Lana had come to stay for a few days with her good friend Tabby. Unfortunately on that first day the rain had come, it was still hot but the rain spoilt the summer. The two friends were confined within the house.
At the same time Tabby's Mom had taken Tabby's three younger sisters away to their Grandmothers house 150 miles away. They were staying away for a whole week. Being 18 Tabby had commitments with a job at a local department store, so she couldn't join them. This had given the two friends an opportunity to share the weekend together. The only other occupant of the house was Tabby's 50-year-old father Geoff.
Having woken early the two girls were sitting on Lana's bed still dressed as they had slept; Tabby in a pair of pink lace panties and a light blue midriff tank top and Lana in a white lace thong and long plain white t-shirt.
They were busy reading magazines, chatting away to each other when Geoff woke. He shook his head and slid out of the big king sized bed. It took a moment to come totally conscious and then he remembered his wife was away with the girls and only tabby and her friend Lana were here.
Not bothering to find his robe he went through to the toilet of the large bedroom. Once finished there he walked out into the hall dressed only in his boxer shorts. Now the sound of rain caught his attention, followed by the giggles and murmurs coming from his eldest daughters room.
He walked on until he came to the open door and stared in. There they sat, cross-legged on Lana's bed, their eyes focused on the magazines. For a moment he revelled in the site of two beautiful, slim young girls sat there in their skimpy underwear and t- shirts. They looked so beautiful together. Geoff felt his cock start to stir, the image of these two lovely girls made his mind race. A fantasy of them naked, sucking his cock flooded his thoughts.
Just as the thought entered his mind he snapped back to reality as he remembered Tabby was his daughter. He stepped back from the door and willed his cock down. After a moment it had complied enough to allow him to step forward again.
"Hi girls," he called from the door. "Sleep well? Looks like a miserable day out there."
"Hi Dad," Tabby looked up from her magazine. "Yeah it's been pouring for ages now."
"Hi Mr Tait," Lana smiled at Geoff.
"Not summer at all. Can I get you girls some breakfast or something?"
"No, we're OK thanks Dad, we ate an hour ago."
"Oh, OK. Well I'm going to take a coffee back to bed if that's alright," he said.
"Sure," Tabby answered.
He plodded off down stairs rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Still he couldn't get the image of the two teenagers out of his head. The way their white teeth flashed when they laughed or smiled, the pert little breasts pressing against the cotton tops, their tanned skin and long slender legs. Once more he felt his cock stirring. He gave it a gentle rub as he poured a coffee.
With his shorts showing the signs of an ever-increasing erection Geoff made his coffee and climbed the stairs back to his bedroom. As he passed the open doorway of the girl's room he was careful not to face the opening.
A moment later he was putting the hot coffee down on the bedside table and slipping back into the warmth of the blankets. He took a sip from the mug and then put it down. He slipped out of the bed and walked to his dresser. Opening the third draw down he fossicked in amongst the sweaters and folded clothes before dragging a copy of
Hustler
from its hiding place.
Back in the bed he began to flick through the images of young women in provocative half dressed and nude posses. His hand dropped to his hard cock, warmly nestled in his boxers under the sheets. He began to tug on it slowly as his mind flicked over the images before him. But the more he looked at the glossy pictures on the page the more his mind wandered to the girls only a couple of doors away down the passage.
Once more the thought that one of the girls was his daughter and the other her friend relaxed his raging cock for a moment. It deflated long enough for him to contemplate these thoughts, as he took some more of the coffee.
Geoff had always had trouble with his faithfulness when it came to Debbie his wife. Occasionally he was known to have slipped away to visit a prostitute, and then there was the time with the blond German exchange student staying at one of the neighbours. He also remembered the large old brown suitcase stored in his shed, full of porno magazines and a dozen or so videos. He had been hoping to play one today, but the rain would keep the girls at home and spoil his fun.
The girls. His mind wandered back to that scene. Lana, the blond, sitting cross-legged, the baggy t-shirt falling to the bed from where it hung off her visibly stiffened nipples. Tabby, the crotch of her pink lace panties showing how well her dark bush was trimmed back. Again his cock came to life. He stoked it a couple of times.
Maybe if he took one more peek then he could return to his bed and beat himself off once and for all. The sound of laughter came from the other room, and then it died down. A soft murmuring replaced it, and then silence then a giggle and more murmuring.
Silently he slipped from his bed. Geoff's cock stood out solid as a soldier under his boxer shorts. His balls were aching. Quietly he crept out of his bedroom and down the passage to the open door. With his cock as hard as it was he couldn't risk being caught so he stayed out of sight, peeking around the doorjamb.
The girls were still on the bed. Their positions had changed a little so they were not facing so they could see the doorway. It meant that he mainly had views of their backs, even if slightly side on. Still they looked beautiful.
"Look at this pic," Tabby said, thrusting her magazine toward Lana.
"Wow, Russell Crowe, what a spunk," Lana said.
"Yeah, he can make love to me any day," Tabby laughed.
Geoff was rubbing his cock again. Feeling it get harder and fatter in his hand. The boxers were starting to feel uncomfortable so he pulled the waistband down to expose his cock and continue. It was red, the veins standing out. The girls were burbling on.
Suddenly there was silence.
"Is that you Dad?" Tabby called out. "What are you doing there?"
