy put the plates down. We sit down...and then I realize we forgot the napkins! They're just above Dad's head. I have to lean over him to reach the napkin holder, and for just a moment, my loose breasts brush his face. I don't know..maybe it was sick..but I get a tingling feeling all in my boobs. I pause for a split second, staring at him, and then jump back into my story of Joe and the blonde girl he likes. I sit back down, but my shorts are a little uncomfy, and I squirm a bit in my seat. I grin at him.

But how was your day, Daddy?

I wink playfully.

 

[Guest]

My day?

I can't tell her what has been going through my mind all day!

My day has been okay. I've been feeling a little funny though. I think I'm coming down with something.

Coming? I wish. Down ON something? I have no problems with that. Wait! What am I thinking! This is my baby! My daughter! But.. She got this odd look in her eyes when she got those napkins. Did she like having her breasts that close to me?

 

[Laurel]

OOC:
Hi all,

Not to interrupt, and I don't want to stifle any creativity, but Manu and I would greatly appreciate it if we could all keep our characters over the age of 18. Thanks a lot, and have fun!

 

[Badlilgirl]

I drop my head into my hands, my elbows propped up onto the table.

I swear, Daddy, you should have let me live in the dorms. not that I *mind* being here with you...

I smile sweetly, and stare into my Daddy's eyes..

I mean, it's great..but the hottest guys are in the dorms!! And besides, wouldn't you rather be alone, so you can..you know..go out on dates and stuff? I mean, a man as handsome as you..

Oh god, I think..am I flirting with my dad? I mean, he *is* handsome, and strong, and powerful, and...I grin playfully, and decide to see how far I can flirt with Daddy before he gets mad.

You must have to go to the other girl's house to get some, huh?

I wink.

 

[tasteyourthighs]

Nice

Flirting is ok . Les see what happens.