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Jack took a deep cleansing breath before speaking. He had about dozens of thoughts running through his mind, some were questions, some were commands, and some might have been pleas.
"Do either of you have any regrets?" He asked Ash, his daughter, and Randy, his son. He watched their faces carefully as he spoke. He knew he could read Ash like a book, her every emotion played upon her face. Randy tended to hold things closer to the vest, and so therefore, was a bit more difficult to read.
Jack held his breath waiting for an answer. He hated to admit to himself, but he really did not have any regrets about watching his daughter, his baby girl, get herself off for him and her brother. Nor did he have any regret about cumming all over her chest when he got off. If anything, the whole morning had been an amazing frenzy of sexual activity that would eventually lead to something more, he hoped.
Ash glanced at her brother before answering. She knew she should be ashamed for what had happened, but she wasn't. She still had some of her Daddy's and brother's semen smeared on her skin. These men were the world to her since her Mother had passed away years ago.
"No Daddy, no regrets," Ash answered truthfully. She did worry slightly, but these men loved her, and now they looked at her in a whole new light, one that she was not entirely ashamed to see.
Randy had purposely waited to see what his sister said. He knew he did not have any regrets. He had secretly watched his baby sister for a few years now. Sure, she was a bit heavier than the girls he normally dated, but it was not a turn off for him. And the fact that was his sister, the one person who knew him as much as he knew himself was a huge turn-on.
"Dad, Sis, I have no regrets," Randy answered truthfully.
Jack smiled at Ash and Randy. Now that he knew how they felt, he was not entirely sure how to proceed. He had rather enjoyed getting a bit commanding, a bit rough with Ash, and not to mention, he enjoyed her sexual display.
"Good to know. Now let's get back to work. The rain has stopped," Jack replied, trying to stall for a bit of time to give everyone a chance to regroup.
Jack and Randy stood up, adjusted their clothes and stepped outside to go do some work around the farm. Ash followed suit, using a damp paper towel to wipe off any residual cum traces on her skin. She tossed on her t-shirt, not worrying about the rest of her clothes.
She went to her office; intent on doing the paperwork required that she had meant to do today before she had been so wonderfully caught. She grinned to herself; she was still in a happy state of shock.
Ash went about her work, but she had trouble focusing on her accounts. All she could think about was her Daddy and Randy. She was not sure what, if anything would happen tonight. She knew that she wanted more to happen. But how far was she willing to go?
Hours later, she glanced up at the clock to see what time it was, surprised that it was time to get supper started. She looked at her computer, realizing she had not got half the items on her list accomplished that she had wanted to. With a sigh, she shut down her computer and headed for the kitchen.
Ash fixed supper and set the table. She had just set the food out when Daddy and Randy came inside. She watched them silently as they made their way to the sink to wash their hands.
They sat down to eat, she noticed that occasionally Daddy's eyes did not quite meet her face; instead they hovered around her chest. She knew she did not put her bra back on after this morning's play time. Randy would talk to Daddy about something or other, Ash was not paying attention to the conversation, but she noticed that Randy did not take his eyes off of her either.
"What?" She finally blurted out. "Is something wrong?" She asked, as their looks in her direction made her slightly uncomfortable.
Randy grinned, "Nothing Sis, nothing at all," he said as he stared at her.
"Then why do you keep looking at me?" Ash asked, biting her lip, revealing her nervousness.
"Because I wish you were naked on the table again," he laughed as he answered her.
Ash giggled and threw her napkin at him. Daddy had smiled and chuckled a bit throughout their teasing banter, but had not said anything. She wondered what he was thinking, but dared not to ask him.
They finished supper and while Randy helped her clear the table, she noticed that both him and Daddy sat silently at the table while she loaded the dishwasher. She almost commented on it, for they usually took off to go watch the TV or whatever it was they did. Before she could comment though, Randy spoke to her, startling her.
"Hey Sis, I like the view," he said.
At that precise moment in time, she realized that she was bent over slightly, loading dishes into the dishwasher, and that her t-shirt had risen up. She did not have anything on underneath her shirt. Which meant that both Daddy and Randy had an unobstructed view of her rear end and everything else.
She would have thrown a towel at him or maybe a dish. She did enjoy their fun-loving, bantering brother and sister relationship they had. She hoped that because that part of their relationship continued on this way, that it meant even with what had happened and what might happen, they could still laugh and tease each other as they always had.
Daddy stood up then, and moved towards her. He got close, definitely in her personal space, not exactly pinning her against the counter, but he could have if he chose to do so. She could smell every scent coming off of him, his hard work and the faint trace of his after shave from this morning.
"Ash, come take a shower with me," Daddy spoke softly to her. His tone was even, but there was an almost primal hunger laced in his words.
She smiled up at him and nodded, and he took her hand. Randy stood up from the table and followed them as they moved through the house and upstairs to Daddy's room.
Daddy had remodeled the house over the years, doing projects as time permitted. His latest project had been the master bath. He had created a huge shower, easily big enough to fit two people. Ash had actually been dying to try it out, but since he had remodeled the bathroom she shared with Randy a few years ago, she did not have a good enough excuse to try it out.
Ash stepped into the bathroom behind Daddy, and knew Randy was right behind her. Daddy had turned on the lights as he stepped through the doorway, illuminating the space with a soft, but bright light.
Daddy leaned in the door of the shower, and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature of the water, and turning on the rain head shower system he had installed. He turned back to Ash and looked at her, seemingly to undress her with his eyes.
He reached down and grasped the hem of her shirt, his eyes never leaving hers, as he pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. She felt her nipples harden almost painfully.
