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"Hi dad." It was my daughter, Gwin. "What cha doing?"
I stopped and settled back. I said, "Checking over some house revisions." I gave her the plans to take a look.
"Wow," she said. "That's a lot of changes. Are you sure you want to do all that?"
"Oh, it's not really that much. Mostly interior walls and trim except for the bath. The changes are worth it there. It'll be much bigger and nicer."
Gwin is 19, 5ft8 and nicely shaped. She was designed for bikinis. Great breasts. She finished her second year of college, online. Started when she was 16, almost 17. Wonderful grades. I put the property in a living trust so she has it free whenever. It's paid for. The changes will increase the value. She did the paperwork for the trust. She works in the legal professions and does well and just loves it. Always exciting and never gets old and flexible hours. Very convenient.
We had a discussion and I said I would buy her a house if she wanted and she opted to stay in our home. We talked about it and decided to do some renovations. Made three bedrooms into one with lots of closets and a new bath, big one.
She said she would like to have some friends over. Man friends. She wanted spaces that would be convenient for man friends. I asked how many man friends and she said just one man friend at a time. For now. She was smiling when she said that. Torturing dad.
"Gwin," I said, "I have a suggestion for the bath. Would you like a bidet?" I think I might have got her. Maybe a little blush.
"Is there room," she said.
"Lots of room. Won't even notice it. Behind a little partition on the other side of the shower," I said.
"Yes, I think that would be nice," she said. She toddled off and I got back to work.
The crew started two days later and was done in just over a week. New everything, curtains, carpet, wall paint and coverings. Plush queen bed set and small sofa and lounge sitting chairs. Walk in closets and a partitioned office area. I had all the walls highly insulated for privacy. She moved back in from the basement and got settled.
I noticed about two months ago she was getting more scantily dressed in the evenings and wearing her bed clothes at breakfast. When I say bed clothes I mean 'whoa' clothes. It was torture waiting until she was looking somewhere else so I could take a good look. Camel toes and stuffed butt cracks and nipples out to here.
The worst part was when she sat down to eat and the only thing I could see was above the waist. Poor me, having to settle for nipples and jiggling breasts. She was enjoying herself but not like she should have.
I asked her, "Gwin. Think about things and if you want to talk about it let me know what's bothering you." She looked up and nodded 'yes' but didn't open up.
About 15 minutes later she said, "Dad, I don't want to spend money on a motel or hotel bill or spend time or nights at a friend's house just to have sex."
I thought about it and said, "Gwin, how can you tell if the guy has a little bitty penis or a big dick?" There was a moment frozen in time and then she broke up hilariously. She was laughing so hard she had to leave the table, buns wiggling behind her.
She came back and said, "Dad, I've been getting you excited for the last month or two. I just do the same to them and compare them to you. Besides, mom described how big you are almost every week."
We were having fun with each other but I could see the situation. We colluded on redoing the whole end of the house for her. She said she was a virgin, kind of, but wanted to be sure she wouldn't embarrass herself the first few times. We researched vibrators and went out and bought three. She made me buy them while she waited outside.
She also made me put batteries in and show her how they worked. She generally knew but wanted to be sure. We got specific wipes for them and several lubes and other stuff. I asked her if she wet her pants while we were getting all this done and she said yes. I didn't ask to see and she didn't offer. One of them was to test herself for guys with big dicks. Of course I assumed she was thinking if she happened to get someone like me.
I was in our library watching tv one evening in my long pajamas and Gwin came in and sat in my lap. I was in my favorite lounge chair. She had on the flimsiest bra thing with exploding nipples and knit panties with very open legs, lots of room there, nice and loose. Where she sat in my lap she shouldn't have sat. I was up like a shot. One breast was on my chest and the other almost in my face.
I was up right in the bottom of her butt and she was casually shifting her hips like it was normal. She said, "I wanted to spend a little time with you to thank you very much for all you've done. It is just fabulous and I love it."
My pjs are very loose and thin from long use and she moved a leg up and over the arm of the lounge chair and got me right up through her crotch. Then she closed up again trapping me there. Then she started slowly squeezing her buns lifting her crotch up and down with me trapped there. If you ever want to thank somebody for something that's the way to do it.
She said, "A very nice young man from the country club is coming over Saturday afternoon. I don't want us to start avoiding each other or having to disappear. If I'm not ready when he gets here introduce yourself and have a visit in the library or kitchen and I think it would be nice to converse a little later on. I want him to feel welcome and not embarrassed. Think about it and keep the shotgun in the cabinet."
Smiling I said, "Yes mam." She laid a kiss on me and stuck a hand down in the side of my pants at the same time she was squeezing her buns. That poor guy coming on Saturday didn't know what he was in for.