Copyright 2021 by Limnophile
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I only offer this to entertain. If at least a few people get their feelings tugged around, I consider my mission accomplished. If I can give somebody a few laughs or inspire an orgasm, that's even better.
Thanks to the editors and authors who have helped me improve my writing from 'Painfully Godawful' to 'Average'. I hope at least one of them will look at this and smile.
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When we got home from the hospital, Danni gave me a pain pill and some juice, then went in the kitchen to make dinner. I sat on the couch in my robe and moped, resting my fiberglass-entombed hands beside me. "This is SO humiliating! My kid and her wife will need to help me piss!"
Melly blushed and said, "I know how to make you feel a little better. I'll take my top off when I help you, so we'll be embarrassed together. We'll take good care of you, BIG Daddy." She kissed me on the lips and patted my groin lightly.
"But! But you're married!"
She pulled her shirt off, and I wondered at the weight of her barely-contained boobs. Her bra looked quite overworked. "It's fine, Daddy, just enjoy." The pain pill clouded my mind as she reached in my robe and played with my penis. The next thing I knew, I was squirting cum into Melly's mouth while her wife, MY DAUGHTER, watched!
The two of them kissed and whispered to each other, as I mumbled, "So sorry, Danni. I didn't mean to."
Danni said, "It's not cheating. Her pussy's mine, not her mouth. I hope it was good?"
My vision and consciousness faded as I mumbled, "So good, so, so good!"
Over the next weeks, Danni helped me in the bathroom once or twice a day when Melly was busy with something else. I did my best to behave myself but had erections about half the time. We were embarrassed, but she helped me do what needed to be done. It seemed that she liked seeing me naked and feeling my dick in her hand, but she was afraid to do anything further. I felt embarrassed and a little sick each time. I thought my kid shouldn't have to do that for me.
The two of them stood near the window each time they smoked outside, so I could see the sucking motions of their mouths. Often they would smile at me. A few times they pointed at me, talked to each other, then laughed. When I needed to use the bathroom, most of the time Melissa helped me wash or use the toilet. She wasn't embarrassed at all, and happily jerked or sucked me off two or three times daily, sometimes while Danni watched. Danni didn't seem upset and even encouraged us. I understood why after I finally got the casts off after a month and a half.
When I was finally able to EAT on my own, DRESS on my own, and PISS on my own, I reminded the girls, "One of the rules is you need to have jobs and pay rent."
Danni asked, "What if our job is giving you sex? Will you make us go to work, instead of Melissa giving you blowjobs every day? She'll even do it three or four times a day, right?"
Melly licked her lips and said, "Right! I love it!"
Danni added, "I know you're not my real father. I'm married, so you can't have my pussy, but giving you my butt can be my job, if we don't have to work. I know you won't hurt me, and I kind of like it in there."
Part of me was tempted, but the idea of doing anything sexual with her felt terribly wrong. In my mind and heart, she was my kid, even if she wasn't genetically. I grumpily replied, "Real jobs. You need to learn how to take care of yourselves. I'll give you a month. That's plenty of time. Hundreds of businesses around the city need workers; cooks, child care, delivery drivers, there are lots of things you can do."
They sighed in disappointment, then Danni said, "Fine, Daddy. But I think you'd be happier with sex."
"I'll be happy knowing that my daughter can be an adult and support herself. Start looking in the morning."
A week later, Danni gave me good news. "Daddy! We got jobs! We're going to be waitresses! We start tomorrow!"
"That's great! What hours do you work?"
"It's at a bar, 4pm to 1am, three nights a week. We get extra pay for working the late shift, too!"
"That's great!"