The alarm began softly, increasing in volume every couple of seconds until Mike's hand reached over to the nightstand and slid his finger across the phone, silencing it, and for a few seconds bathing the room in the blue backlight of his phone's display. A short state of confusion as he noticed the strange surroundings of his step-daughter's room until his mind settled in and he smiled as his hand slid over and touched her slim and softly breathing form beside him. Mike lay quietly in the dark for a few moments feeling the rise and fall of her body as she slept soundly beside him.
He thought about the events of yesterday. Events? Could you really call having sex with your eighteen-year-old step-daughter events? Well, for now that would have to do because his mind was swirling and there were a lot of more pressing things to be concerned with than what to call it. He slipped quietly out of the bed and eased out of Emma's bedroom and down the hall to his own. Quietly he put on his running clothes and slipped out the back door as he did every morning. Tuesday's were light days, three to five miles, so he settled in at a medium pace and headed out into the increasing light of the morning. This was his favorite time of day, the time he could think the clearest and it was often the time he was able to get a good handle on problems at work that had to be dealt with.
This morning was different though, the thought flowing through his mind was both frightening and satisfying at the same time. When he pictured her beautiful young body riding him or her adorable face sliding up and down his cock he felt a heaviness in the base of his cock as blood began easing into it. Then he'd remember that it was his wife Carol's daughter who was the source of his feelings of pleasure and a sense of unease would wash over him. He struggled to keep a steady pace or get his breathing under control and he labored more than he had in years. Eventually he decided to give in and cut the route short, only running about two miles by the time he got back to the house.
He slipped through the back door, grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and moved quietly back upstairs to his room to shower, his mind still struggling to come to grips with last night. Mike was a creature of habit if nothing else and his body went through his daily ritual as if on auto-pilot. He turned on the shower to warm and thought again that he should look at replacing the water heater while he quickly and efficiently shaved, brushed his teeth, finished the bottle of water and slipped into the steaming shower. He stood in the warm water and let it soak his hair and wash over his face, opening his pours and feeling the water mix with his sweat and run down his body.
The sound of the bathroom door opening broke his near trance-like state and he turned to see a form moving through the steamy bathroom and approaching the shower. The shower door pulled open and a naked Emma eased in beside him, smiling warmly and seductively. "Good morning Daddy" she said softly as she slipped her arms around him and rose up on her tip-toes to kiss him softly.
"Good morning baby-girl," Mike replied as their lips parted. "Did you sleep well?" All his concerns and fears had just slipped away at her touch.
Emma smiled sweetly, water splashing in her face and causing the black eye-liner that after last night had already been a mess to run down her face in streaks. "I haven't slept like that in forever Daddy. So happy and secure in your arms."
Mike smiled warmly and kissed her again, his hands sliding around her waist and pulling her into the warm water with him.
"Why didn't you wake me?" she asked, looking up at him with a subtle pouting look in her eyes. She seemed worried and in need of re-assurance, feeling many of the same fears and doubts that Mike was feeling. "I would have had breakfast ready for you when you got back," she winked "and maybe a little snack."
A warm smile and a soft kiss from Mike eased her fears and she wrapped her arms around him and held him tight, laying her face against his chest as the warm water poured over them. "I wanted you to sleep baby-girl, and I never eat until after I've had my shower." They stood together for a few moments as the water poured over them, content in each other's arms. Finally, Mike let her go and quickly washed himself and handed her the soap. "I've got to get ready for work, and you need to get ready for school young lady."
Emma's face turned into an incredibly over-dramatic pout as she whispered, "but Daddy, I thought we could play hooky and spend the day in bed together." Her hand slid down to his cock and wrapped around it, feeling it stiffen quickly. She stroked it softly and pushed Mike slowly back against the wall of the shower.
A soft gasped escaped his lips, but his hand slid down and softly held her wrist. "Sorry sweetie but you have to go to school. Last thing we need is to have to explain to your mother why you weren't there."
A bright smile came across her face and Emma giggled. "I know, but I had to give it a shot huh." She quickly reached up and kissed him on the cheek then dropped to her knees and slid his cock into her mouth. Her mouth slid down his shaft and her hand softly stroked his cock, then sliding her mouth off she looked up at her step-father sweetly and asked, "we have time for a quickie, don't we?"
Mike grinned, knowing he really didn't have a choice at this point. "Of course, baby."
With that Emma went to work. Her mouth and hands were all over Mike's cock. Sucking and stroking like a girl possessed. She took his cock deep into her throat, then pulled back and sucked the tip hard while her hands jerked his cock fast and hard. Mike had never felt anything like it, the urgency she showed, such a sudden change from the last few minutes as they held each other tenderly. It wasn't long before he started to feel his cum building and Emma, sensing the change, worked his cock even more urgently. As he started to cum she drove her mouth onto his cock and clamped her lips around the base, feeling his thick cum painting the back of her throat and struggling to swallow every drop.
She gasped and pulled back, taking in a huge breath and coughing as his cock slid out of her mouth. She looked up at him, her face nothing but streaks of eyeliner now, but her eyes were so beautiful, so loving and Mike nearly melted. A couple of breathes and Emma could speak again, and she giggled as Mike looked down at her, the look on her face one of amazement. "Well I did say a quickie didn't I Daddy."
Standing, Emma kissed Mike on the cheek. "Go get ready for work, I'll be down in a minute."
Mike stepped out of shower as Emma grabbed the soap and shampoo and quickly finished showering. Mike checked his watch and saw he was behind schedule, so he quickly dressed and as he was putting on his tie Emma came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and headed for her room. "You clean up nice old man" she said as she slipped by him and down the hall.
