I stood watching Heather getting ready for work. She was in the shower at the time and water was streaming over her body. She turned and saw me standing there. After rinsing off, she slid the shower door open and looked at me, an amused look on her face.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Looking at you and wondering why the hell you don't dance at the club."
She rolled her eyes but before she could say a word I jumped right in. "Hear me out dear. Remember when we went on that road trip to Maryland?" I saw her nod. "You saw that truck with the sticker, remember that?"
The trucks sticker said, "Show me your tits." I saw a small smile come over Heather's face as she remembered that night. "You flashed that trucker that night. But you didn't stop there."
She hadn't. Right after that I'd shown her I had a surprise for her. I'd pulled out her two favorite toys and handed them to her, knowing full well just how turned on she was.
"You slid your dress off then, showing that trucker everything. Then you fucked yourself for his enjoyment dear." She was smiling by then.
"So? What's your point?"
"The point is dear, you enjoyed every second of showing him your naked body." We'd pulled into a rest stop after that and Heather had buried my cock in her throat. "Tell me one thing dear. And tell the truth. If that driver had followed us into the rest stop, you'd have willingly fucked him while you sucked my cock. Am I right?"
She looked at me and nodded slowly. I had been hoping that night that the trucker would have. Heather's tight little ass was right against the window. I would have rolled that window right down and let him fuck her to his heart's content.
"So there's my point. Getting naked got you hot. You liked his eyes on you as you performed for him. So why not show off that hot body for the patrons at the club? You obviously like it."
She saw my point. She'd already taken my suggestion and dumped her bra at work. Her work t-shirt showed off those massive tits and hard nipples every night. She got great tips from horny guys who never took their eyes off those big tits when she served their drinks.
"So you like people watching you. You obviously like them looking at your body. So why not show them all that the law allows?"
She was drying off as she casually asked, "So what if I do? She glanced at me then. "What if I strip Mike? That's not going to bother you?"
"Not even. Not at all. I enjoy people watching you almost as much as you obviously do." I saw her grin. She knew that. "Remember that night we went out to eat and you were wearing that yellow top that tied in the front? What did I do that night?"
"You had me loosen it until it was barely covering my nipples." I nodded. "Exactly dear. So ask your boss about the possibility. It can't hurt."
"If I do and he says no, will you shut up about it?" I nodded. "Of course. But before you ask look around the club and imagine all those people watching you taking your clothes off."
"Mike, you make me fucking crazy." I watched as she pulled her work shirt on. "I'll do it. My boss will say no, but at least I tried, right? And that's good enough isn't it?"
I agreed it was, but I wasn't as sure as she was about her boss. As she opened the door she turned back to me. "I might just send you some fun this evening." She looked down at the bulge in my shorts and smiled. "You could use it. She's really different. I think you'll like her."
She left and I climbed in the shower to get ready for whatever she had in mind. Hanging around the house was torture when she left with something like that laid out there. It was after dark though when I heard a soft knock on my door. I answered it and was mildly surprised by who stood there. I assumed it was someone from the club, but she was no dancer.
She had dark hair and small tits that were obviously braless. I could see some really nice hard nipples in the dim light. She was wearing a shirt like Heather had for work and gave me a cocky grin. "Are you Mike?" I nodded and she told me, "I'm Abby. Heather sent me."
I invited her in wondering what the hell made this girl so special. She wasn't my type physically and as she sat down on the couch I had some questions.
"First of all, how old are you?" I saw her smile again as she told me, "I'm 19." So we were good there at least. I asked my other question then.
"So why did Heather send you?"
"We were talking one night and I let a secret slip. It really seemed to interest her, so we talked about it more and more. I have the feeling she thinks maybe you can help me out with my deepest darkest fantasy."
"So what's the secret?" She had my curiosity aroused then. I saw her smile slightly before telling me, "I have sex with my older brother."
"Really?" That fascinated me. I'd had my sister when she was 18 along with my cousin Susan. So I'd been the older brother at that point. And with Heather and I both doing her Mom, incest wasn't a stranger to me. "Tell me about it."
"Well, most of the time he wants me to suck his cock and I love to do it. I love having that forbidden cock in my mouth and swallowing his cum. But every now and then it gets really wild. He bends me over my bed and fucks me. That's the best."
I knew that well. "So what's your fantasy then?"
"My fantasy is about my Dad. He's the one I really want."
That's when I knew why Heather sent her. I had a bit of experience with Daddy daughter roleplay. It wasn'ta particular kink she had, but she'd tried it a few times with me. I smiled at my new friend and stood up telling her, "That sounds like fun to me. Come with me baby girl. Let's explore that fantasy."
