Kara was twenty three. She lived in Nebraska with her father and step mother. Erica, her step mother was rude and obnoxious all the time. She told Kara's dad all the time what to do and wear, how to talk and who to talk to. Erica had been trying to hook up with a young trainer at the gym she frequented. Lately she'd spent all her time there, taking classes, working out and tanning. She'd been leaving Kara's dad, Richard home alone every night til ten or eleven. She'd even been spotted having coffee with her at a corner shop one morning around five.
Kara got home from her job as a preschool teacher around four thirty. This particular Wednesday, her dad was home, laying on the couch in a pair of lounge pants. He was drinking, a six pack of empty cans at his feet and a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass on the table in front of him. She sat in front of him on the corner of the table, demanding his attention.
"Daddy, this can't go on. You need to talk to Erica and decide if she's in or out of your marraige. You shouldn't be so depressed, you should be dressed up nice, going out to dinners and being a hot fifty year old man."
He laughed, a big, evil laugh, "Yeah, right! I can't even get my horny wife to fuck me, I'm over!"
With that, he tipped back another shot and went back to his misery.
Kara retreated to her room. After a nice long shower, she thought about her dad some more. He needed to get his groove back. She thought about hiring a stripper or a hooker. She didn't know where to begin going about that. She stood in front of her closet door, wearing only a towel. She admired her body. dropping the towel and pushing her breasts together, making the nipples hard. She lay back on her bed and spread her lips wide. She loved posing in front of the mirror. She liked feeling like a porn star! As a strict school teacher, she had to be prim and proper all the time. Her floor length closet mirrors afforded her a little sexual fun each night.
She lay on her back, hips up in the air. Her pussy spread wide and sucking a lolipop. Suddenly the door popped open and in all her naked glory, her dad walked in. Richard was shocked, seeing his innocent daughter being a naughty little slut in her room made his cock instantly hard. She didn't move to cover herself, her eyes had locked onto his growing member and she liked what she could see.
Embarrassed, he retreated, slamming the door behind him. Kara got up from the bed, not bothering to grab even a robe. She padded down the hallway to her dad's office, opening the door and entering. He sat at his desk, head down with his face buried in his arms. She walked over to his desk and leaned over, lifting his face up. His eyes wide as he realized she hadn't bothered to try to cover herself.
"What's wrong daddy? You can't be embarrassed!! You've seen me naked hundreds of times before."
"Kara Elizabeth Martolia, take your ass back to your room and put some clothes on! I may have seen you naked before, but you didn't have breasts and you weren't playing with your pussy!"
"But daddy!! I was just trying to figure out how to cheer you up!"
"That isn't the way to do it, you're my blood! I can't even fuck you if I wanted to!"
