"This is sick" I though as I stood there on the ladder, trying to figure out how to install the nanny cam inconspicuously into my daughter's bedroom. I had spent a ton of money to get the most high-tech model available in the hopes of capturing all the stuff I shouldn't be seeing while making sure the device was small enough to be hidden from view. I knew it was wrong, and yet I could not stop myself. I had tried to, for months, but my lust had finally taken over completely last weekend. My boss has a beach house and had invited us over for the weekend; when I saw my 18-year-old little girl run into the sea in her tiny bikini I was gone for good. It's not like you can blame me though, I could see my boss Doug felt the same way, the perverted old sleaze ball. Somehow I could not stand other men ogling my darling Mia, but managed to rationalize me, her own father, getting a hard on whenever I glimpsed my eyes on her. The human mind's a funny thing.
Not to say that I hadn't felt guilty about my desires for a long time. Me and Mia had always been close and I loved my daughter as a proud father only can love his only child. She was a bright and funny kid who had always been a joy to me and my wife. But when she hit 18 it seemed that she went through a delayed puberty overnight; my sweet little girl suddenly had curves most men are only privileged to see in rude magazines. Her hips swelled out accentuating her tiny waist while her breasts grew to such proportions they seemed to be spilling out of her tops no matter how demure a shirt she was wearing. Couple that with her pouty little mouth and pretty face, and no man could keep her eyes off her. Lord knows as her father I tried, but I am only a man.
A man with a frigid wife, I though bitterly while snapping myself back to the task at hand. Ann and I had gotten married young, too young. I was naïve enough to think that the devoutly Christian girl who refused to have sex with me before marriage would turn into the sex goddess of my dreams after the nuptials, but I was in for a rude awakening. While we did occasionally have sex it was clear she only did it as see saw it as her wifely duty, not because she got any enjoyment out of it. Once she got pregnant with Mia she spurned my advantages even further, calling sex a beastly act upon a holy mother. Eventually the sex stopped altogether, and I was left stroking myself to get even a bit of release. Sometimes divorce or cheating on her had crossed my mind, but as I was no prize looks wise I was too afraid to tear my family apart just to find myself single for the rest of my days. So I endured, and once we got a high speed internet connection things were a little better with the discovery of online porn.
And now I was setting up a link to get a live feed from my own daughter's bedroom. The camera was finally in place, and I stepped off the ladder. My eyes caught my reflection in the full-length mirror and as I looked myself in the eye I could see how devious and pathetic I had become. However the huge bulge tenting my pants told me I no longer cared, I was going to do this.
