Ron hummed as he drove back from work. The worries that had plagued him the last few days were over. He had managed to stop his step daughter from trying to seduce him anymore, although he had paid the price of an evening of illicit sex with her to secure this assurance. She had me tied down and there was nothing I could do, he justified to himself.
His wife Teri was still away on a business trip and she wouldn't be back for a few more days but he was no longer worried. He had called her up and she blissfully assumed that father and daughter were getting along well. A bit too well, he thought, remembering his stepdaughter riding his dick to orgasm the last night while he was blind folded and tied down.
Reaching home he found Toni on the couch reading a book. He frowned a bit at seeing her attire; it was the same short skirt she had worn the previous evening when she feigned sleep on the couch to reveal her clean shaven pussy. However this time she was sitting in a proper pose, her legs tucked in under her and skirt covering her thighs.
'How was your day?' he queried, hoping to rebuild a formal relationship with his stepdaughter.
"Great" she said. "I looked into the alarm system and checked the tapes for any sign of an intruder."
Ron remembered his implied threat to reveal everything to Teri that had finally gotten Toni to admit defeat. Why was she bringing it up again?
"No sign of anything" she declared. "Let me show you" clicking on the remote and Ron saw a video of the pool on the TV. It looked like his stepdaughter and him in the water and suddenly Toni shot out of the pool and ran towards the house followed by him in hot pursuit, fully naked with his erection slapping around in plain view as he chased her.
He realized with sickening clarity that Toni had smartly turned the tables on him. There was no audio in the footage so no one could hear her squeal and laughter or her dare of 'First one gets the shower!' All they would see is her running away in swimming clothes and her sick stepfather chasing her with a hard-on.
As he turned it over in his head he realized that this could not just finish his marriage, it could mean cops, courts, media, jail and being on the sex offender list.
"Like I said, no sign of anything" she said triumphantly, still maintaining her look of sweet innocence.
Ron sat on the couch in shock. He knew the game was still on and he had to play. That was the only way out. "I'm glad you checked it out and we're safe" he said in feigned appreciation.
"Let me fix you a drink. You look like you had a long day at work" she said with a look of concern as she slowly swung her legs and rested her feet on his lap. He saw her toes were freshly painted in a deep red that looked very much like Teri's nail polish. "Vodka with iced tea or whiskey on the rocks?" while her toes rubbed over his crotch slowly.
"I think I'll go for the scotch, neat." Ron replied, trying to keep the quiver out of his voice.
"One scotch neat coming up!" she said with a final squeeze of her toes on his bouncer. "And Dad, I got you a nice silk robe to thank you for helping me with swim lessons. Can you please wear it? I want to make sure it fits right and looks good. You can surprise Mom in it when she comes back."
Ron looked at himself in the mirror as he slipped on the robe in his bedroom. He wore nothing under the robe. There was no point. If you're going to get raped, might as well enjoy it, he thought. At the back of his mind a plan was forming to find the video but he knew he would have to tread lightly.
The robe was indeed quite nice and dashing, just above knee length with two pockets and a silk sash to tie it in place. However it was a size too small, and silk being smooth and slippery, it was a challenge to keep the robe closed as he walked about or sat down. All part of the plan he mused.
Toni was sitting patiently on the love seat with the scotch glass in her hand. The skirt was riding up, in fact she looked like she was sitting on her bare bottom and the skirt was bunched behind her back. The front of the skirt barely covered her modesty and her thighs were fully exposed.
She looked approvingly at Ron when he came down in the robe. By the time he reached the couch it was already parted far enough to barely overlap, and when he sat down next to her his dick was already dangling out.