My husband had to visit Europe for three months with his work; I did not like the thought of spending all that time alone so I arranged to visit my dad. I hadn't seen him since we got married some nine years ago, my name's Jessica, I'm 34. My dad - Peter is now aged 62, mom died 12 years ago, I've kept in touch by letter and telephone but living so far away visits have been difficult, we've sent each other photos over the years and dad hasn't changed very much, he was, and it looks like, he is still a very fit man, anyway when I called him he told me how much he was looking forward to seeing me again.
He met me at the airport and I was right - he had barely changed, on the drive back to his house I asked him if there was any women in his life, "Only you Jessie" he joked, "No, not really, since your mom died I kinda...well, oh I don't know, I've sort of not socialized that much, I guess I prefer my own company now" he continued, "But you are still young dad, you should get out more, have some fun, you never know you might meet someone you could care about again" "I care about you Jessie, and as for having fun I intend to, these next three months having you here with me are going to be great!"
When we arrived dad carried my bags up to my room, it was about 10 pm and I was feeling quite tired, "I think I'll take a quick shower and go to bed dad, it's been a long day" I told him, "Why not take your shower and join me for a drink before you turn in, it'll probably help you sleep" dad replied, "Yes, that sounds good" I told him, "Give me twenty minutes and I'll be down.
I finished my shower, slipped on a robe and went down to join dad, I sat on the couch, dad got me a drink and sat opposite me, what started off as a quick drink turned in to a longer session, several drinks and plenty of talk reminiscing about the 'old days' later I was starting to feel light headed, I noticed dads eyes seemed to linger on my chest area and looking down I saw the front of my robe had gaped open, I was now showing a fair amount of cleavage, when dad came over to hand me another drink I could see him looking down the front of my open robe, I sort of got a little turned on by this, then thinking about it I started to feel a little sorry for dad, I noticed his trousers were bulging - my dad had a hard on and I was the cause of it!
"Well dad, I'm off up to bed" I told him, "I'll see you in the morning" as I went to get up I stumbled, dad caught me and as he did my robe fell completely open, dad just stood there taking in the sight of my nude body, it was only for a second before I pulled the robe together and retied the belt but he must have seen everything, "Wow, those drinks have affected me more than I thought" I said, dad took hold of my arm, his other arm went around my waist to steady me.
"I'll help you upstairs" he said, as we made our way up to my room I stumbled a couple of times and once I felt dads hand innocently / intentionally cup one of my tits, only briefly but it definitely happened.
"Thanks dad, I can manage now" I told him, I gave him a kiss goodnight on the cheek and went to bed. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened, surely dad didn't have the hots for me, but then I remembered his hard on I saw - no, it couldn't be, it was probably because he hadn't had much contact with women lately, I decided that I would try my best to get him fixed up with a 'lady friend' during my stay, his hard on proved he was still sexually active, good looking, a nice guy - it shouldn't prove that difficult, I thought. As I tried to get to sleep I kept on getting these images in my mind of me and dad fucking, I felt between my legs, my pussy lips were very wet, my nipples were jutting out hard - a certain sign that I needed sex - I was not going to last out for three months that was for sure, the question was WHO! was I going to have sex with?
It was late when I woke up next morning, I put on a pair of shorts and a tight vest top and went down stairs, I couldn't find dad inside, I poured a coffee and went out to try to find him, he was cleaning out the pool, "Good morning Jessie, sleep well?"
"Morning dad, yes I did, I think the drinks helped" I joked, it was a beautiful day, very hot, not a cloud in the sky, "I think I'm going to spend today out here at the pool dad, catch up on my tan and relax" I told him, "Sounds good to me, I think I'll join you" dad replied, "Ok, you finish off out here, I'll prepare some brunch"