Another Saturday night, and another dateless evening for me, this wasn't all that unusual. Sure I've had dates in the past, but ever since my wife passed away 18 years ago giving birth to our daughter, who I named Sara, which had been the request of my wife, she had chosen the name if it was a girl. I had been devastated when the doctor told me that there was nothing they could do. I had never really gotten over it, even to this day, she had been my high school sweetheart and we had married shortly after graduating. Shortly there after, we got the greatest news of our life, when our doctor told us that in 9 short months, we'd be the proud parents of a new beautiful new baby, if we had only known, I'm sure there would have been so many things I would have said, and because of this grief, I've been stuck in the past for all these years, and when it really hit me, it really hit me, on one occasion, I had even tried to commit suicide, and had it not been for my daughter coming home to find me passed out on the floor, with an empty bottle of sleeping pills on the floor nearby, I would have certainly died there. Luckily she had been able to get help quickly enough and they were able to bring me back from the brink of death. I spent a month in the hospital and another 2 years in therapy for my depression, it had helped at first, but I was slowly slipping back to that point again.
It's not that I had a problem finding dates, and I had been out on a few as a part of my therapy. I considered myself a good looking guy for 39 going on 40. At 5'11' and 170 lbs, I still had the trim, muscular body structure that I had kept with regular exercise and a good diet, but in my depressed state, I was slowly going to pot. I kept my dirty blonde hair cut just above my ears, and my sea blue eyes centered on my face rather nicely as I've been told by many women.
Sitting in my easy chair that night, I was content to simply drink myself into oblivion again, wallowing in my own self pity, when my daughter came into the room and dropped herself into my lap, kissing me on the cheek as she always did, and brought a smile to my usually frowning face.
"What's with the gloomy Gus look daddy?" she asked.
"Oh nothing pumpkin, just thinking"
"Its mom again isn't it? You're thinking about mom again right? Well its time that you let it go, I know you miss her and so do I, and I never even knew her, do you know what it is like to be a girl growing up without a mom? Not to mention seeing your dad unhappy" she choked out, before wrapping her arms around me and burying her head in my shoulder in tears. I couldn't help but cry myself. We cried for a good half hour, while wrapped in each others arms. It was while I had been softly stroking her hair that I noticed that she had fallen asleep in my arms. So I stood up still holding her to me, and carried her upstairs to her bed.
Laying her down in her bed, I realized that leaving her to sleep in her jeans and the sweater that she had on wouldn't be to comfortable for her, so letting my loving daddy mode kick in, I decided that those articles of clothing would have to come off, and with a talent that only fathers possess, I was able to get her sweater and jeans off of her easily. I leaned over to tuck her in, I brushed her shoulder length blonde hair out of her face, kissed her cheek and whispered "I love you princess" when her eyelids fluttered open to reveal her baby blue eyes and I heard her whisper back "I love you to daddy" before her eyes closed again and she fell back asleep, as I pulled her sheets up over her.
I stood in the doorway as I watched her sleeping form, and basked in the warmth knowing that we would for ever share a loving bond that could never be broken, as I looked on, watching as the beautiful creature that I had helped to create slept peacefully, her golden blonde hair framing her angelic face, her curvaceous body that she kept that way being on the swim team in school, as well as the long distance running team. She has very long trim legs just like her mother did, which helped her with many races. I could remember the many nights long ago, when her mother and I would be in bed together, and she would have her long, beautiful legs wrapped around my waist as we made love together, or how she used to stand on one side of the door, where I couldn't see her, and stick one nude leg out slowly where I could see it, and extend and bend it provocatively, teasing me.
I longed for that feeling again, and had to pull myself away when I realized that I was moving back towards her bed. She's your daughter I told myself, you can't be thinking of her that way, besides, she'd never want an old man like you, even if you weren't her father, you'd never have a chance. I closed her door and made my way back to my own bedroom, stripping down to my boxers, I crawled into bed and fell asleep to the thoughts of how much I missed the companionship of a women, one that I could make sweet love to like I had with Sara's mom many years ago. Teary eyed and depressed, I finally let sleep overcome my weary soul. I awoke the next morning with mixed feelings of guilt and lust, one side of me yearned for the sensual touch of a woman who I could call my lover, and that woman happened to be my very own daughter. The erotic dreams I had experienced last night were almost real, so real that for a moment I thought that they had actually happened and when I woke up my heart sank not seeing her in bed next to me, knowing that I had not carried her in my arms to my bed, where I undressed her slowly, kissing each square inch of bare flesh as it was revealed, before feasting on the delicacy of her young teenage pussy, bringing her to multiple orgasms as she screamed out "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" Her screams of ecstasy sounded so real to me, as I moved my way back up her body, before burying my rock hard shaft into her tight pussy.
Unconsciously, I had reached down and had started stroking myself when there was a knock at the door, startling me back to reality and causing me to pull my hand back from my crotch.
"Daddy, are you awake?" My daughter asked
"Yes dear, I'm awake"
"May I come in please?" She asked in the polite manor that I had raised her with.
"Just a moment" I replied, remembering the condition I was in, and adjusting myself to best hide the tent in my sheets, before giving my daughter permission to enter. As she moved towards my bed, I took notice that she must have either changed in the middle of the night into something more comfortable to sleep in, or had attempted to put something on to be a bit more modest, unfortunately, the satin gown that she wore, left very little to the imagination. Although it didn't show much cleavage, the presence of them was not left unnoticed, just like the rest of the curves along her body as the gown seemed to cling to every one of them.
As she climbed into my bed next to me, which was something that was normal between us since before she could walk, I used to bring her in after she had awaken, and she'd crawl around on the bed or just snuggle up on my chest and fall back asleep, it was in my opinion, one of our greatest bonding moments. I could tell by the look on her face that she had something on her mind, and as she cuddled up next to me, something else came to my mind. Looking down just barely, the neck of her gown was cut low enough and hung so loosely that her right breast all the way to the nipple was putting on a surprise show. The rosy red bud was erect and it was the size of a pencil eraser, I had to shake myself out of a daze when I noticed the room was silent, and I could tell Sara was waiting for a response from me to a question I didn't know.
"Well Daddy?" she asked
"Well what?"
"You haven't been listening to a word I've said have you?" she replied, making it sound more like a statement then a question.
"I'm sorry, but when you get to be my age, you start to take longer to completely wake up in the morning, perhaps you could start again for your old man, this time I promise I'll listen"
"Oh Daddy, your not old, but anyways, as I was saying, you and I don't spend enough time together, and I was thinking, since its Saturday and we both have nothing better to do today, we should do something together, maybe go shopping at the mall"
"Thank you princess" I replied as I kissed her on the top of her head "But do you really want to take the chance of being seen at the mall by one of your friends with your Dad? Wouldn't you rather go shopping with one of them instead?"
