Taken By Her Daddy!
By Sharon Dick
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TAKEN BY HER DADDY!
By Sharon Dick
My relationship with my dad, before
I moved back home was practically nonexistent. Sure he was there
during my growing years, but I was shuffled between homes and states.
I never really got to know him.
The last year though, our friendly
dynamic changed. My granny passed and left the big farm house to the
family. It was close to the college I wanted to attend, so I moved
in. Now we share more than just a wall between our bedrooms.
His hard physique really piqued my
curiosity radar the day my car wouldn’t start. It was a bummer,
because I was running late and needed to get to a class. He was in
the behind the house, chopping firewood. His flexing muscles swinging
the ax had my panties dripping.
“Hey daddy,” I cooed, stepping
up to him. He wiped the sweat off his brow. The hot sun beat down on
his bare hairy chest. I was at a loss for words.
“Why haven’t you left? Don’t
you have a class?”
“Right.” I thumbed over my
shoulder. “It’s my car,” I said, batting my eyelashes. “Could
you give me a ride?” I was tempted to ditch the boring class all
together and go in the house to finger off a climax.
“Sure thing, sweetie.” He
kissed my cheek on the way in to the house to grab. his keys.
Damn he smelt good. My dad was all
man. He smelled like hard work, confidence and a big balls. I loved
living with him. He put every other guy my age to shame.
I squirmed in the front seat of his
pickup all the way. If at anytime I exuded fuck me, it was to my dad
in the truck that day. After class when I walked out the Psych
building, he was in the parking lot, leaning up against the passenger
side of his truck. “Lindsay, over here.” He waved me over.
“You didn’t wait out here this
whole time. Did you?”
“Nah.” He opened the door and
waited for me to settle in the seat before shutting it. I’d never
had a guy open a door for me on a date. It was nice. He ran around
the front and hopped in. “I ran to the bar to grab a beer.”
“Okay—but it’s only eleven
“Beer’s good any time of the
day.” He patted my knee, giving it a good squeeze. “This is
nice,” he said, gazing over in my direction.
Sure I was attracted as hell to my
dad, but I wasn’t serious about him coming on to me. I was a
virgin. All I’d ever done was have a guy eat me out and then run
out the door. I was not ready for sex.
“Can you drop me off at Dom’s?”
I asked. She just lived next door. She was more experienced. Talking
to her would help me sort out my feelings for dad. “I’ll walk
home from there.”
“No problem, Lindsay. Anything
for my sweetie,” he said, starting up the truck.
Dad did have a nice smile. I saw
what women saw in him. Including my mom. Too bad she didn’t
At Dom’s, dad parked in her
driveway. “Thanks, for everything.” It got weird in the car. The
sexual tension was thick like he knew I was going to talk about
screwing him. I reached over to give him a hug and he puckered up and
kissed me. His lips barely grazed the air behind my ear, I turned so
“I’ll see you at home.” I
frantically unlocked the automatic door locks over and over,
stumbling to get out. “Later.”