My wonderful wife died almost exactly 6 years ago. She had made me very happy and we enjoyed our life together. Our life was made all the better when our only daughter Megan was born 27 years ago. My wife and I have been very successful in business and we were both retired and living life to its fullest when disaster struck. Donna was killed in a car smash which was caused by a drunken and doped up young kid who also died in the accident. My life was very empty after that - I missed my wife terribly. I suppose it would be fair to say I had become a recluse and didn't go anywhere - just staying at home feeling miserable.
Megan was almost an ugly duckling, to coin a phrase, when she was young but she suddenly blossomed when she reached 15! She grew a beautiful looking girl with a wonderful figure. She grew breasts which were the envy of all the other young girls and the rest of her body was marvelous. My wife constantly told me we would have to watch out for our daughter because she would eventually become a handful! How right she was. We both grieved for Donna but Megan's grieving only lasted about 3 months before she was able to shrug off the feelings of loss and she started to get around as she had before her mothers death.
Megan had always had a group of young people around her and most of these were young men. From age 15 to 21 she was always on the go. She was extremely intelligent and had no trouble with her school work and later university where she graduated with honors in law. Of course she found work very easily and soon settled into a very good job where she hoped to be a partner in a year or so.
During this period when she was 15 to 21 she was constantly dating young men and never seemed to be without a male at her side. She still lived at home and, between us and a casual maid, we managed very well. Megan had no modesty about the way she dressed (or undressed) and was forever walking around the house with almost nothing on at all - sometimes she was naked - but although I was her father I still enjoyed looking at this lovely young woman.
I knew she was fucking most of the young men she went out with because she told me! There wasn't much she didn't discuss with me and that was a very healthy relationship to have. Our house was quite large and I didn't feel like moving while we both shared some memories of Donna in the home. Megan had her own apartment really set up in one of the wings of the house and so she was able to live her life somewhat separately from mine. It was nothing for me to see her walking around the house naked after spending the night with a young man in her room.
One morning she came into the kitchen to get some breakfast and as we sat at the glass-topped table she told me there were some things she wanted to discuss with me and now would be a good time. While she was sitting there wearing just a housecoat she began with, "Well Dad, guess what? Charles and I are going to get married!" I knew Charles - he was a very successful banker and regularly stayed overnight with Megan and I got to know him and like him a lot. The news cheered me up a lot and I walked around the table to hug and kiss her. She then continued with her news, "Dad, I suppose you would have already guessed I am pregnant and, although I am not sure it is Charles's baby, he is very happy to marry me and thinks it is his own. Of course this baby could have anything up to 10 different men as the father but Charles seems to be the best bet for my future so I have chosen him! If this sounds a bit callous then it is too bad - I have to look after my future and that of my baby!"
I wasn't a bit surprised there were possibly many men who could be the father. I knew Megan had slept around a lot but she was probably wise to choose the man most likely to be successful as her husband.
Megan and Charles were married with all the pomp money could buy and they seemed very happy. In due course they had a lovely little baby girl whom they called Chantelle. Of course she was the apple of my eye and I was allowed to look after whenever Megan needed some time alone. Looking after Chantelle gave me a new interest in life and I really loved that little girl. At the same time I knew Megan wasn't being true to Charles and I had my suspicions confirmed one day when Megan rang me and asked if she could come around and talk to me. I was nursing Chantelle while Megan sat opposite me on another lounge chair as we talked. I couldn't help looking up Megan's lovely legs and I am sure I could see black pubic hair indicating Megan wasn't wearing panties. Anyway, Megan told me she needed to talk privately and began, "You are probably aware I find it difficult having only one man to take care of my needs! I have been used to having lots of men and Charles, although a wonderful husband, is almost a bore when it comes to sex! I want more men and the risk of being caught troubles me so that is why I here now. Would you object terribly if I brought some men home here - one at a time, of course - for some extra sex every now and again. The benefit to you would be that you would be able to have Chantelle to look after while we are in my old room. How would you feel about that, Dad?"
Usually Megan couldn't shock me but today she did! I felt like giving her a lecture but realized that would be a waste of time - she would do what she wanted anyway so I simply told her it would be alright with me, provided she was very careful and didn't get caught. After all I liked Charles and didn't want him to be hurt under any circumstances. While Megan was talking with me, she looked at her watch and said, "I will have my first man here in about 15 minutes so would you mind looking after Chantelle. She has everything you will need and I will be here to take over again in 2 hours!" I sort of smiled to myself - she was so confident I would agree to her outrageous request she had taken it upon herself to invite the man anyway!
I took Chantelle out into the garden so I wouldn't have to meet this other man but I needn't have worried - Megan brought him out into the garden to introduce us. She is just that sort of daughter! Well, I don't know what they did for the 2 hours but when she came back to my part of the house to collect Chantelle, she looked very tired and my guess she had been fucked a lot of times by her new man. She showered at my place before returning to her own home. When she had finished her shower and was almost dried, Chantelle began crying and Megan came out of the bathroom stark naked to see what was wrong. I had almost forgotten how lovely she was.
Megan continued her affairs for the next few years usually bringing different men she had found. Although I was 50 and now quite happy looking after Chantelle quite often I was also feeling rather frustrated. Partly this was knowing Megan was getting so much sex with different men and I wasn't getting any, and every now and again I would see Megan naked and my memories of lovely young women would flood back. I said previously Megan was a very intelligent young woman and she detected I was very frustrated so I guess I wasn't really surprised when she told me she wanted to have a chat with me about my own sex life! She had just had a shower and had returned naked to talk with me as it was a hot day and she didn't bother with clothes. She began her chat by telling me I had to get out more! She said she knew I would love to have some lovely young women to fuck (yes, she always talked like that) and she knew a way to help! I am not sure how I felt thinking my own daughter is going to help with my sex life but I knew she would be working on a plan already so I had better listen.
Megan began, "Dad, as you know Chantelle is now in Kindergarten Child Minding Center four mornings each week. I want you to collect Chantelle from the Center each day she is there! When you go to collect her you will meet lots of mothers who will also be picking up their children. Because the Center is in the best part of the city the mothers you will see there are very attractive young mothers - many of whom are single mothers - and I am sure you will find some of them to your liking. I can tell you already a lot of them would love to be fucked by an older man!" My daughter never seemed to finish shocking me. "You can start today by picking Chantelle up at 2.30pm. I want you to go there with an open mind and take a good look at the young mothers who will be there. You can let Chantelle play on the playground equipment while you have a good look at all the young women. Whatever you do with these young women is strictly your own business but I am sure you will rejuvenate your sex life very quickly if you will just let yourself go a bit. If you go off with any of these mothers they will know how to look after Chantelle because they have their own children so don't worry about her. Just bring her back here to your own home afterwards and I will be here waiting for you. I will probably be entertaining someone anyway so it will be good all round!" Well, that is my daughter - she knows how to do everything!
That afternoon I dressed casually but very neat and headed for Chantelle's Kindergarten. She was delighted to see me there and ran over to me as soon as the leader said she could. I looked around the women and was amazed at what I saw! Most of these women were aged between 23 and 35 and with a couple of exceptions they were all very pretty and had good figures! I was amazed at all these lovely women here. There were, of course, a few fathers to pick up their children but mostly the mothers picked up the youngsters. I did a lot of smiling that afternoon and, as suggested by Megan, I allowed Chantelle to play on the playground equipment and soon I had a young mother come over and talk to me. She kept her young daughter in front of her and several times bent over to do something with her child but I knew it was to give me a look at her lovely breasts which were swinging free under her blouse with no bra to impede my view! Her blouse was partly undone anyway and I had no bother seeing her breasts and her nipples but the last time she bent over she undid another couple of buttons and now when she stood up her breasts were almost bare. She smiled at me and said, "Megan told me you were feeling a little lonely lately and I wondered if you would like to come home with me and we could talk for a while! If you would like to do that, you could just follow me in your car and I am sure you won't regret it!" I knew instantly this had all been arranged by Megan and I was on a sure thing. I told her I would love to talk with her so she just did up two of the buttons to stop her breasts falling right out and then we gathered the two children and left together.