Dawn yawned and rolled over, tucking a few stray strands of auburn hair behind her ear and pulling it all away from her neck. The sun was warm on her naked back and curvy ass as she laid her head on her arms and closed her eyes again. She had to admit, sunbathing was one of her favorite winter past times. Sure, it was cold out, but that made the sun feel all the better on her bare flesh. The cold made her ache, too, her bare nipples as hard as diamonds against the lawn chair. By the time she was ready to see her boyfriend later she'd be ready for some serious warming up.
She smiled at the thought and checked the time on her cell phone before closing her eyes again. Another 20 minutes and it would be time to go in and shower. She was glad she had found a way to get her father out of the house for a little while, ever since her mother had gone to visit her sister in California he'd been moping around the house like a lost puppy- and when he was moping around the house she couldn't sunbathe properly.
When her phone cut through her quiet thoughts Dawn found herself pouting, but she flipped it open without opening her eyes.
"Hello?"
"Dawn, honey, where are you?" Dawn sat up as she realized it was her father on the phone, and she grabbed for the towel laying on the ground beside her.
"I'm at home, just watching television Daddy, why?" She looked over her shoulder into the kitchen and was relieved to find that she didn't see him in the door. She realized that it could have been bad if he had been there. There was no solid fence surrounding their yard and the neighbors on any side of them could have seen her had they been looking- of course that was part of what she liked so much about sun bathing when no one was home. She never knew who might walk out into their back yard and get a look at her curvaceous 5'4" body laying naked on a lawn chair.
"No you aren't, there's nobody in the living room." Suddenly Dawn's heart was racing and she stood up, spinning to see her father filling one side of the glass sliding door that had a moment ago been empty. He still held his cell phone to his ear as he stared at her through the door, and she found herself clutching the towel she had grabbed for dear life. Even so, it wasn't an overly large towel and she knew it came up short on her legs and low on her breasts.
"Daddy!" She flipped her phone closed and stood like a deer in headlights as he opened the door, laying his phone on the counter nearby. "I was just . . ."
"Putting yourself on show for the entire neighborhood?" His tone was harsh and it wasn't hard to tell that he was angry as he crossed his arms over his chest. for a man in his late forties her father was in good shape. He worked out at the gym 4 or 5 times a week and he was aging well. His hair was still mostly dark, only a little salt and pepper creeping in at the edges, and his blue eyes were still as stern when he was angry as they had been when she was five.
"There's nobody out here in the middle of the day!" She was turning bright red, and she really just wanted to run past him to her room, but his broad frame took up almost the entire doorway and it was obvious that he wasn't in any mood to move just yet.
"I'm here, aren't I?"
"You weren't supposed to be!" She shifted under his gaze and tried to pull the towel up higher without showing too much thigh. Suddenly she felt very uncomfortable.
"How often do you do this, Dawn?" He was moving towards her now, his arms coming uncrossed, and she became aware of the fact that there was something else in his eyes, and they weren't staying on her face. She turned a brighter red she she realized his eyes were on her cleavage and steadily moving down.
"I- I've never done it before." She lied, and she lied badly. The closer he came and the more he looked at her the more nervous she became, and the cold was beginning to get to her now that she wasn't relaxed anymore. She started to move towards the door now that he wasn't blocking it, but she felt his hand wrap around her upper arm, stopping her. His grip was firm, he wasn't going to let her go anywhere. "Please, Daddy, let me go inside."
"No." He was looking at the back of her body now, his eyes, she could only guess, on her ass. She felt him moving, and she was surprised when he lifted her towel up above her ass and, quicker than she could have expected, smacked it. She cried out, trying to pull away from him, spinning in his grip as her ass began to sting. He was looking down at her as she turned, his eyes angry and lusty.
"You can't-!" She was cut off when he jerked her close to his body then spun her around bending her over a small table that was set beside the lawn chair. His hand moved from her arm to the back of her neck as she cried out in surprise and embarrassment, and quite a bit of indignation.
"I can. I've always spanked you when you misbehaved before, and I don't see any reason not to now. Just because you are 19 doesn't mean you are too old to be punished." His hand came down on her ass again and Dawn cried out, her towel falling away from her body as she grabbed at the table to brace herself, and she found herself naked in front of her father.