Like many people I was working at home during lockdown with my daughter and my wife often around the house. Over time we all settled into routines of new working patterns, and occasionally I would have the house to myself, apart from the company of our small dog.
It was a Tuesday morning and both my wife and daughter were at work. I was beavering away on my laptop when I head a car outside. I stood up and looked out of the window to see a small green car pulling up the drive.
Wondering who it might be I sat back down again. A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and the dog exploding in her usual fit of manic barking. Holding her by the collar I opened the door, and was surprised to see my daughter's best friend Becky standing there.
We have known her for a few years, and at the age of 19 I reflected on having watched her growing up into a beautiful young woman. I felt a feeling a bit guilty about the times I'd caught myself watching her nubile young body as well as the illicit thoughts that would go through my mind.
I said "Hi Becky," and then let the dog loose so she could stroke her. As she bent down to give her the attention she craved, I couldn't stop myself notice the wide neck of her white cotton T-shirt gaping and I caught a glimpse of the curve of her pert breasts encased in her bra. I looked away quickly, but as Becky stooped again I couldn't help myself and sneaked another glimpse of her firm treasures.
"Is Jenny in?" Becky asked, referring to my daughter.
"No," I replied, "I'm sorry, but she is at work today."
"Oh," said Becky. "Its just that she has a book that I needed to pick up."
I asked if she knew where it was, and she said that she did. It was in my daughter's room, so without a thought I told her that she was welcome to come in and find it.
She smiled that sweet smile making my heart jump and she then skipped past me and up the stairs. I turned to watch the wiggle of her tight bottom in her skintight jeans, and began to wonder what kind of panties she would wear.
I told myself to stop it and behave. I was quite literally old enough to be her father. What was I thinking?
I sat back at my desk and let her get on with searching.
After a couple of minutes I went halfway up the stairs and called out "Have you found it?"
I got my answer when she appeared on the landing with the book in her hand.
"I need it before I go to University," she said and I asked when she was off. She replied "Tomorrow."
"That's not long," I said. "We are going to miss you, but I'm sure you'll have an amazing time and will meet some great people."
As I was talking, I climbed the stairs and when I reached the top I held out my arms to give her a farewell hug. My intentions were genuine, but as I encased her in my arms I couldn't stop my imagination and very, very quickly I felt my cock grow and flex. She clearly felt it, looking up at me with that innocent smile, giggling and saying, "It does feel like you will miss me!"
"Oh my God," I exclaimed.
I went bright red, but Becky smiled at me and whispered softly, "Don't worry. I'll take it as a compliment." With a smirk she added "And you wouldn't know this, but I've always had a thing for older men and I have always liked the way you looked at me." I stepped back and grinned as I could now see that her nipples were beginning to show through her T-shirt.
"So Becky, what are you trying to tell me?" As I asked her I continued to stare at her firm young chest.
She answered by taking my hand and saying one word quietly. "Please."
