Julie turned around and sat on her suitcase, barely able to snap it shut. "There!" she exclaimed excitedly, "all packed!" As she attempted to lift it off her bed, her father walked in. "There you are," she teased, "I sure could have used your help here." Julie struggled with the overstuffed bag. Eric grabbed it easily, standing it on the floor.
"Damn baby, what do you have in there?" he asked, "the kitchen sink?"
"All my clothes, shoes, and other necessities," she answered. Julie stood on her tiptoes and kissed her father on the cheek. "Thanks Daddy."
Eric looked at his daughter. He had been dreading this for the past six years. His baby girl was off to college in two days, leaving the nest. He knew he was going to miss her terribly. All they had was each other since her mother ran off with his best friend six years ago, when Julie was twelve. Now here she was, just turned eighteen, ready to go out into the world. Personally, he didn't think she was ready, but he kept that to himself.
Julie had turned into a beautiful young woman. Her strawberry-blonde hair cascaded in natural curls down her back. He loved her green eyes that peeked out between thick lashes. Her young breasts pushed out against her T-shirt. Julie never wore a bra around the house. She hated them. She turned to check the closet. As she bent over, showing her firm round ass in her tight shorts, Eric felt a pleasant lurch in his loins. He chastised himself for having "those feelings" about his young daughter.
Later that night, Eric was unable to sleep. He tossed and turned in his big lonely bed. It was past three a.m. when he thought he heard someone.
"Daddy?" Julie whispered.
He rolled over and there stood his daughter, dressed in one of his old T-shirts.
"What's the matter, baby?" his voice full of concern.
"I'm scared," Julie replied, "can I sleep with you?"
"Sure baby girl," Eric said, pulling back the blankets.
Julie crawled in beside him, laying with her back against his chest. Eric covered her up and buried his face in her hair, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Comfy honey?" he asked when she had settled in close to him.
"Yes Daddy," Julie answered.
"Now tell me what you are afraid of honey," Eric whispered into her ear.
"I'm afraid to leave home, Daddy," she moaned. "You will be all alone!" Tears filled her eyes.
"Oh honey! Please don't worry about me," Eric told her, "your old Dad will be fine. You will be home at Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter," he said. You wait and see, you'll get into the swing of things there in college and forget all about your old man," he teased.
Even as he said it, he hoped it really wasn't true.
"Ohhhhh Daddy! I would never forget about you!" Julie exclaimed, and you're not old, you're only forty."
Eric hugged his daughter closer, all the while conscious of his semi- hard cock laying against her ass. He knew he should put some distance between them, but it felt so good, he didn't want to move.
When he heard the steady rhythm of Julie's breathing and he knew at last she had fallen asleep, he took a chance and cupped her breast on the outside of her T-shirt. It filled his hand nicely and he felt her nipple pushing into his palm.
Eric didn't sleep a wink. He didn't want to miss a single minute of holding her in his arms.
When the alarm went off, he reached across his daughter and hit the snooze button, hoping to prolong their closeness. His cock had throbbed all night, pressed against her.
Julie opened her eyes and started to stretch.
"Oh Daddy! Time to get up!" she giggled.
She turned around to face him, throwing the covers off them. Eric rolled over onto his back and tried to cover himself again.
"Nooooooooooo!" he teased.
Julie easily straddled him and leaned down to kiss his cheek.
"Come on daddy, wake up!" she said, tickling him by grabbing at his waist.
As Eric pretended to fight her off, grabbing at her waist, he caught glimpses of her bare pussy as she struggled to get away. She was completely bald! The little devil must be shaving it, he thought. He felt his cock harden even more inside his boxers. He wondered if she felt it against her ass.
"Okay, baby girl! I give! I give!" Eric conceded, "you go grab a shower, and I will cook you the biggest breakfast this side of the Canadian border!"
"Great Daddy! And don't burn the bacon!" Julie admonished teasingly.
She stood up on the bed, her feet on either side of his hips, giving him a better view of her eighteen year old pussy. Eric groaned under his breath, fighting his urge to fuck her right there.
Julie jumped down off the bed and disappeared into her bathroom and Eric breathed a sigh of relief. He threw the covers back and laughed to himself. His cock was standing straight up, tenting his boxer shorts. He ambled to his own bathroom and aimed his hard cock at the toilet. It took a while, but he finally was able to relieve himself.
