Daughter Swap

I'm a workaholic or at least I used to be, I ran my own business and it was not unusual for me to be working 12 hours a day seven days a week at the office, then I would get home locking myself away doing paperwork. It was all about making money and keeping everybody happy, everybody except my family, there was no such thing as work-life balance, I just took my family for granted.

It wasn't until it was too late that I realised what I had lost, I've thrown away a 15 year marriage, missed 13 years of my daughter life. I couldn't blame Sandra, she was lonely, she had needs and she didn't have me, she was living the life of a single parent in a two parent home. When she met someone else she changed, I just didn't notice, I wasn't there to notice and Cassie changed too, she no longer asked me come to her school or sport games, I wasn't needed I was replaced.

It took walking into a empty home for me to notice and by then it was too late, that was 5 years ago. I lost my wife, I lost my daughter for three weeks out of every four and my business fell in a heap, I was on a downward spiral. After 12 months Sandra was threatening to apply for full custody of Cassie if I didn't get my life sorted out.

Thank God for Cassie, she became my rock and life, for a 14 year old she was more mature and wise than me. I turned things around for her, I needed her and she needed me.

I got my business going again but only 9am to 5pm Monday's to Friday's, even when I didn't have custody I was there for her, I never missed a school activity or a social event. My relationship with Sandra improved, she invited me to her house for Cassie's parties even on the occasional family outing with them and her new husband Mike.

Things took a real turn after Cassie's 18th, she was an adult and the custody order no longer applied, Cassie could choose where she lived and she chose to live with me. Sandra wasn't thrilled by the idea but agreed it did make a certain amount of sense as Cassie would be going to college near me and her best friend Jane lived nearby and will be attending the same college.

Cassie and Jane were always close and even after the divorce surprisingly things didn't change. I say that because Mike is Jane's Uncle, looking back he was probably more of a father to Cassie than I was even before the divorce.

I should have seen it coming, suspected something at least but I was too focused on work, Cassie used to constantly talk about Jane and Uncle Mike, in the three or four years before the divorce Uncle Mike started visiting occasionally with Jane, his visits increasing until eventually every time Jane visited so did Uncle Mike.

Hindsight a wonderful thing but I've given up dwelling on the past, I have learnt my lessons from past mistakes and I'm now moving forward with my life.

"Daddy you need a girlfriend."

"And why do I need a girlfriend Cassie, what's wrong with my life?"

"Your lonely, you have needs."

"I got you, I got my work, it's all good."

"I can give you company, work can keep you busy but none of it can give you what you really need."

"And what pray tell do I really need?"

"Sex."

"What!"

"You need sex, it's proven that sex is good for you both mentally and physically."

"What I don't need is sex advice from my 19 year old daughter."

"But Daddy."

"But nothing Cassie, conversation over, subject closed."

I should have known better, once Cassie has an idea there's no stopping her, she's like a dog with a bone she'll never let it go.

Two weeks later Cassie tells me that Cindy and Jane are coming for dinner.

Cindy is Jane's mother, she is also single, her husband left her about 17 years ago with their nanny. He just packed up and left them, as far as I'm aware he hasn't been back in touch since.

An obvious match making attempt by Cassie and I suspect Jane as well.

When Cindy and Jane arrive the girls guide us to the living room telling us they are preparing dinner tonight. I've haven't been with a woman for years in a social setting, our time in the living room involves a lot of uncomfortable silence, regularly broken by Cassie or Jane coming in to check on us.

Finally dinner is ready and Jane leads us to the dining room and a table set for two, I shake my head as Cassie ushers me to my seat. After fussing around for several minutes serving our meal and drinks the girls disappear leaving us alone.

"I'm sorry Cindy I feel Cassie has drawn you into her web of trying to find me a girlfriend, it won't offend me if you want to leave."

"Don't worry Ted, Jane's been trying to match make me for the last couple of years and the food does look nice."

Those two sentences broke the ice, we both become more relaxed, conversation begins flowing freely as we eat and drink. Most of the topics involve the girls and things they did together, unfortunately I did miss the majority of them but it's nice to hear how happy Cassie was.

"Thanks for dinner Ted," Cindy says as we wash up.

"No need to thank me Cindy, the girls did everything."

"Well then thank you for being single and giving the girls an excuse for tonight."

"And thank you for being such pleasant company."

"Right then Ted I think it's time I left."

"Sorry did I say something?"

"No, it's not you."

Cindy gives me a kiss on the cheek then makes her way to the front door, "Thank the girls for me when you see them."

"Alright, again thanks Cindy I enjoyed myself tonight."

"So did I Ted."

I watch Cindy walk down the path to her car, she gives me a wave before getting inside and driving off. Closing the door I return to the kitchen to finish cleaning up before going to bed.

Next morning at breakfast the girls pump me with questions about last night, they seem to be relatively happy with my answers. As they leave the kitchen I hear them discuss plans for our next date, not that I thought of last night as a date.

"Daddy we're having a birthday party for Jane on Saturday please come."

"I don't know Cassie, I won't know anyone there."

"You know me, you know Jane and you know Cindy."

There it is, match making again, I shouldn't be surprised.

"Please Daddy, please do it for me."

"Ok for you," Cassie knows damn well that I can't say no to her.

Jane is 20, she's six months older than Cassie, I recognise a few of the people at the party as friends of Cassie's but other than that I don't know anyone beside Cindy. Credit to Jane she tries to make me feel welcome taking may hand and walking me around, introducing me to various friends of hers and Cassie's but at 42 I feel like a shag on a rock.

"Feeling old tonight?" I ask Cindy as I eventually work my way over to her.

"Ancient actually," she replies with a chuckle, "Want to go somewhere a bit more quiet?"

As most young people like it the music is blaring, deafening, I nod my head.

Cindy leads me into the living room, the music is still loud but at least we can hear each other talk. We sit around chatting, again the girls are the topic of conversation as we discuss their various birthdays over the years. In truth the girls are the only thing we have in common and other than some polite questions for background information we don't talk about ourselves.

It's about 11pm when I decide it's time to leave, the party is still raging outside, the girls have organised for Cassie to sleep over freeing me up to leave when I'm ready.

"Thanks Cindy been nice chatting, I'll be off now," I say standing up.

"My pleasure Ted it was nice to talk with an adult," she says with a giggle as we make our way to the front door.

As Cindy opens the door Jane appears, "Not leaving already Ted, party only starting."

"I'm afraid Jane for an old man the party already over."

"Oh you're not old," she says wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me full on the lips.

It takes me several seconds to break her grip and unlock her mouth from mine.

Still smiling she rushes off towards a group of girls which include Cassie, I give her a wave.

"Thanks again Cindy."

"Night Ted."

Over the next couple of months Cassie and I regularly bump into Cindy and Jane, always by accident the girls assure us. Over this time Cindy and I do get to know each other better and our conversations begin expanding into topics other than our daughters.

The next formal get together is Halloween, the girls are going to a party and have convinced Cindy and myself to pick them up afterwards. They were both very vague about why we need to do it but their nagging is very persistent.

We drop the girls off at the party around 7pm, the girls have planned another date for us booking a restaurant and buying movie tickets for after. We have a leisurely dinner discussing anything and everything other than our daughters, after dinner we go to the cinema, of course being Halloween they are showing a double screening of horror movies. We managed to sit through the first before leaving going to a quiet little pub I know to listen to a band play.

Just after midnight Cassie texts to say they are ready to be picked up.

I drop Cindy and Jane off, as they get out of the car Cassie is inviting them around tomorrow for a BBQ lunch. Like me Cindy is caught off guard and before we know it Jane is agreeing and the girls have it all arranged.

The girls aren't much help with the BBQ, they are suffering from last night and spend most of the day lounging around on deckchairs sunbaking. To be honest I can't help but admire their bodies in their little bikinis, I must admit even Cassie looks hot to me.

From a distance both girls look very similar with long brunette hair, slim, around six foot tall with long slender legs, only up close can you notice their differences.

Cassie's lips are thin, her breasts full and round with little perky nipples, her ass a juicy firm peach that jiggle nicely as she walks. Jane has thick juicy lips, her breast are smaller than Cassie's, firm and perky with obvious puffy areolas and nipples, her ass flat and tight.

As I say nice eye candy even if one is my daughter.

While I'm cooking I watch Cindy with the girls, she went over to rub sunscreen on them. She finished with Jane and is now sitting beside Cassie, her hands moving up and down the back of Cassie's legs, it looks quite erotic watching her hands gliding over her legs and butt. I'm almost jealous in a way.

It's a nice day and we set a table up outside for lunch, the girls only briefly join us, they are more interested in sleeping than eating leaving Cindy and myself to chat.

"Ted I need to tell you something," Cindy says as stretches her arm out placing her hand on top of mine.

I'm overcome by a sense of foreboding, this doesn't feel like it's going to be a good something.

"I've enjoyed the last few months, it's been nice."

"But, I can feel there's a 'But' coming."

"Maybe not, up to you I guess," she pauses for a moment then continues. "I don't want to stop seeing you, it's just... well... umm... well what we have now is all it's going to be."

"Sorry, what to you mean?"

"I mean we won't be anymore than friends, our relationship won't become physical."

Now I'm not sure what this means, I feel at some level I'm being rejected but I'm not sure, I just sit staring at her.

Cindy squeezes my hand, "Don't worry it's not you, it's me, you see I'm a lesbian."

I'm shocked, I don't know what to say or do, I just sit staring at her.

"I think I better go now, I do hope I see you again Ted it has been fun."

After Cindy leaves I sit outside for a while longer staring at the two girls as I drink a couple of beers while going over what Cindy has just said. Leaving the girls outside sunbaking I go inside to my bedroom, lying on the bed with a beer I wonder what sort of relationship I can have with a lesbian, how will it change things?

It's been a couple of hours since I came inside, I've heard the girls come in, I've heard Jane leave but I stay lying on my bed letting the room fall into darkness as my confused mind tries to sort out my feelings.

A couple of weeks later Cassie comes home telling me I'm invited around to Jane's on Friday night while her and Jane go out. I'm in two minds, I enjoy Cindy's company and if I'm honest with myself I wasn't really sexually attracted to her. If she wanted sex I wouldn't have said no but I wasn't going to chase after her for it.

In the end I agree to go, much to Cassie's excitement. I think the girls are still trying to match make us, I decide it wasn't my place to say anything and will talk to Cindy about it.

"I'm glad you came Ted, I wasn't sure you would."

"You know they are still trying to get us together."

"I know, let's have a drink I need to explain everything to you."

With a bottle of wine we settle down on the lounge.

"I grew up in a small country town where being different was frowned upon, my parents were strict protecting me from the outside world and making sure my behaviour was always acceptable. In a way I always felt different, out of place somehow but I hid my feeling and conformed, something that became part of my normal life as I grew up."

I sit in silence, with a nod of my head she continues.

"After my 16th birthday I was allowed to go out with my friends, only to selected events which had adult supervision, I wasn't alone, all the girls or the respectable ones at least were treated this way. It was at this time I really began to notice how different I was, a group of my girlfriends and myself used to go to watch the local football team play. While my friends talked about the boys I was more interested in the cheerleaders, I pretended to like some of the boys and agree with my friends when they talked about them but my eyes rarely left the tight outfits and long legs of the cheerleaders."

She had a sip of wine before continuing, "I nearly joined the cheerleaders just to get close to them but instead I did what was expected and started dating one of the football players. With school finishing college began and a whole new world opened up to me. Going to college was a little bit out there, usually the boys went and the girls stayed home, thankfully one of the college teachers lived in town and knew my father, she convinced him into letting me go."

"Sounds like you had a difficult childhood Cindy."

"Looking at it from today's world it may appear so, but growing up I knew no different, I accepted it, conformed to it and was generally happy."

"College introduced me to many new experiences, I still hid my sexuality in fear of it getting back to my parents. Others were more open, it intrigued me, the stories I overheard, pictures I saw, it aroused something in me, it aroused desires and questions. Up to now we didn't have a computer at home, college gave me the opportunity to plead for one, eventually my father agreed as long as I only used it for school work and didn't go to any inappropriate sites."

I'm engrossed in Cindy's story regularly nodding my head and giving the occasional grunt.

"As you can imagine a young 18 year old with questions about herself, her sexuality and the world used the internet in search of answers. I discovered porn, I fell in love with lesbian porn, I would watch it for hours masturbating, it changed my world, the way I looked at it or in particular the females in my world and the fantasies I had involving them."

"The college teacher that convinced my father to let me attend had also agreed as part of the arrangement to drive me to and from college. I never paid much attention to her, we chatted in the car, often stopping on hot days for a cool drink or ice cream on the way home, we were friendly but nothing more, not until I discovered porn. Her name was Samantha, I called her Sam, she was in her early 40's, her blonde hair always tied in a bun, she wore glasses, most days she wore a white blouse, black pencil skirt which reached half way down her thighs, black stocking with black heels, all very professional and business like."

"She sounds attractive."

"Oh she was, I just didn't realise it at first. Watching porn had made me more sexually observant, I looked at breasts, asses, legs rather than blouses and skirts.

I started to notice how firm her breast were, full and round, how her nipples poked out against her blouse, the way they bounced when she hits a bump in the car. Her stocking covered legs long and sensuous, the way her skirt would ride up to show the top of the stockings and suspenders and hint of her lily white thighs.

I found the way she drank erotic, the way she leant her head back, the liquid flowing into her mouth, the movement of her throat as she swallowed or when she had an ice cream the way her tongue licked it before she would slowly suck it into her mouth, then the way she licked her lips. It got to the stage that most afternoons when I got home I was wet and the first thing I did was masturbate."

"Sam I found out later was bi, she noticed my interest in her and started flirting with me to see what my boundaries were. She would undo extra buttons on her blouse, hitch her skirt up higher, casually touch my arm and leg, she even stopped wearing a bra on the drive home. It turned out I didn't have any boundaries, I wanted her and I wanted it all, I began complementing her appearance, returning the occasional touch, I tried to imitate what I saw in movies that initiated sex."

"Did it work?"

"Yes, one afternoon she asked me to help her with something in her house, she led me inside, led me to her bedroom door, we stood on the threshold looking at each other, both of us waiting for a sign. You may think I would have been nervous, hesitant I wasn't, I have a lifetime of desire needing release. I kissed Sam, I'm nearly ripping her clothes off as I want her so much, there's no gentle love making, I'm like a rabid animal attacking her breasts and pussy, I'm playing out a 100 sex scenes all at once, my mouth and hands everywhere. I don't know if she came it was all about me, afterwards as we lay on the bed she kissed me saying that next time she will teach me how to make love."

"You kept seeing her?"

"Yes for the next two years, she taught me how to make love, how to give pleasure and the joy of receiving it."

"But it didn't last."

"No it was a secret affair for us both, we were still living in a small town, we projected to the world the image everyone expected. I hid my desire for Sam, I conformed, I dated a boy, we had sex I feel pregnant with Jane, we married moving in together, he wanted sex I didn't, not with a man at least. Eventually he got a mistress and left me, I packed up and left town to start afresh."

"But you're still hiding being a lesbian."

"Yes, I'm afraid of hurting people so I stay in hiding pretending to be straight. When Jane started sleeping over at your house I did occasionally go to a gay bar to meet someone but those meeting were always only one night stands."

"So what now?"

"It's time I come clean, I have to tell the truth to you and the girls."

"Well you've told me now for Jane?"

"Cassie also and I need to tell you something else."

"What?"

"I fancy Cassie, she's very attractive and I want her."

"But she's not..... is she?"

"Oh yes she is, that why she has sleep overs at my house."

"What her and Jane?"

"No, no Jane is definitely into boys, well actually men. No Cassie often brings a lady friend home to share my guest room with, she's quite vocal and being beside my room I hear everything."

I'm stunned, I'm not sure what to say, the revelation that Cindy is gay I can live with but the thought of Cassie being gay and Cindy fancying her is all too much. I don't look at Cindy, I stare at my wine glass as I roll the wine around.

"Ted are you alright?"

"Yes, I think so."

Just then the door bursts open, the girls rush in giggling.