Graduation at last!! No more insane scholastic schedules. No more being chased by the boys. She had a good job offer right in town and she planned to work and live at home. In a stroke of blind luck, her twenty second birthday and graduation day fell on the same date. She walked off the stage with her degree clutched in her hand, down the steps directly into daddy's arms. He hugged her, lifting her off the ground as he did. She squealed and hugged him back.
Setting her down he said, "Congratulations sugar. I always had faith that you would win that diploma. You're the first one in our family to get a college education. I'm so damned proud of you!"
"No daddy, thank you for being patient with me and helping me through school. I know it's been tough on you since mom died and I can never repay you for all you've done for me."
"Nonsense! It is a parent's obligation to develop the full potential in their offspring. I had some really good material to work with."
"I'm going to the graduation party with the gang. Keep the home lights burning!" And she was off with her friends.
Doug Richards got into his car and drove slowly home. He plopped down on the sofa and fired up the TV. He found a long, boring documentary and settled in with a glass of brandy. Sleep overcame him and he snoozed fitfully on the sofa.
He was abruptly awakened by the sound of Kathy crying and the door banging shut. She didn't expect him to be in the living room. "What's wrong, honey?" Doug asked, startling her. He shut down the TV and glanced at the clock. It was only midnight. He thought she would be out much later than this.
"Oh daddy, it was awful. The guys all got drunk and were chasing us girls around. I've got pinch marks on my thighs, my nipples ache and one of those assholes put a big hickey on my neck. They tried to rape us!"
He took her into his arms and sat her on the sofa. She snuggled in next to him and laid her head on his shoulder. "Did they manage to get to you?"
"No daddy, but a couple of the other girls just gave it up and fucked them right there at the party. I don't want to ever see them again, any of them."
Doug was surprised to hear her use the 'f' word. She must be really upset. "Relax, honey, you're here with daddy now."
"I'm going to get into my pajamas and you can take a look at my wounds. They really hurt and I don't want them to get infected."
"Okay honey, I'll wait right here."
Ten minutes later Kathy appeared in the living room wearing a see through baby doll nighty. "You can see my wounds better this way," she said when her daddy gave her a questioning look. "Take a look at my legs and see if I'm bleeding."
Doug looked at her legs but saw nothing. He shrugged his shoulders at her.
"Not down there daddy. Up here on the inside of my thighs."
She opened her legs so he could get a good look at her thighs. She had some nasty welts on both thighs but the skin wasn't broken. Doug inhaled her pure female scent. He felt his cock start to rise. "You're okay honey. You'll have some bruises but the skin isn't broken. Well I'm off to bed."
"Not yet daddy. You have to inspect my nipples. They are killing me. Please daddy, please!"
"I don't think that's appropriate honey. I shouldn't be looking at your nipples."
"You have to daddy! I can't see where it hurts. My tits are in the way. Please daddy!"
"Take off your top," Doug said, knowing it was probably a mistake.