I woke up Saturday morning and stumbled downstairs where my wife Beth was washing her coffee cup. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down next to Beth. She'd only been home from the hospital long enough to sleep a few hours. The job was stressful, and now that Beth was a supervisor, she spent less and less time at home. Most of the time, it was just my stepdaughter Ashley and I.
Ashley and I were as close as any parent and child could hope to be. I'd been the only Daddy she'd ever known.
"Ashley? Oh my God. What have I done?" ....memories of yesterday rushed back into my brain like a freight train.
"So um Daddy, my laptop died last night and I saw yours in the living room and decided to borrow it. Imagine my surprise to find that you are a panty sissy who dreams of BIG...BLACK...COCKS?"
I attempted denying it, but she was too smart. In no time Ashley had me admitting everything. I was mortified and I was sure my life was over, or at least my marriage was. Just at that moment, this beautiful child, who was actually a woman now, showed me a level of kindness and support I didn't know was possible.
She swore an oath to keep all of my secrets, which she soon discovered included wearing her panties and making love to the dildo I found hidden in her closet. I marveled at her complete lack of inhibition which resulted in me, at her insistence and encouragement, beating my sissy cock and shooting my load everywhere. All to the delight and encouragement of my 18 year old stepdaughter, as she shamelessly masturbated in front of her Daddy.
"Sorry honey. Can you repeat that?" Sitting across from me in the kitchen, I could tell Beth was irritated. My ADHD had always been an issue, but she had no idea the level of distraction his mind was providing today!
"I'm reminding you that I won't see you for four days. After my shift I have to take the train into New York to attend the quarterly administrators conference we talked about. Remember?"
"Oh, yeah that's right honey. I do remember. Have a good time and be safe. Oh and don't let those suave New York men seduce you."
As I freshened up my coffee, I could see Beth pulling out of the driveway. Grinning, I thought "If she only knew."
I finished up my coffee and moved into the living room to watch the Patriots play. Just then, Ashley came bounding downstairs and landed in my lap and planted a big kiss on my cheek. "Hi Daddy! MUAH! Where's Mom?"
"She just left for work and then she's going to that conference thing in New York. That means it's just you and me for four days kid! What should we do?"
As I hugged her, I prayed she wouldn't mention last night and everything could just blow over. Ashley snuggled warmly, but appropriately. Ashley's my rock and can't imagine life without her. Beth on the other hand was always working and barely even aware of what was going on in Ashley's life these days.
"Well that's mostly true Daddy. Did Mom tell you that I was having a friend over tonight?"
"She did, Lydia right? I'm going to get you some pizzas and sodas, anything else that you want?"
"Um some...uh beer maybe??"
"Hmmm well I only have a six pack. I suppose if you give me your keys as soon as you get home you two can each have a couple. Just leave me a couple. I want to watch a game later"
"Ok Daddy! Muah!" she said, kissing my cheek. Ashley really is everything to me. I have a hard time telling her no.
"Well there is one more thing," she said as she dropped her chin towards her chest in a pouting fashion. "Lydia and I want to go shopping today and I don't have enough money for clothes. I don't have time for a job, what with studying all the time and getting straight A's and winning scholarships all the time, you know Daddy?" Her chin was still on her chest and she was looking up at me. She put the tip of her finger between her lips and waited.
I had to admit she was good. I already knew my goose was cooked. I handed her my American Express card.
"Have fun, but don't go overboard ok?"
"OK Daddy!"
And with that, she bounced out of the front door. She was right too. She was the perfect daughter; perfect grades, perfect behavior, everything. She's never given us a single lick of trouble, not once.
Ashley and Lydia shopped most of the day stopping only for some lunch.
"You're Daddy is so nice to give you his credit card for shopping. He's so thoughtful too."
Ashley smiled. "You have no idea."
"What do you mean?"
"Well my mother doesn't deserve him that's for sure."
"Why do you say that?"
Ashley paused contemplating just how much she could tell her.
Ashley leaned forward lowering her voice "Well for one thing, my mom says my daddy is an artist at giving head. He's apparently some kind of pussy licking Picasso."
"I've never even had an orgasm yet," Lydia said glumly.
"Are you serious? You've never flicked the bean?"
Lydia blushed. "I've tried but I think mine is broken or something."
"It is not broken! You just need someone to take you there one time so you know what it feels like."
"Your mom is so lucky that your dad likes oral sex so much."
"The truth is he had to learn how to do it because his thingy is really small. As for my mom being lucky, honestly she's a bitch that doesn't appreciate him. She acts more like his roommate than his lover,and so what if he has a little thingy? Sarah's boyfriend is huge and she says it always hurts." she said, dipping a french fry into some ketchup.
"Yeah she said everything hurts so all she can do is handjobs"
"Do you remember in our human sexuality class how they talked about fetishes and the different weird ones?"
"Yeah sure. Some guys like to be pee'd on and some girls like to be tied up. Stuff like that right?"
