Note: This is the third part in the Amusement Park Adventures series. If you haven't read the first two parts, you may want to prior to reading this one. For those of you who have been following Nick and Sarah's adventure, I hope you enjoy this installment!
Chapter Nine: "The Bathroom"
The cool air in the hotel was a refreshing change from the heat of the late afternoon sun in the park. Sarah shivered slightly with the change in temperature, causing her nipples to harden into stiff points that poked through her still damp shirt from the water rides they had ventured onto prior to leaving the park.
Nick noted the hard nipples of his daughter through her t-shirt and couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement course through his body. He quickly admonished himself.
Apparently the desk clerk, "BOB", as he wryly noted from the name tag, had observed them as well and was ogling his daughter appreciatively. Sarah had smiled back at the clerk and a flutter of flirtatious glances and smiles passed between the two.
Nick caught the exchange and felt a surge of anger. He felt belligerent at the clerk for staring and even angrier at his daughter for flirting back. He cleared his throat abruptly and his eyes flashed as they made contact with the clerk's eyes, who in turn blushed and returned his full attention to checking his patrons in.
Nick tried to understand why feelings of anger had just come over him. He asked himself, "Would a normal father be upset if a good-looking young man flirted with his daughter? He was after all, about her age. Didn't she have the right to be attracted to someone her own age? It wasn't like he could keep her to himself forever."
Nick continued his contemplation in the elevator as they were ascending to their room. He tried to reconcile with himself. He was only feeling protective of his baby. He was just starting to realize that she was no longer a baby. She would be leaving him one of these days. That thought tore at his heart strings. Then the more lascivious thoughts of her sleeping with another man entered his mind.
Someone else would be enjoying her body. Running his fingers through her hair; kissing those luscious lips and those incredible breasts with the huge, hard nipples; smelling her; rubbing his cock against her swollen pussy lips before slipping inside her tight, wet twat.
God, he was driving himself crazy! He really was a sick man. Fathers shouldn't think about their daughters this way. He sighed in irritation and pushed at the elevator button repeatedly, as if to make the elevator move faster.
When they finally reached their floor, and had entered the room, Sarah sighed happily as she saw what would be their home for the next few days for the first time. She threw her bags on the floor and tore through the room like a child would on Christmas, examining every crevice.
"It's perfect!" Sarah exclaimed. Her father grunted. He was acting irritable and cranky. She chose to ignore him and decided instead to concentrate on checking out the room.
It was just as she had hoped. With the exception of course for the double beds in the room. But, aside from that, the room was spacious and almost luxurious. She bounced on a bed and noted it was both firm and plush –the mattress thick and cushiony. There was a couch, a couple of overstuffed arm chairs, a mini bar and large flat screen TV. And the view!
She sighed and clapped her hands together as she ran to open the sliding doors that led to an outdoor patio. It was spectacular. The veranda had chairs and potted plants and overlooked the city and beach. The sun was still in the sky, but she could see the city lights beginning to sparkle. She stood outside a few minutes, breathing in the salty air and feeling the wind blow her hair, whipping her pony tail against her cheek.
Sarah wandered into the bathroom as her father checked his work messages. She stopped in the doorway and took in the expanse of the room with awe. It was a large room with an inviting Jacuzzi tub. The lip of the tub was certainly large enough for a person to sit. Or lie back against. Perhaps even two people, she thought wickedly.
At least if one of them were leaning back, there certainly would be enough room for someone....her father...to be ...hmmm...let's see...kneeling in front of her between her legs suckling on her swollen clit; standing in front of her as she lie back as his thick cock slid into her tight wet hole or even perhaps fucking her from behind as she leaned against the wall with her legs spread apart, her breasts swaying with every thrust into her slick pussy. She sighed deeply, and murmured her approval, lost in her fantasies.
"Hmmm? Nick prompted his daughter. "What's that?"
Sarah's internal reverie was broken. She turned to look at her father, who had come to see what she was admiring. "Look, Daddy," Sarah said as she walked into the room. "Isn't this a gorgeous bathroom?" She walked into the room, and perched herself on the edge of the tub. The tiles, a shade darker than the cream colored walls, felt cool against the warm skin of the backs of her thighs. She leaned back, extended one leg so that it was stretched out in front of her, while her other leg was slightly bent and resting on the other side of the tub. She looked at her father intently. "It's so big and roomy," she said. "Perfect for a bubble bath, don't you think?"
Nick looked at his daughter with her spread shapely legs. Her eyes had half closed and she had one hand resting on her taut lower belly, the fingers just slightly grazing the top part of her mound as her other hand had come to rest on her breast bone, pulling the fabric of her t-shirt down, accentuating her full breasts. He could see the creamy softness of her inner thighs, now exposed by the shorts that had ridden higher than they had been all day.
A vision popped into his mind of his daughter lying there naked with her pussy spread open for his full view. He would love to be between those legs sucking on her clit, smelling her intoxicating scent again. His cock stiffened at the memory of the smell of her wet pussy on his fingers.
She was at the perfect height for him to walk over, release his now painfully restrained cock and watch her suck him until he came all over those plump breasts, he thought. How he would love to taste himself on her sweet smelling skin as he cleaned her off with his tongue. He wondered what her pussy looked like. Would the hair there be the same shade as her blonde mane, or a shade or two darker? Did she even have hair there? He decided he didn't care. Either way it would turn him on to see it. Hell, he was turned on now and couldn't see it!
"It's so big," Sarah repeated. She had opened her eyes and was staring straight at him, looking at the bulge that had emerged in his jeans.
