This is chapter 20 of a series. If you like this story, I encourage you to read earlier chapters as they can help understand characters and context. Please note that this particular chapter concerns themes of incest (among persons of adult age). If you find this to be offensive, then you should avoid it. In any case, please do provide feedback. I would be happy to hear your suggestions for how to improve it or for additional stories you would like to be developed.
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Jack Peters was enjoying the fact that his daughters had decided to spend some time with him (see Chapter 15). He had been divorced now for a few years and missed the quality time with his children. He was a successful college professor, due in large part to his unusual but quite effective methods of student discipline. However, his wife, Barbara, had left him in large part because she could no longer tolerate his unique methods of training. She suspected that he had at times crossed the line with some of his female students. Even if he hadn't, she still was not happy to learn that his methods included nudity and even sexual activity. She knew that he must be obtaining some sexual pleasure at work, at least voyeuristically, if not actually having sex with one or more of his much younger college students. In any case, she felt that he did eventually cross the line with her, attempting to apply his methods of discipline within their own marriage. She was not about to submit to spankings or public displays of nudity. They separated quite a few years ago, and she filed for divorce three years ago.
The years apart though had helped to heal the wounds. She had to admit that she did miss him. She would at times even look back fondly at some of his sexual "escapades." In addition, it had been difficult raising their three daughters on her own. Soon after he left, it became apparent to her how much she had relied on him to maintain discipline within the family. Nevertheless, she had won custody of the children, or at least he hadn't fought her in that regard. When they had separated the children stayed with her while he found a new place to live. He would often visit though. Barbara and Jack both wanted the relationship to remain strong with the girls. The girls missed their father tremendously but he acceded to Barbara's desire to have the girls stay with her. He did not try to win custody when she eventually filed for divorce. By that time all were at least in their late teens.
The three daughters, Allison, Anne, and Tricia, were now old enough to make their own choices. The oldest, Allison (20 years old), would soon be attending college herself, perhaps even at Templeton where her father taught math and geography. She had put off applying to college, being uncertain what she wanted to study, or even whether she wanted to go. Anne (age 19) still lived at home, complaining that she could not yet afford to move out, not having any regular employment. The three girls decided that it would be fun if they all stayed with their father one last time, as soon they were likely to be moving out. At least that was likely for Allison and perhaps Anne.
Mr. Peters was delighted. Each had occasionally visited him but none ever stayed long and never had the whole group stayed together. It just wasn't the same, no longer living as a family unit. He missed the morning breakfast, the evening dinner, the trips, and everything else that affirmed that they were a family.
Anne was perhaps especially happy to be visiting; at least, she had a special, secret agenda. She wanted to talk with her father about something that had become a significant source of conflict with her mother. She was finding her mother to be very old fashioned. She was thinking about getting implants.
Anne wanted her father's opinion largely because she expected that he would not object. Her dad was more sophisticated and well traveled than her mother. After all, he was a college professor. He knew how times had changed, and how many girls her age were getting implants. If father was agreeable then perhaps her mother would eventually see the light. She could, of course, simply ignore the objections of her mother.
She was old enough to make her own decisions, but she really didn't want to create a family conflict over this. Besides, she was still living with her mother. Defying her with respect to a decision such as this would make day-to-day life awkward, to say the least. And, perhaps most of all, she would need some financial help from at least one of her parents to cover the costs.
Anne approached her father one evening when they were alone. Allison and Tricia had gone shopping. Allison had promised to help Tricia buy more "grown-up" clothes, as Tricia liked to call them. Tricia was the youngest of the three and very jealous over Allison's sexy nightgowns and lingerie (see Chapter 15). She was still wearing pajamas. Allison offered to help her find something more suitable to her age, although pajamas were actually fine at any age. So, Allison agreed to help Tricia find some more sexy things to wear, and the shopping trip gave Anne the time she needed to be alone with her father.
"Daddy, can I talk to you about something?"
He put down his book. "Well, sure kitten."
"Well, um, this is a little difficult to talk about. It's a little personal."
He set the book aside to give her his full attention. "Honey, you can talk to me about anything you wish." "Don't say anything about this to Allison or Tricia. I don't want them to be poking their noses into this, although, they will find out about it eventually, at least hopefully they will."
His curiosity was getting piqued. "Cross my heart. Our secret it will be."
"Well, um, daddy, I know I was being silly the other night, but I'm serious now. I mean, I really did want your opinion about this."
Mr. Peters now had an uneasy feeling, recalling their prior discussion (see Chapter 15).
"I was thinking that perhaps it would be good for me to get breast implants." She then sat up in her chair, grinned, and proudly thrust out her chest, accenting the point of her proposal.
He did not give her the reaction she expected. "Are you serious? What on earth for?"
Anne looked quizzically at him. His question seemed to have a rather obvious answer. "Because I want them to be bigger."
"Honey, have you spoken to mother about this?"
Anne scowled. She crossed her legs and tapped her foot in the air in nervous annoyance. "Yes I have and she is completely closed-minded about it. She said no way would she support it but don't you think that is just a little old-fashioned? Lots of girls are getting implants these days and it's really not dangerous and the costs are now much lower than they." He cut her off.
"Kitten, I'm sure all of those things are true but I'm afraid that this is one time I will have to agree with your mother. And, frankly, I just don't see the need for it."
"Daddy, I didn't think you, of all people, would say no." She looked plaintively at him. "Why are you being so unfair?"
"Honey, for one thing, your breasts right now are perfectly lovely. In fact, aren't they already larger than average?" He was probably right about that.
It wasn't that Anne didn't like her breasts. She would agree that they were attractive. She did feel that they had a real nice shape, as well as a nice size. But, "I want to be a model."
Mr. Peters laughed. "Kitten, large breasts could even be a problem for a modeling career."
