I woke up to someone bouncing painfully onto my legs and feet.
"Get up, sleepy head! It's snowing outside!" said a sweet cheery voice.
I slowly opened my eyes as the bouncing continued. My daughter Kali was rising high above me with a huge smile on her face.
"Aren't you a bit old to be acting like this?" I ask her. " Come on, stop jumping."
"It's snowing, Daddy!" She practically sang. "You know what that means, right?"
"Oh shit," I said, realizing that I wasn't going to be able to get my daughter to the airport in time.
"Shoshhh, Daddy!" Kali said as she placed a small finger over my lips. "You can't curse around your daughter."
"Hey, knock it off will you," I said, swatting her hand away from my face. "Shouldn't you have your clothes on and be ready to go?"
She was wearing a small pink tank top and I couldn't help but notice she didn't have a bra on since her perky nipples were pressing the fabric outwards. She was wearing only her panties that hugged her folds and long gray knit socks that went over her knees. Her beauty always astonished me and she was only getting prettier everyday. Things were easier for me before she filled out. Now, being her father I had to be a little more careful around her.
"No, sir!" She said in a fake military voice. "There's no way we can make the flight. The highways are closed. It's the worst storm in a decade."
"You sound pretty excited."
"I am!" She blurted out with a smile. "Now we can spend even longer together."
The last several years I really hadn't seen much of my daughter. My wife and I split up since she caught me cheating on her. The two of them moved across the country, my ex remarried and had two new kids, and I get about a week with my daughter per year. Now that Kali was over 18 years old, at least I could see her more.
The truth is that the final affair that broke the haystack was one of many and my wife had learned of only one before. You could say I have a sex addiction since I clearly have been finding new partners on about a weekly basis. My current partner Sierra and I have an understanding. She lets me fool around as much as I want, and likewise, I let her. My life revolves around the chase and the thrill of sex.
The last week with my teen daughter was tough. I saw Sierra only once and the sex was short lived. I was hoping my feelings for my daughter would be different. That I wouldn't feel any sexual thoughts towards her like I do with other women, but unfortunately that just isn't the case. Every hug I give or snuggle we have while watching TV is a chance of arousal for me. I can't seem to shake the idea that this beautiful young woman is off limits. I'm not sure if my daughter has noticed my tiptoeing around hugging her too much or my arousal when she lays her head across my lap while on the couch, but she keeps on trying to break the touch barrier down.
"I guess I should count myself lucky to have this time with you. Are all the roads closed, have you checked?"
My daughter plopped down onto me. Her legs curled next to me and she dropped her arms over my chest like an exhausted dog.
"I dunno, I haven't checked. I'm just super excited for our snow weekend together!"
Her bright pink lips displayed a huge smile and her blue eyes were lit up.
"One week wasn't long enough," she sighed.
"I know. I'm glad we get to spend some more time together, too."
I grabbed my phone and sat slightly up. The covers fell down my bare chest as I propped myself on pillows to Google the conditions.
"Jeez, 6 feet of snow. Holy shit! We're not built for that here. Looks like everything's closed."
Slowly I realized what that meant.
"You know I live several miles from the store, I hope we have enough food here. I don't even think Sierra can make the drive up the hill here."
"Oh good, that means I get you all to myself," Kali said as she lay her head down on my stomach.
Her silky blonde hair fell over her face onto my stomach.
"We better call your Mom and warn her. She's not going to be very happy."
I placed a hand on her head and slowly petted her hair. Kali seemed to lightly purr like a cat while I did that. Her hand moved ever so softly to touch my own.
"This is nice," she said quietly.
"Sure is, kid. It's nice to get some quality time with you."
Kali rolled over until she laid across my lower half and propped her head up in her hands and her elbows dug lightly into my hips.
"So can we make a big breakfast!"
"Definitely!"
"Can we make banana pancakes?"
"You got it!"
"With extra blueberries and strawberries."
"We better check what's in the fridge."
"Yay! Let's go make some breakfast!"
Kali bounded up and pulled my sheets and blankets off.
"Whoa! Careful there!" I chastised.
"What! Let's go make breakfast!"
"Okay, okay, but be careful. You can't just rip my sheets off like that."
"Why not?" She asked naively.
"Because!"
"Because why?" She asked again with a smirk.
She rolled her eyes down and took a glance at my briefs.
"Afraid I might see something, I'm not supposed to?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.
I was a little shocked to say the least.
"No!, Well yes...What if I was naked?"
"Are you usually? Naked, that is, while you sleep?"
"Kali, this isn't something I'm discussing with you, my daughter..." I shook my head. "Look, men wake up differently than women."
"With boners?" She giggled.
"Yes, with boners. Blood rushes to our penises while we sleep and so it takes a minute for everything to deflate sometimes.
"Huh, does yours not work then?" Kali asked all innocent-like.
"No, my penis works just fine, thank you. Sierra finds it more than suitable. But I'm not going into that. You got lucky that things calmed down already, but I don't want you doing that. You hear me."
"Yes, Daddy. I won't pull the blankets off of you until your penis calms down," Kali said smirking. "I'm glad it still works though, maybe you'll give me a new sister at some point."
"Got damn it! Stop being a brat. Don't talk about your father's privates. And put some clothing on missy," I said roughly. "I might be your father, but you can't just prance around the house in your underwear showing yourself off like that."
I pulled her up by the arm off the bed, turned her towards the door, and gave her butt a good smack to send her off down the hall. I could see her little bubble butt jiggle with the spank. She walked slowly down the hall and I could see her hand softly rubbing her butt where a light red welt was starting to show on her pale skin.
I walked into the kitchen several minutes later to find my daughter already at the helm. She had put on a cozy looking sweater that didn't quite go below her taut stomach where I could see her belly button piercing, and she had tight gray yoga pants on that seemed to dive endlessly into her ass crack.
"Are you planning on doing some yoga later?" I asked.
"Ahuh," she nodded. "But right now I'm focusing on making the perfect banana pancakes."
She wiggled her hips.
"Do you like them?"