Tabby was alone in her room. It had been a busy time at school. This year all her assignments seemed to fall due on the same few days. But at last she had finished the task. Now she had time to chill out in her room listening to some music. Later she would meet her friends at the mall and they could do some shopping. Maybe there would be a party to go to. As she was 18 the dark haired beauty didn't have too many problems getting into some of the clubs downtown, so if there weren't any parties she could always find something to entertain herself.
Her Mom had had to go to work early that morning, only Tabby's father remained at home. Her Mom wouldn't finish work until late afternoon so if she wanted some cash and permission for a good night out she had time to act. Tabby's father never said no to his sexy young daughter, especially since she caught him masturbating with her underwear.
As the disc she was listening to finished Tabby reached out for her phone. Quickly she dialed her friend's number. The conversation was short; they would meet at the mall and work out what to do from there. Now all she had to do was get some cash and then she would be ready. It was 10.25 am, if she did it now she would be ready for this evening.
Geoff, Tabby's father, was working in his study next to the basement garage. The sound of him tapping away on his computer could be heard as Tabby approached his door. It was slightly ajar, but still she tapped it gently before stepping in.
Geoff looked up from his computer screen as the brunette entered his space. Her sweet perfume filed the room immediately.
"Hi honey, what can I do for you?" the older man asked, his eyes travelling over the beauty before him, dressed in a tight fitting short faded denim dress with five brass buttons up the front and a tight fitting light colored boob-tube. He had tried to put his sexual experience with his daughter behind him, but sometimes she looked so hot and innocent.
"Hi Dad, I just wanted to ask if it would be OK if I went out tonight with Lana?" the teenager asked.
"Where to love?" Geoff asked without taking his eyes off her slim body.
"We don't know yet, probably just the mall then back to a friends place," Tabby watched his face as it scanned her pert 34B breasts, the nipples standing hard against the soft cotton fabric.
"I guess that would be OK," Geoff replied, trying to take his mind off her gorgeous body.
"Cool, can I have some cash as well?"
"How much Tabby?" his voice changed to that of a gruff parent.
"Oh, about $50.00 should be fine," tabby smiled sweetly.
"Come on girl, what do you think I am made of money. Look here's 20 bucks," he thrust a note toward the girl.
Tabby took it with a look of disappointment. "I could always show Mom those stained panties I have hidden." She threw a seductive smile at the stunned man.
A silence descended on the small room. Geoff thought, he lent back in his chair, then got up. Tabby could see his cock visibly hard in his trousers. Slowly Geoff walked around the desk.
"Come with me," he said and walked past Tabby into the hall.
Tabby smiled again and shrugged her shoulders. She walked to the door and into the hall. Geoff was already climbing the stairs to main house. Tabby followed.
Once upstairs in the lounge Geoff walked to the armchair he usually inhabited during the evening. Beside it was his briefcase. He bent and opened it, taking his wallet from within. Slowly he counted out three ten-dollar notes. Tabby stepped forward to take them, her smile even broader.
Just as she was about to grab the cash from her stony faced father he pulled them back toward his chest. Tabby pulled up short giving him a puzzled look.
"You want this cash?" He asked and tabby nodded. "Well, this time you have to earn it. See I'm sick of you trying to blackmail me all the time. This is the third time since our little game that you have got money out of me."
She stood silently, watching him as the lecture continued.
"I can't afford to keep giving you cash all the time, it has to stop Tabby. So if you want this money you need to do something for me."
"Like what?" Tabby retorted. "I don't have to do a thing. You're just a dirty old man and I can tell Mom about you…about us any time I want."
"That's what I mean, it has to stop. Now. So from now on, you want money you have to do something for me, or else no way. You can tell Mom if you want. It would be my word against yours. As for those panties; do you really think your Mom is going to get them DNA tested or something? Who knows what a vengeful little slut like you gets up to with all those other boys you hang out with."
Tabby hung her head. He had her beat this time.
"So do you want this cash or not? If you don't well I have work to do," he started to put the money back into his wallet. Tabby watched.
"No, no I want the money," she decided. "So what chores do you want me to do?"