***
The Uber pulled up in front of an apartment complex that was very familiar to Luke. He and his wife, Amanda, always visited the place four or five times a month. His wife always misses her daughter, who is his stepdaughter, since the two never separated until Charity left for college. Now, she is in her third year and would be graduating soon. He was so proud of her and what she chose to pursue. He remembered himself almost crying when she told him she'll be getting the program he had always wanted as a child but didn't got the chance to study, since his father forced him to take over their family business. So his heart swelled when she decided to make his dreams come true in his behalf, as a sign of showing him gratitude for saving both her and her mother's lives.
Luke never really had a close relationship with Charity. In fact, they only get along whenever Amanda was around. They never really had a father-daughter time together. And his wife always tries to convince him to spend time with their daughter, to which he always refused since Charity doesn't really call him father or dad like she would whenever she'd mention her biological father. He adored her, always did, and he had done everything to win her heart, but it seems like Charity is never ready to replace her real father with someone who was just a stranger who just happened to save them from misery, gave them shelter and food. Even as he felt envious, he successfully accepted that fact at the end of the day.
Though unlike every time he visits Charity with his wife, he was alone this time since Amanda couldn't come with him and surprise their daughter for her twenty-first birthday because of her hectic schedule at work. Though she'd be with them shortly in the next two days.
At first he was reluctant to go alone but Amanda finally convinced him he could use the two days to finally get closer to their daughter. After all, she's all grown up now and would possibly finally accept him in her heart as her father. That made him warm inside. It melted his heart. He always wanted to build a family of his own after all his friends already had, but he never had the gift to produce offsprings since he had a medical condition. So he treated Charity as one of his own. She and Amanda were his family.
After getting off the car, he took a deep breath before he walked towards the entrance. He was greeted with the landlady at the desk who knew him very well. Both him and Amanda always called Charity and inform her when they'd arrive, as well as the landlady, but this time, they only informed the latter and instructed her not to tell Charity as they plan to surprise her. So with a ticket for Charity's favorite cello artist in his pocket, he mounted the elevator and pressed the sixth floor, ready to have a father-daughter bonding time.
When the elevator dinged and its doors opened, he stepped out of it with a huge, excited smile on his face. He would not fuck up this one chance. He would make the best out of it and make sure she'd call him Daddy.
But that smile, together with his optimism and determination, abruptly dropped when he saw Charity making out with a boy outside her apartment. Both looked disheveled and he can clearly see how they are both so turned on. He watched the two and felt his blood boil when the boy reached down his daughter's chest and sucked on a breast, making a wet mark on her red silk robe. Both of them were too busy flirting with each other to notice him glued on his feet about two meters away from them, just watching them eating each other's faces. He was shocked at his daughter's behavior, whom he witnessed growing up as a fine, good girl.
Luke wanted to get angry, to feel his blood boil at the sight before him, but all he felt was his jeans getting tighter around his crotch, and the twitching of his member as it gets harder and harder. Goddammit he was turned on by his stepdaughter and her boyfriend making out.
It ought to feel wrong, and he ought to look away, especially when the boy grabbed Charity's breasts, but found himself grabbing his raging hard on instead, trying to chill it down as he saw his stepdaughter's erect nipple peek out from her robe. The moment was heated and the sexual tension in the air was so crisp.
Thankfully, it ended and Luke found himself walking away as the boy walked towards his direction after Charity closed the door as they bid goodbye. Luke waited for the elevator doors to close after the boy, before walking to Charity's apartment and waited for a minute before he knocks.
But his stepdaughter might've thought her boyfriend came back, changed his mind and would like to stay and fuck her that it took her a moment to open the door. So when she did, her red silk robe was widely opened, showing off her firm, luscious tits with pinkish aerolas. Both of them stared each other with shocked expression and together transformed into two different expressions. Hers turned into embarrassment while his turned into lust as his eyes involuntarily drift downwards, traveling from her enticing breasts to the curves of her waist through her smooth skin and finally to her barely exposed pussy which left him only wanting to see it fully. Especially since he could tell it was clean-shaven.
And he liked his pussies clean and soft.
He openly grabbed his rock hard cock, restrained by his tight jeans, and cleared his throat. This caused Charity to follow his actions. She blushed like a virgin and without a word, turned away from him, leaving the door open as she went to her room.
*
It was already almost two hours since Charity locked herself in her room. Luke already unpacked in one of the guestrooms and settled in the living room, watching an old hollywood movie that he hoped would take his mind off what happened earlier. He admits he jacked off in the bathroom of his room after what happened two hours earlier. But instead of feeling guilty and disgusted at himself, he felt desire that he never felt before. Even for his wife who was the hottest woman he had ever laid his eyes on.
There was just something about Charity that makes him go crazy. She is the taboo he wants to experience with his hands and tongue. With all the curves in the right places, her peach-shaped ass. He just wanted to grab her hair as he fucks her in different positions while she cries his name, begging and lost in the sensation.
Though despite the strong feeling of forbidden lust, his remaining rational thought gripped his dick and snapped him out of the fantasy. He knocked on her bedroom door.
"Y-yes?" Charity called out, her voice startled. Luke can tell she was really nervous.
His thoughts changed completely and remembered that this was his stepdaughter, the girl who was his family, the girl whom he treated as his own... and not some slut.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
He heard a shuffle inside and the lock clicked opened. It was his signal to turn the knob and peek inside.
It was a huge mistake of course since he saw her retreating back. Ignoring Charity's firm ass bounce as her hips swayed when she walked towards her bed and sat down, he finally stepped inside the room, shutting the door close behind him.
Charity turned her head towards him and they looked at each other momentarily and break eye contact as he cleared his throat. Ignore the exposed skin Luke, he chanted in his head as he returned his eyes to her captivating blue ones. Dammit!
"Charity," he started, "I-I- let's just forget what happened earlier. I don't want to make things go awkward between us."
But it just made the tension in the air grow heavier and Luke could feel Charity's embarrassment starting to eat her up.
"Look, I didn't see anything, okay?" He said, trying to ease her feelings. She just looked away.
He sighed, "Come on, let's get dinner. I brought us tickets to your favorite cello artist's show. Let's have some bonding time, okay? And make this a memorable father-daughter bonding time. As soon as I arrived at your apartment, we went to dinner immediately, how's that?" He desperately said with a smile all fathers wear as they comfort their daughters.
A moment of silence reigned between them. Charity slowly, finally, lifted her eyes to meet his and said, "But I don't want to," in a low voice.
He was confused for a little bit and then his heart fell. "Oh, okay. I understand. I'll just.. I'll just leave—"
But before he could finish his sentence, he saw her shake her head. "No. I meant I don't want to forget it. I don't want it to be just nothing, Luke. The way your eyes hungrily reveled on my body and how there was a huge bulge in your pants, it was nothing for me. It was for me. I don't want to forget the thing I always fantasized for, for years."
This shocked Luke. Is this really the innocent and shy Charity he watched grew up? It was not only his eyes that grew big, but also his cock as it registered to him that his stepdaughter had been lusting for him for years!
