There was a lonely silence that had fallen over the house the past few days. Mary had announced to her husband Thomas and daughter Danielle that she would be gone for almost two weeks. She supposedly had an extremely important business trip which she had been making a big fuss about for days prior to her departure. Of course her husband and daughter both knew the "important business trip" was an orchestrated excuse to take a vacation with her friends. Probably another expensive trip to some spa somewhere far from her family.
It'd be one thing if she actually deserved such luxuries but this wasn't the case at all. Mary just loved pampering herself all the time because she thought herself to be that important. Often she would get into arguments with her husband because she blamed him for her losing the opportunities she had as a young woman. It was her decision and insistence for them to get married before he went to complete his training and the little time he had gotten after his training was spent attempting to bear their only child because she didn't want to be lonely when he was sent away again. So in reality she had no one to blame but herself for being so selfish and wanting to rush everything. It wasn't like Thomas had thoughts of just forgetting her while he was deployed overseas. He had truly loved Mary but her selfishness and shallow nature drove him away.
He refused to divorce her though. He knew before if he tried she would do everything in her power to keep him away from their daughter.
That didn't seem to matter much anymore lately. Danielle was eighteen now and seemed to have no interest in bonding with her father anymore. This was not entirely due to her mother bad mouthing Thomas in his absence or his being gone for a good portion of her childhood. Danielle simply seemed uninterested in her parents as most teenage girls seemed.
They barely spoke or saw each other in the past five days of Mary's absence. Danielle mainly kept herself locked up in her room and Thomas had pretty much done the same, though he would balance his time between spending time in his study and his bedroom. That evening, Danielle, finally bored of her isolation, decided to emerge from her world. She went in search of her father to ask if he had any interest in going out to eat. She first looked in the living room and then checked the kitchen hoping she didn't have to venture into the restricted areas of the house. With no luck finding him there she walked back upstairs and headed first for his study.
She had forgotten she hadn't bothered to dress more appropriately since she had been in her room for a while so all she was wearing was a pair of light pink short shorts and a white midriff top that was dancing on the border of being a bra and a shirt. The white top was tight around her large breasts and exposed quite a bit of cleavage. It was a bit surprising for the slender and petite teenager to have a pair of magnificent breasts; 36D to be exact. Danielle never put any real thought into it, but she far surpassed her mother in looks overall.
Standing outside the door to the study, Danielle took a moment before knocking on the door. She prayed her father was in there because the next place she could think to look was his bedroom and that seemed a bit awkward. Danielle was most certainly not a shy or naïve girl, but despite her stubborn and sometimes devious attitude she still held an air of innocence about her which, paired with her voluptuous looks, made her that much more desirable. She attempted to knock on the door again but still she got no answer. She turned the door knob slowly and cracked the door open enough to be able to peek inside. Her father was indeed inside the room but his attention was fully captured by the images on his laptop screen. Danielle snuck in, still going unnoticed by Thomas, and silently tip toed her way over until she was standing behind her father but still at a safe distance.
Her eyes opened slightly wide when she caught sight of the video playing on the screen. "He's in here watching porn? Great," she thought to herself. Her eyes wandered a little lower and she caught sight of something that made her heart skip a beat. In his hands he held his now erect thirteen inch penis. She bit her lower lip a little not knowing what to do or even what to think. Should she just turn away and try to sneak out of the room before she was caught?
Somewhere in her mind she knew she shouldn't be there. But for some odd reason, this sight began to stir up some strange feelings inside her. At first she couldn't tell what it was. She felt a bit lost and confused. While in her daze, she failed to notice her father had turned and spotted her there behind him. He was in shock for a moment so he didn't really think to try and hide his exposed cock from his daughter, who was standing there just staring.
As he watched her just stand there frozen he began to take notice of what she was wearing. The shorts which exposed mostly all her long, slender legs and the top which wrapped tightly around her chest and accentuated her lovely breasts. The sight of his gorgeous daughter standing before him made his cock harden and throb. This alone was doing more for him than the videos he had been watching for a while to try and get off.
