“I’m much more than agreeable, Dad.” Jane replied with a loving smile, offering a loving hand.
62-year-old Don sat on the toilet seat watching his daughter undress. Jane undressed slowly and provocatively, flirting with her eyes and hips. She had done this many times, discovering early on and hence relishing in the power her feminine charm had over her father, causing him to smile like a mischievous young boy, seeing something he shouldn’t. In past years, with her mother only short yards away confined to bed, she had used her charms, just as now, to get her father’s consent for this or that, including marriage, assuring him he would not be forgotten.
Having stripped nude, Jane moved close to her father, standing between his parted knees. He reached to palm her buttocks, kissing her lovingly over the front of her belly, working up to her breast to suckle her nipples, alternately.
“You are a helluva woman, my dear. Getting older as only added to your ability to make me feel faint with lust for you. I love you dearly and feel very fortunate for your compassion. Your mother understood. I know, because I told her near the end.”
“Why did you never tell me this?” Jane questioned.
“I wanted to but your mother asked me not to… said it would only muddy of the waters. I told her that we never actually coupled… never would. She said she had felt selfish… selfishly concerned about me getting married again, screwing another woman. I think she actually felt better knowing… you and me… ”
“Dad…! Get undressed and join me in the shower.
As they had done so many times before, she giggled and laughed as her father scrubbed her from head to toe. Squatting, he lightly stroked with the soapy rag and lingered at her oddly peaked mound, topped with a neatly trimmed forest of blonde pubic hair, poking his nose in it. Underneath it was void for half-an-inch until it spring forth in all its glory covering her vagina.
“You are so sexy!” He exclaimed, kissing and nibbling on her buttocks, running his tongue up the crack of her ass.
“I’m getting old and fat, and you know it!” She returned.
Having finished being scrubbed, she took the washcloth from him and began to scrub him vigorously after soaping the rag. She soon arrived at his firm erection. It was not awe inspiring. It was thick enough but just a mere 4-1/2 inches long. But, it was not its size that mattered in this relationship. Nor, had it been in her. Her father, true his word, had never asked are tried to coupled with her. She loved him even more for that and now, after fucking, Joey, she felt, not wanton, but in the moment, her incestuous conscience clean, she was going to give her dad his just reward.
Arriving at his erection, Jane squatted and scrubbed the shaft, and under his balls, gently. She then took it into her mouth, sucking on it for a few long minutes, until he was groaning.
“Lets go to bed, Dad.” She said, standing.
Her back to the bed, she drew her father close to her. He was a few inches taller than she and he embraced her warmly. She snuggled long moments against his chest.