“Yes,” she admitted quietly.
“And Roxanne got you to take those pictures for him?”
“Kind of. I mean, it was her idea at first, but then it was kind of fun.”
“I see,” her father said cautiously. “But then you just sent them to me instead, huh?”
“Umm, that’s where it gets a little funny.”
“A little funny?” he said suspiciously.
She didn’t answer and just kept looking down. Del was determined to find out the rest, but he couldn’t help staring down the top of her dress at the big, smooth orbs partially tucked inside it. She finally just nodded without saying anything.
“I’m not sure I understand,” he pressed.
“Oh my god, this is so embarrassing,” she replied.
Del started to feel bad for pushing her to say something she didn’t seem to want to. He put his arm around her and pulled her close in an affectionate cuddle.
“It’s okay, baby,” he said. “You don’t have to feel embarrassed about anything around me, okay?”
She wrung her hands in her lap for a minute and finally said, “It’s you, okay? The guy is you, Dad.”
The girl’s statement made Del stop. Despite the highly unusual afternoon and evening so far it was the last thing he expected to hear. At the same time, his cock was quickly growing in his pants even though so many more questions were running through his mind.
“Does Roxanne know you sent those pictures to me?”
When the girl nodded yes, her father’s cock pulsed harder even while he knew it was a dangerous idea.
“Before you say anything, she’s the only one who knows how I feel. She’s known a long time and I only told her because she told me some things about her and her dad.”
Del didn’t know when he ever felt more shocked and aroused at the same time.
“What about them?” he asked.
Lauren hesitated. “They’re, umm, fucking.”
“Damn,” he muttered.
Then the waiter was delivering food to their table and the conversation cut off. He was barely interested in food now, but the two of them nibbled at their orders in silence for a little while. Eventually, Del took his daughter’s hand and brought it under the table, placing it over the bulge of his rigid cock. She gasped in surprise, but her hand quickly formed over the shape of her father’s bulge and started rubbing him lightly.
“And you got thinking we could have that kind of relationship?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, barely more than a whisper.
Del’s cock was throbbing with excitement. He slipped his hand between his daughter’s thick, warm thighs and felt her skin, pushing his hand up toward her pussy. As long they kept it under the table cloth, no one could tell what they were doing.
“You know that’s a crazy idea, right?” he said as he pushed his fingers under her panties to feel her damp, perfectly smooth slit.
Lauren gasped softly, squeezing her father’s cock through his pants.
“Does that mean it’s a bad idea?”
“No, baby. It’s nobody’s business but ours.”
“I can’t help it. I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too, baby. So much.”
He slipped his finger into his daughter’s wet hole, fingering her as deeply as he could under the table. Lauren chewed on her bottom lip while he patiently fingered her until she uttered a muffled gasp and her pussy clenched at his finger with her climax.