“Dinner,” I replied.
She did. We sat down and ate. Conversation was sparse. I’m not sure any of us knew what to say.
Then Katie kicked it up a notch.
“Wow, you guys seem to fuck a lot,” she observed.
We looked at her, then at each other. I couldn’t help myself. I laughed. What the hell, I figured.
“Four times in two days,” I bragged. “Who would have thought at this age sex would be so good?”
Dave kinda sat there opened mouthed.
“Wow dad,” she went on. “Some stud.”
“Fuck yes,” I responded. “Does it bother you?”
“No, I’m kind of jealous,” she responded.
“Well, I’m sure if you wanted it, you could get some,” I quipped.
“Probably,” she replied, “but you gotta get to know someone before it’s any good. I hate condoms, I love cum but I don’t know anyone well enough to go without, and I really haven’t met anyone it’s worth getting to know that well. Besides, you want to know that you REALLY turn them on.”
She emphasized ‘really.’
“And,” she continued, and here was the real shocker, “listening to you two has set my expectations up a notch in that direction. It’s actually kind of hot.”
“Hot?” I repeated.
“Yeah, I don’t know, kinda dirty hot. I mean,” she looked at Dave. “Besides, What girls first crush isn’t her father?”
Dave was obviously uncomfortable, “Ummmm… I don’t think…”
She stood up and bent over and kissed her dad. Interrupting him. She actually gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
“It’s ok daddy,” she laughed. “I’m hot, I can’t blame you.”
I let it go. Truthfully, I was getting turned on, turned on and a little uncomfortable with how much the conversation turned me on. I wondered how Dave felt.
She left the room.
“She watched us fuck,” I said to Dave.
“So you said.” He replied.
“She was home and watching us. The door was slightly open. She just stood there and watched.,” I went on.
“Ok.. ummm..,” he stammered. I’m not sure he knew what to say.
I stood up, sat on his lap on the chair, and whispered, “it’s ok, it was kind of hot.”
“Does she know you saw her?” he still sounded concerned.
“Yes, she knows I saw her,” I told him.
He looked thoughtful. I went on.
“I think she was turned on by it. I admit, being watched turned me on.”
I kissed him. I could feel his cock starting to get hard. I ground against it.
“Again?” I teased. “Is it me, or our uninhibited daughter that is turning you on?”
“Yes,” he replied.
I took his hand and we headed to our room.
The week was uneventful. The most interesting thing was what we wore around the house. In response to her string bikini panties, I switched to string bikini. One day she outdid me and let her dad see her in a thong while she was dressing to go out.
During sex she’d often come up. Ok, I’ll be honest, I often brought her up. Don’t get me wrong. Dave didn’t complain, but it was me who’d bring her up and add her to the bedroom.
I was never quiet. In retrospect I probably got louder when being fucked and talking about her. There was something so wrong about it that it was turning me on. I wondered what her skin would feel like. How she’d look with David’s cock in her. I had lots of dirty thoughts and I expressed them.
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