This will be the only time that I will disclose this true story in other than a professional therapeutic setting. I have hidden this secret for too long. A licensed therapist suggests, as a healing tool, that I reveal my account of the incestuous affair that I engaged in with my daughter. I have suffered with guilt, disgust, and remorse. Worst of all, I continued to experience excitement, stimulation, and celebration of the conquest years later.
My wife, Jill and I took our daughter Jenna, to the seashore as a reward to celebrate her graduation from college. Jill was, and still is, a very attractive woman. She and I met at an ice skating rink in 1971. I was a roughneck college ice hockey player and she was taking skating lessons. It was instant romance. We married two years later. Jenna, our only child, was born while Jill was still in graduate school. Jill and I share a satisfying sexual relationship, but I carry this secret to this day.
The mayhem occurred during a summer vacation in Ocean City, Maryland in 1996. I am not sure who seduced who, but irregardless; it was consensual. My memories of the events are clear. I will disclose my account from a first person perspective in the present tense.
At 23 years old, Jenna is a very attractive young woman. She is 5' 1" tall, and weighs 97 pounds. Jenna has been involved in competitive gymnastics, swimming, and dancing all her life. She is petite and athletic, sporting a toned hard body. Just like Jill, Jenna has shoulder length light brown hair, piercing dark brown eyes, and a beautiful smile. Her small stature and girlish looks are deceiving as people often believed Jenna to be high school age.
The day of our arrival in Ocean City, Maryland was overcast and unseasonably cool. It was definitely not a good day for sunbathing or swimming. The girls took off for shopping in the small boutiques. I was happy to relax at the time share condominium watching television while enjoying a non work atmosphere. What a beautiful place; two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, dinette, and living room on the oceanfront. That evening, we enjoyed a splendid seafood dinner. The extended weather forecast indicated substantial improvement for the remainder of the week.
The second day of our 5 day stay began with a telephone call bearing bad news. Jill's mother had a slip and fall accident in the bathtub. She broke her hip. Jill packed up her suitcase and we took her to Wilmington, Delaware to catch a flight to her Mothers' home town of Buffalo, New York. I suggested that we all go with, but Jill insisted that Jenna and I stay and enjoy this time together before Jenna departed for an out of state school to start her graduate work in the fall.
With Jill safely on her way, Jenna and I returned to the seashore resort area about dinner time. We had a nice meal near the inlet and an enjoyable evening on the boardwalk. At about 11:00 we returned to the time share condominium on 29th street. We made telephone contact with Jill. All was as well as could be expected in Buffalo. Jenna and I settled into an evening chat enjoying a refreshing gin and tonic on our balcony overlooking the breaking waves. The reflection of a full moon on the water was peaceful and relaxing.
Jenna, Jill, and I have always been open and candid with each other. Hanging out with Jenna is always enjoyable. She has matured into a responsible young woman. Our conversation on the balcony bounced from topic to topic. Jenna told me that she thought that the stress of meeting production deadlines for my plastic molding business was starting to show some age on my face. I reassured her that I loved the pressure, and it always feels good when a job is complete.
I asked Jenna what was to come of her dating relationship with Tom now that she graduated. She told me, "Tom has more interest in watching movies than he has in a career or a family." Jenna added, "I'm not ready to settle down just yet. When Mr. Right comes along, I'll let you know." We talked a bit more as we finished our drinks. I kissed Jenna goodnight and headed for bed.
It is a shame that Jill had leave unexpectedly. Jill and I always made it a point to have sex anytime we stayed at a hotel. We didn't fulfill that ritual last night.
I awoke at 7:00 a.m. to the beaming sunshine of a new day. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and washed my face. I didn't see the age on my face that Jenna pointed out last night. In fact, I saw a vibrant 48 year old man. I nodded my head at the man in the mirror. I saw myself as healthy at 5' 11" tall and 190 lbs. I exercised a couple of times a week and tried to eat right. I'm sure that my physical stature was what initiated my contact with Jill 25 years ago. My appearance may have interested her, but my endowment made her mine. You see, I have been blessed with a penis that is significantly larger then most men.
Sleepy headed Jenna crawled out of bed at 8:45, and joined me on the balcony for coffee. It was already 83 degrees and a projected high of 94 degrees for the day was in store. The sunshine was bight and warm. I told Jenna, "Let's go get breakfast and then hang out on the beach for the day." She got ready and off we went to eat. Jenna wore a thin white cotton sun dress with her swim suit on under it. She is such a cutie.
After a nice breakfast at a local eatery, we returned to the time share condominium so I could get changed into my swimwear. When Jill packed, she forgot to put a jockstrap in the luggage. My swimsuit had a reinforced webbed crotch but I always liked to wear a jock to hold my package securely. I never advertised my endowment. Jill made it clear once she took it as hers, it was only hers. There was no time to waste going shopping for a jockstrap in a resort town. I pulled my swim trunks on, and off we went to the beach. It felt kind of cool to know I had a swinging cock that might get noticed as everyone checks out everyone at the beach.
By 11:00 the beach was crowded with bright orange and yellow rental umbrellas everywhere. There were hundreds of people moving about at the surfs edge. Some folks were swimming, and others digging in the sand. Most people were just taking a tan on their blankets. What a glorious time we had in the bright warm sunshine. Jenna and I walked a mile or so along the waters edge. I always enjoyed the time Jenna and I spent together. About 1:00, we had enough sun and were ready to get in the water to cool off.