There comes a time in your life when you really begin to take a step back and look at what you've accomplished. For me this happened when I was 36 years old. My life had been going well. Much better now than it had begun. I had a good job and ran a computer security business on the side, which brought in a fair amount of money. I had a great family. My wife was 40 and still hot but unfortunately sex between us was nearly non-existent. I went one period for a year without it. I still feel young and have a strong sex drive, but she suffers from depression among other things and sex isn't usually on her mind. I have an 18-year-old stepdaughter named Casey. I've been with her since she was 4 and even though her biological father is active in her life, I still feel like she is my girl. A man can't help but notice when his daughter begins to transform into a woman. Casey had developed very firm breasts and her body had become curvaceous, soft and feminine, a far cry from the boyish figure she had growing up. The nice thing about having a daughter this age is the she will have friends! And Casey had a slew of some of the hottest friends I've ever seen.
At 36 I still look young, work out a lot, eat right, practice martial arts, etc. I'm built better than most men half my age. Some of her friends flirted with me and this is normal for women this age. They're testing out their ability to turn men on whether they know it or not. My daughter had one friend in particular that I was enamored with. Her name was Amanda. She was older than Casey and at the time of this writing was just getting ready to turn 19. I had known her since she was 6. We are good friends with her parents. I can remember when she was a toothless, clumsy 7 year old. At this time though Amanda is a completely transformed girl. She is about 5' 6", maybe 135lbs, long dark hair, dark skin and absolutely drop dead gorgeous. She has a body that nearly all men wish they could lay their hands on just once. She is so hot in fact that no guys will ask her out for fear of rejection and fear that their friends will look at them differently.
Amanda comes to our house quite often and swims in the pool. I'm not afraid to admit that I have watched as she sunbathed from the privacy of my bedroom all the while jerking myself off and imagining that I was cumming on her instead of on myself. Amanda knew she did it for me too because from time to time she would spread her legs just enough that I could get a peak or raise up quickly when sunbathing so I would see a little nipple. She never did this with anyone else. Still at this time, I didn't think it was anything more than me just being a pervert and desperately wanting to feel great sex again since she was so young. But, like Casey, I felt as if I needed to be her father as well. Besides she confided in me and looked at me as her second dad. I just wish she weren't so good looking. Oh well, on with the story.
Both Casey and Amanda play volleyball on a competitive women's league and sometimes I go watch and drive them home afterward since they are usually very tired. One afternoon they played a game 50 miles from home and I went and watched the game. There probably aren't any hotter women than volleyball players. It was great. I went out to pull the car around before the game was over. I sat in the parking lot waiting for them to come out. It wasn't long before I saw Casey come out, sweaty from the game but bobbing around with her usual boundless energy. Amanda brought up the rear. She was still in her volleyball uniform and her shorts were so tight they hugged her like paint. Let's just say her camel toe was very prominent and her rock hard, dark, smooth legs were almost too much to bear.
"I have to drive 50 miles with this?" I thought to myself. "Man am I lucky tonight?"
Amanda looked kind of sad and distant though, not as energetic as Casey. Both girls entered the car.
"Hi Dad!" said Casey. "We kicked their ass today."
"Yes you did, baby. You guys did great!" I replied.
"Hi Amanda." I said as I turned around to look in the back seat.
"Hi Greg." She said. I could tell she wasn't really sad but there was something on her mind.
"Tough time in the game?"
"No, just feeling a little tired."
I could tell however there was something else bothering her. I was going to say something but then Casey jumped in.
"Can we get something to eat?" She said.
"Sure, we'll stop on the way."
We stopped and had dinner about halfway home. I sat across from Amanda and I swear she was getting more beautiful by the day. She had taken a shower at the gym and had put on a little make up during the drive. I found this odd because I never had known her to wear any makeup, and her toenails were painted. I couldn't help but question her a little.
"Going out tonight?" I said.
"No."
"Why would you be putting on makeup?" I continued.
An almost indiscernible grin crossed her lips as she thought about what to say.
"I just bought some new stuff and wanted to see what it looked like. Do you like it?"
I couldn't believe she asked me this and I couldn't think of what to say at all. So I just put together a real quick sentence.
"Yes, of course. You're a very cute girl and the makeup looks great on you." I fumbled a little.
"Thanks." She said still grinning a little deviously now.
"Oh, Dad I want you to drop me off at home before you take Amanda home if you don't care. I need to get to sleep early tonight, I've got to go help with conditioning in the morning." Casey said.
I looked at my watch and saw the time was already going on 7 and night was falling. It didn't even register to me at the time that I would be taking Amanda home alone and she lived 10 miles from us. Would I be able to control myself with her? I was pretty horny and looking at her wasn't helping. A dad's gotta do what a dad's gotta do though. We paid the check and left.
I had Casey to the house by 7:45. She leaned over and gave me a kiss and said good night. As she got out Amanda got out of the back seat and into the front. I had not expected this since she had never done this before even with others in the car, but then again I had never been alone with her. Casey darted up the walk and disappeared into the house. I caught myself looking hypnotically at Amanda's legs and where her smooth thigh disappeared under her tight spandex shorts.
"Greg." She said. "Are you ok?"
"Yes I'm fine, just tired I guess. We should get you home before your parents get worried."
"Don't worry about that." She said. "They're out of town."
"Oh, ok. I didn't know that." I said as we drove away.
"I hear you're moving out soon."
"Yes, and I can't wait. I'm getting my own apartment over by the gym. It's gonna be great."
"Well that's good." I said.
