George Harrington looked over at his youngest daughter, she was diligently organizing his upcoming calendar for this trip and whilst not ignoring him, her concentration on getting all the details perfect left her unaware of his proud gaze.
*****
For the millionth time, he felt very lucky that she was here and accepting him, he remembered all too well his rage when he had discovered that he had a second child.
Felicity was the result of a short but intense affair that he and her mother embroiled themselves in when George had been feeling particularly lonely and unloved by his wife.
The whole affair had only lasted a few months and when he had stopped it and told Melissa it was over, she had tearfully left London and he had never heard from her again.
That is until she was tragically torn from Felicity's life fourteen years later, George had received a letter from Melissa that she had placed in her will in case something happened to her.
It was then that he found out he had a second daughter, she was nearly fourteen and had never heard of him or been told he existed, her whole young life, she had been brought up to believe that Melissa's husband was her father.
When he had first gone to meet Felicity he had been unsure if she was truly his, but on seeing her he was left in no doubt.
She had his blue eyes, pale skin and rose tinted blonde hair, while she took after her mother with a delicate small frame and features.
It was undeniable she resembled him in almost every detail. The DNA tests proved it beyond all doubt, but George had been sure they would after his first meeting with her.
He had still been married at that time and his wife Heather was extremely ill, so reluctantly, he had kept Felicity a secret, not even making her true parentage know to her while he arranged for her to change schools and be educated in one of England's finest schools, the very same school his legitimate daughter Tiffany attended.
Felicity had spent years not knowing she still had a living parent, the posh school had proved difficult and if she had not met and befriended Tiffany, she would have hated every moment of it.
George had known they would meet, but if his own experiences of boarding school were anything to go by, it had been doubtful they would interact much, Tiffany was nearly three years older than Felicity and in her final two years, while Felicity was still in the junior dorms, Tiffany was already living in one of the houses reserved for senior students studying for their 'A' Levels.
*****
Felicity looked up at her father as she hit a snag, "Daddy, Sargent Williams can't do the meeting at four, he's asking to meet you at five, but that will clash with ambassador Chen, should I bump the meeting with the Chinese?" her tone annoyed with the complexities of this trip.
Startled from his reveries of the past, it took him a few seconds to answer, Felicity looked stressed and he focused all his attention onto her, hearing her calling him Daddy was still a shock, a very pleasant one, but it had taken years for her to accept him as her father.
George swallowed his emotions and tried to be professional, "No darling, we can't upset the Chinese, call Williams and tell him it's either Four or he can go find someone else willing to take him and his team."
Felicity nodded and picked up her phone, she didn't quite say it as bluntly as her father had, but she got the point across and the Sargent agreed to change his plans.
It had been the last problem she could see and handed the laptop to her father, "I think that's it, if you are happy with it, I'll go take a shower, this heat is awful."
She was perspiring even with the aircon turned as low as it would go, the heat and humidity of Darwin in the wet season was a nightmare and she honestly wondered how people had been living here for so long.
George took the laptop and told her not to worry, he was sure it would be fine and that she should go take a bit of time for herself, they didn't have anything to do for another two hours.
Felicity beamed at him with relief and in an uncharacteristic show of affection, lent down and kissed his cheek before walking off for her shower and a well-deserved rest.
George smiled at her and then swallowed guiltily as she kissed his cheek, her loose top had gaped at the neck as she had bent forward and he had caught a very full view of her bare breasts, with a sigh of disgust at himself, he focused on the laptop and his itinerary for the week ahead.
*****
One week earlier...
Tiffany and Felicity had been arguing in circles for about an hour, Tiffany wasn't happy with her half-sisters determination to accept their father's offer of a working trip to Australia.
As far as Tiffany was concerned it was a blatant attempt to steal Flick away and spend time with her, while Felicity was convinced that her father actually needed her and had asked her to go due to the unavailability of his own PA.
Felicity was really annoyed with Tiffy, it wasn't as if she had asked for this, Daddy had said he needed her to step in as his PA for this trip because his own Personal Assistant was away on maternity leave, and while there were plenty of good secretaries, none of them had experience at being a 'Harrington Securities' PA.
Besides, Tiffy had been the one who had made her a PA and the one who had insisted she learn about the family business, so it was very unfair to now tell her she shouldn't help their father. Especially when they both knew that no one else understood Harrington better than George Harrington's own daughters.
Tiffany finally threw her hands in the air, "It's not just a bad idea, it's mental, what happens when you get one of your urges? You know you can't control them!" her voice angry yet genuinely concerned.
Felicity looked at her sister in stunned anger, truly surprised that she would try to use her condition against her, "So what if I do? I'm pretty sure they have MEN in Australia, I CAN be discreet you know." She replied hotly.
Tiffy glared at her younger sister, the mention of men was not pleasant, they had long ago agreed that men were off the menu unless Flick got desperate, and even then it was Tiffy who got to choose the man. "So the rules are out the window are they?" she growled menacingly.
Flick looked at the floor, she sighed unhappily, she hated arguments with Tiffy and it had gotten out of hand now.
Felicity wanted to help her father though and partially because she had missed out on having him in her life as a child, she now wanted to prove to him she was as good as Tiffany.
To Felicity, her older sister was perfect, she wasn't just good at her job, she excelled in it and was the youngest ever branch manager of a "Harrington Securities" office. Not only that, she was confident, clever and undoubtedly the apple of their fathers eye.
While she herself had struggled through school and had problems with adult interactions, she admitted to herself she was childish and had an unfortunate need for affection, especially the sexual kind, sleeping with men offered her momentary relief and coupled with her addiction to sex, she wasn't anything like Tiffy.
Incongruously, she was also shy and self-conscious about her body, disliking sexual interaction or displays, so her addictions and needs totally conflicted with her personality and demeanour.
Logically, she knew Tiffy was right, yet she still wanted this very badly. So instead of arguing further, she begged, "Everything you say is probably right and it could all go horribly wrong, but please, please, can't you help me? I just want to show Daddy I can do this and that I love him, you had him all your life, I didn't know he was my father until I was nineteen."
Tiffany stifled her anger, seeing her sister beg was too much and her heart went out to her, even with all the problems she could foresee from this trip, she couldn't deny Felicity a chance to be with their father if that's what she really wanted.
Tiffany let out a sigh of defeat, "Fine, but you CALL, any time of the day, you fucking CALL and if you have a problem you tell me immediately."
Felicity squealed in delight and she hugged her sister tightly, while Tiffy's voice had been stern, her face was full of affection, they hugged and even though they both knew that things could go wrong, both of them knew that they would do anything to keep what they had.
The hug turned to kissing, which turned into passionate caresses within moments.
Tiffany was the love of her life and while it was wrong for them to be sexual partners, they had been sharing a bed for years now.
They collapsed onto the clothes strewn bed, undressing each other with urgency as they kissed passionately.
Making love to Tiffy was always special, the feeling of her smoothly waxed pussy grinding against Flicks own silky soft mound sent her eyes rolling back in her head.
Tiffy had a very slim and hard body that felt perfect against Flicks softer curves as their breasts squished together, hard nipples rubbing together while they ground their pussies against one another.
Electric tingles seemed to spark wherever their bodies touched and they tried to maximise that feeling by moulding their bodies together in a passionate embrace of intertwined limbs.
Perfectly in tune, they were the yin and yang, different yet the same. The sex rolled through them and they climaxed together after an hour of lovemaking that left them coated in sweat.
Sighing softly in satisfaction they snuggled up and kissed and caressed, for the moment ignoring the troubles of the world.
*****
Present day....
Felicity took a 'cold' shower, it seemed like the idea of a real cold shower was alien to the people of Australia, the water was well above tepid and even without heating, felt absurdly warm.
