Shelly climbed out of the car into the chilly night air. She shut the door as softly as she could. Mark had wanted her to stay longer and the eighteen year old girl couldn't tear herself away once he started kissing her. They had made out in his car for at least an extra half-hour. "I'm going to be late anyway, so what is a little more time?" Shelly had reasoned to herself as her passion had escalated. Her new boyfriend pretty blue eyes and broad muscular shoulders, just like her father. She hadn't gone all the way with Mark, yet. Shelly knew that her cherry had been broken when she'd started her horseback riding lessons years ago, but that wasn't the point. She just didn't want to disappoint her daddy.
Mark was putting more and more pressure on her to 'go all the way' and it was becoming harder and harder to say 'no' when he was sucking her sensitive nipples and rubbing her swollen pussy through her tight jeans. Usually she ended up jerking him off and Mark seemed satisfied, but tonight he'd convinced Shelly to give him a blowjob instead of just a hand job. It wasn't as bad as she'd expected it to be. Actually, Shelly had gotten really turned on while she was going down on her boyfriend.
The boy had dropped her off about half a block from her house. Shelly didn't want to take a chance on the car engine or the shutting of a door waking her father. It was only 10:45 at night, but that was over an hour past her 9:30 p.m. curfew.
Shelly knew if she got caught again, she was in big trouble. She was going to have to be very quiet when sneaking in. A soft sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she walked to her house. No lights were on. She smoothed out her sweater over her young firm breasts, brushed back the hair from her face and ran a thumb around her lips to make sure there were no lipstick smudges. She could feel her engorged pussy lips squishing together wetly as she walked and felt like running to her room, she wanted to masturbate so badly. "Calm down you horny girl! You can get yourself off as soon as you get into bed" Shelly told herself.
"It's so unfair!" She thought bitterly as she made sure to skip over the squeaky second step on the porch. "All the other kids get to stay out later than me. It's not my fault my mom left us when I was little. My daddy is so damn overprotective." The teenager eased the key in the lock and turned the handle, making as little noise as possible. Her room was upstairs at the end of the hall. It was actually the master bedroom, but her father let her have the bigger room so he could keep tabs on when she came and went. She loved her daddy very much, but sometimes he was just too much!
Shelly closed the door and tiptoed to the stairs. Watch out for the 4th one up...it's creaky she remembered from the last time she was late. That had caused a few moments of panic when he had stirred at the noise. And then past Daddy's room and slip into mine. The girl could feel her pussy lips sliding together again as she started up the stairs. "I don't know how much longer I can wait before I let Mark shove that hard cock in me, maybe after the Senior Prom. That would be a wonderful ending to a wonderful night." She stopped suddenly in her tracks as some dogs started barking in the next yard. Her heart leapt to her throat. Frozen, she waited to see if any lights would come on from upstairs. After a few moments no lights came on and she began ascending the stairs. As the girl touched the 3rd step preparing to skip over the next, she heard a sound.
"You're late." A deep voice resonated from the darkness of the living room.
Shelly gasped and slowly turned around. In the shadows she hadn't noticed the presence. He was sitting in his big leather easy chair in the corner of the room. He still wore his Jeans, the big belt bucket sparkled in the moonlight shining through the window. His work shirt was thrown over the arm of the chair and his tanned, muscular arms were bared in his wife beater t-shirt. His construction job kept him in good shape and for a 38 year old man he still looked damn good. The teen often wondered why he never brought women home.
"But, Daddy I..."
"Did you have a good time?" he cut her off. Her father spoke slowly and softly, but she could hear in his deep voice a controlled anger. "I hope you had a good time, 'cuz you aren't getting away with disobeying me this time, Baby Girl. I'm fed up with you ignoring my rules. So I hope you had a real, real good time. It would be a shame to have brought this on yourself for no good reason."
"Daddy, it's not fair! All my friends get to stay out la..."
"Enough!" for the first time in a long time he raised his voice to her. "Get your ass over here. NOW!"
Shelly slowly slunk over to where Daddy was sitting until she was standing in front of him. He reached over to the side table and turned on the lamp. For a moment the brightness blinded her.
