“We will be. We’ll be together all the time. Soon.” He replied, before showering her face in kisses.
They’d talked about this before. Their future. Both of them knew they were in an incredibly complicated place. What they would do next had begun to obsess both of them. When this all began, when he first slipped into his daughter’s bedroom and they made love for the first time, Ray had viewed everything with a sense of incredulity and shock. It was all so insane. Events had moved at such a pace, he couldn’t really take a firm grasp of what was going on.
But at some point, the weight and seriousness of what they were doing had begun to break through. He hadn’t been lying when he said his wife had given him permission to fool around. But he had never overly exploited the situation. Ray fucked other women, often young women, but he didn’t really carry on affairs. He enjoyed one night stands, or similar short-term relationships, but never anything more than that. He might occasionally take advantage of opportunities presented to him at work – although that was rather frowned upon now in the age of MeToo – and every so often he would employ the services of a professional.
Now, he was having a proper, full-blown affair, with his own daughter, for Christ’s sake. And, God help him, she had turned his world upside down. He did love her more than his wife. He always had. But now he loved her as a woman, as a partner, not just as his offspring. The gravity of it all was beginning to take its toll.
“We should move to Rhode Island.” She said, wiping her snotty nose on the sleeve of his jacket.
“What?” He said, looking down at her.
“Rhode Island. Or New Jersey. We’d be okay there.”
“Really, how so?”
“Well, I did some research on Wikipedia. Apparently they’re the only two states in the Union where consensual incest amongst adults is legal.”
“Wow, who’d a thunk it?” He chuckled.
“Or there’s western Europe. It’s legal in France. And I think the UK has just changed the law. We couldn’t get married. That is illegal. But we could be together…we could have a baby.”
“Would you like that? Having Daddy’s baby?” He asked, his voice thick with urgent desire.
“Yes.” She whispered, a sexy smile forming on her face.
Suddenly the mood had changed again, the atmosphere once more erotically charged, and Ray’s cock began to thicken.
“Your belly growing, your skin tightening, your breasts swelling?”
Ray nudged her legs apart and reached down between them, cupping her pussy in his hand. Then he slipped a couple of fingers inside. She gasped as he did so.
This was another one of their little indulgences, their little fantasies. This was by no means the first time they had talked about having a baby together. What they were doing was already pretty outrageous, but the idea of taking the next step, conceiving a child together, was outrageousness on a whole different level. It was Kim who raised the subject first, right in the middle of a particularly energetic bout of daddy-daughter fucking, and it had spurred them both on to new heights of excitement. She had said it was just a joke, an extravagant example of in-the-heat bravado, but they both knew the truth. The idea excited them. It had then. It did now.
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