Sarah was sitting in the living looking at all the things she had accumulated over the years that now needed to be moved to her new dorm room across the state when her dad walked in.
"Uncle Rick will be here in about five minutes, then we can start loading up and leave by 11:00, should put us at Southeastern by 3:00"
Sarah's dad had been quiet the last couple of days as she packed all her things. It had been just the two of them in the house for so long and now he'd be all alone. She knew he was struggling with it but would never tell her and make her worry when she was so excited to be out on her own.
Sarah's mother had left when Sarah was just a baby, heading back to her family in South Texas. Her dad had raised her ever since, making sure her needs were met while sacrificing his own desires along the way.
There was a honk in the driveway that signaled uncle Rick's arrival, and Sarah got up to open the front door.
The great thing about uncle Rick was that he loved cars and was always driving something new. This time it was King Ranch F150 with the darkest tinted windows Sarah had ever seen.
The problem with uncle Rick is that he was always looking for a deal, so he only bought used vehicles, and there was almost always something wrong with them.
"Y'all like it? Got a great deal! Only problem is the front seat is jammed all the way back and the electronic controls aren't working." Uncle Rick shouted from the driver door as he hopped out "I'll get it fixed eventually, but we should be able to make it work today."
As he hugged Sarah and made his way inside to see what needed to be loaded his attitude changed and Sarah could tell he was a little worried about fitting everything, but ever the optimist, he said nothing.
"Why does an 18 year old have so much stuff?" Rick asked his younger brother "James, I remember when we drove you to college you had one duffel bag and a backpack."
"Times are changing Rick, dorm rooms are like hotels these days, a lot different than the two twin beds and mini fridge you dropped me off in 18 years ago" James said with a smirk towards his daughter, "let's get loaded up so we can get on the road man."
It took about half an hour for the two of them to load up the truck as Sarah reminded them what was fragile and what wasn't. At the end of it all there were three boxes left and only the front and rear passenger seats were still empty. As Rick had mentioned before, the front seat was jammed all the way to the back making the rear passenger seat too small for the boxes to fit. They fit fine up on the front seat, but created a wall that didn't allow the driver to see out of the passenger side window. Coupled with the boxes in the driver side rear seat and rear middle seat, whoever was driving was surrounded by cardboard boxes and could only see to their left out the side window and forward out of the windshield. Luckily the driver was mostly a straight shot on the highway and not too much merging or turning involved until they got to campus.
"Well guys, looks like you two gotta squeeze into that last seat, sorry it's such tight quarters" Rick said when they were all done.
"Yeah, unfortunately it's gonna be a tight ride. How do you want to do this?" James asked his only child.
Sarah's father was just over 6' tall and extremely athletic. He'd been on an athletic scholarship to college when he got Sarah's mom pregnant and dropped out. He still had a full head of hair and for 36 years old he could probably still hang with the young guys in the dating game if he wanted to.
Sarah was shorter than her dad by about 7" and had a tight athletic body. Her mother was Hispanic and graced Sarah with her dark hair and tan skin. She had been a gymnast as a child, but switched to diving in high school. She'd never aspired to college sports but it kept her body looking great and the attention of the swim team on her, which she enjoyed.
"How about I sit on your lap?" Sarah said, "That'll give us the most room to spread our legs and hopefully I don't make you too uncomfortable dad."
"I guess, sounds better than being crammed in side by side." James replied "I'm ready for a nap so let's get in there and hit the road."
James jumped in the seat and Sarah could already tell it was going to be a tighter fit than she thought. Her dad's knees were almost touching the back of the front seat leaving almost no room for her. She climbed in and had to decide whether she put her legs on the outside of her dad's or the inside, she chose outside and settled in.
Being shorter than her dad, sitting on his lap put their faces at about equal height, which made it convenient enough for her to rest her head on her father's shoulder if she wanted to take a nap for a little bit of the ride.
Uncle Rick pulled out of the neighborhood, made a couple turns and they were on the highway by 10:45.
"I'm going to try and shut my eyes for a bit, want to be well rested to move all your boxes up to the third floor when we get there." James whispered in his daughters ear and then kissed her on the cheek. "I'm so proud of you and the young woman you've become."
Sarah blushed, "I love you dad, thanks for everything you've done for me." She twisted around in her fathers lap so she could give him a kiss on the cheek too, then gave him a quick peck on the lips and turned back around.
James was asleep in five minutes.
Uncle Rick's new truck had been outfitted with a set of all terrain tires, giving the truck a little bit of a rumble as they sped down the highway. It also gave a little bit of road noise which, coupled with the music on the radio, ensured Sarah couldn't hear her uncle for the life of her.
The rumble from the tires, and the way her and her father were positioned in the seat also caused another issue. As her father slept he slouched down in the seat a little, which in turn caused Sarah to slide down her dad's lap and into the front seat, at which point she'd place her left hand on the top of the boxes to her left and her right hand would grab the handle at the top of the truck's door, and she would lift herself up so her knees weren't jammed into the seat and sit back down, just a little further up on her dad.
This worked well the first couple of times until she realized that now her vagina was directly resting on her father's crotch. She also realized that the sun dress she was wearing had been riding up every time she rearranged herself, and now there was nothing but cotton panties between her crotch and her dad's gym shorts.
The thought of sitting right on top of her father's manhood sent a shiver of arousal through her body, followed closely by a wave of shame.
She decided she'd try and get some sleep too, and leaned back with her head beside her dad's to close her eyes.
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Sarah woke up and new there was an issue immediately, her underwear was soaked. Her first instinct was to immediately take off her panties and hide them so her father didn't notice once the wetness transferred to his gym shorts. She lifted her hips up and slid her panties off, rearranged a little higher on her dad, as she had again slid forward while she slept, and hid her wet underwear in the box to her left.
