Tiffany loved Thursday night, well the third Thursday night of the month anyway. That was the night that her mom left to have a night out with the girls. The girls consisted of her mom's sister and her dad's sister. Tiffany never went with them, preferring to spend that time with her dad.
She had always been a daddy's girl, even at 18 that hadn't changed. It was a special time for father and daughter, which meant, it was also pizza night. It had almost become routine that her dad would get tired of flipping through all of the channels and never find a thing on worth watching, so after supper they would put on a movie.
Dan sat across the table from his daughter as they ate their thin crust Meat Lover's pizza. "Is your homework done?"
"Of course," she always made sure nothing interfered with their special night together and them just being able to enjoy each other's company.
"How's the movie I picked out?"
"It's fine dad." She didn't add that it was also irrelevant. He could put on almost anything and she would enjoy it as long as they were watching it together, besides their tastes ran similar.
With supper over, father and daughter went to the living room. This was Tiffany's favorite part. Her dad would lie sideways on the sofa and she would snuggle up against him. He would put his arm around her as they watched the movie.
After watching the movie for a few minutes, Tiffany heard her dad sniffing, "Are you all right?"
"Sure. I like the way your hair smells, it reminds me of flowers."
A big smile broke out on her face. Usually she took a shower right before bed. But on their night, she purposely took a shower when she got home and used a shampoo she knew her dad liked. Tiffany always slept in an oversized football jersey and would wear that and cutoff jeans on their night. Her shirt had ridden up exposing her stomach and she could feel her dad playing with her belly button, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Missing you."
"What do you mean, I'm right here?" She knew what the problem was before she had even asked the question.
"Yeah, but not for long."
"You know, I don't have to accept that scholarship."
Dan put a stop to that, "You'll do no such thing. We had always planned on you going to college here and then you got that scholarship. Tiffy I want the best for you and I couldn't be prouder, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to miss my little girl."
Tiffany felt a tear flow down her face as he used his pet name for her. She was looking forward to college, but the first 'third Thursday' that she missed her special time with her dad was going to very hard for her and apparently for him too. "I love you."
"I love you right back."
She kept squirming as they continued to watch the movie, because her dad had kept playing with her belly button. It wasn't so much uncomfortable as just strange. "You do realize that you're tickling me?"
Dan chuckled, "Yes, I do."
He didn't stop and she had expected him to, "You aren't stopping are you?"
"Nope," Dan chuckled as his daughter fidgeted. Tiffany had always been ticklish which only made it that much more fun for him. Even though his daughter had developed into a nice looking young woman, she would always be his Tiffy.
Her dad was making her feel odd. It did tickle, but she was feeling a warmth between her legs that she shouldn't. She did the easiest thing and just grabbed his hand and held it. Unfortunately she also wrapped herself with his arm around her and wiggled back against him. Everywhere that her body was touching his was making her tingle all over.
Tiffany was having trouble thinking. Her brain couldn't grasp what was occurring between her and her dad. Her butt covered with her cutoff jeans was pressed against his front and it was making the warmth between her legs grow hotter. Why was she having these feelings for her dad? It felt strange and she moved his fingers away from her stomach, but that made his arm touch the bottom of her bra.
Dan was doing some fidgeting of his own. Her body heat was making him feel some very un-father like things. A wave of guilt rushed through him, this was his daughter! His first impulse was that they should stop what was happening. "Tiffy I think we should probably move."
Tiffany didn't know why it was happening but was reluctant for it to stop, "No, I like laying here with you."
Dan groaned. He knew that it was innocent, but her butt was creating a very inviting sensation and he felt himself getting an erection. He was ashamed of himself; his Tiffy was making him hard! Unless he wanted his daughter to see him that way he had to get her to move. He couldn't insist she move because then she would ask why and he didn't want to have to answer that question. If he didn't do something soon she would see it anyway. He went back to tickling her again in hopes that it would make her to just get up. But, even as he started to tickle her he could feel his cock starting to swell and grow.