My husband and I were having problems, so I told him that I was going to spend a few days with my father while we thought things over. Back home in my old room, as I unpacked my things, a feeling of relief washed over me. I wished I could once again be a teenager living at home with no worries or cares.
In some ways I spent the weekend acting out this fantasy. Friday night I talked Daddy into ordering pizza, and I slept in late Saturday morning. That night Daddy told me I could use his car if I wanted to go hang out with my old friends. "No, thanks, Daddy," I said. "Let's have one of our special nights." When I was still living at home, a "special night" would be staying home and watching the latest movies on TV which Daddy was able to pick up on his satellite. So I went upstairs to get ready. Since I had forgotten to pack my pajamas, I stripped down to my panties and threw on one of Daddy's robes.
Everything was as used it used to be, except we were no longer eating popcorn and drinking sodas. Daddy was drinking his usual gin and tonics, and I was drinking white wine. I drank enough that I started to feel a little tipsy, so I stretched out on the couch across from him where he was sitting in his recliner in his pajama bottoms and a T-shirt. Everything was nice and cozy, just like the old days, until one of those soft-core porn movies, the kind that shows everything but actual penetration, came on. The movie was about an affair between an older man and a young woman. I happened to glance over at Daddy and was shocked to see his cock pop out of the front of his pajamas. He had the beginnings of an erection. He hurriedly pushed it back inside.
Maybe because I hadn't had any sex for a while—it's hard to make love to someone when you're always arguing with him—I was excited at seeing Daddy's nice big cock. For some odd reason I still can't explain, I loosened my robe and rearranged myself on the sofa so that if Daddy looked over at me he would get a panty shot. Even more oddly, I could feel the beginnings of my own sexual arousal, a little tingle in my pussy. After a minute or two, Daddy turned to me and said, "We can change the channel if this is too much for you, Lori." When he noticed the way I was laying on the couch, he nervously licked his lips.
"No, it's okay, Daddy," I said, "I'm a big girl now. I can watch a sexy movie. In fact, it's kinda exciting." Then pretending to be a little uncomfortable, I twisted so that my robe came even more open and one of my breasts was showing completely. Suddenly, I was teasing my own father, and the way he was staring at me was driving me crazy. I guess I was staring, too, because I couldn't take my eyes off the lump in his crotch.
"You're sure you don't mind?" he asked.
I shook my head no, and he turned back to the screen. I waited a few minutes and then said, "How about it, Daddy? Wouldn't you like to have a young girl like that? She's really pretty and has got a great body."
"Not as pretty or as sexy as my little girl," he said and turned to me. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw that my robe was now completely open and he could see both of my breasts.
