Chris began dating again after years of taking care of his daughters and son after their mom left them to be a whoring tramp. Jen thought how could that bitch leave us, leave my dad? He is the greatest dad anyone could ask for. After her mom left when she was ten, he took care of her and her sisters and brother as best he could.
Jen is the baby in the family at eighteen and just starting her Senior year in high school. Crystal is twenty and still lives at home while she works and goes to community college. Josh is twenty-two and into his second hitch in the Marines, joining up just after he graduated high school. Samantha is twenty-five and works as a nurse, living just on the other side of town. Chris works at the prison a few miles away and has been there for 25 years. He works in the maximum-security area on the prison's special response team.
Her dad has been Jen's hero her whole life, for sacrificing what he wants, to make sure they were taken care of, that they could do their sports and clubs. Working a lot of overtime to provide them with what they wanted and to help pay for college and nursing school.
When her dad started dating again, Jen got a little jealous because his attention was no longer focused on them 100%. So, after he left for his first date in God knows how long, Jen called her oldest sister because she, Samantha, became the mommy of the family, helping Chris to raise them when she was seventeen after their mom left. Jen grabbed her phone and dialed.
"Hi Jen, what's up?" Samantha asked after seeing it was her baby sister calling.
"Hi Sam, dad's out on a date." Jen opened the conversation in a huff after Samantha finally picked up after what seemed like an eternity of rings.
"Ok.......and?" Samantha noted a small hint of jealously in her sisters' words.
"And what? Who is this woman? Has dad talked to you about her?" Jen asked, knowing their dad usually talked with the oldest of them most about his life, as Samantha was the one who took over the mommy role in the family to help raise and look after them all.
"Is daddy's baby girl jealous?" Samantha asked with a chuckle, knowing how protective her sister was of their dad, being the biggest daddy's girl of them all.
"No, I'm not jealous" Jen retorted a little sharply, although thinking about her daddy with any woman other than the three of them did spark some evil thoughts in her. What if she treated him badly like her mom did.
"Well, it sure sounds like you are." Samantha thought it was sweet that Jen was being so protective of their dad. Of all of them, Jen was the biggest daddy's girl, never wanting to be without him, always sitting on his lap when she was smaller to watch whatever show their dad was watching. They grew up watching sci-fi and action movies, wrestling and football.
When Jen was twelve Sam figured out Jen had her first crush on a guy during a pay-per-view wrestling event. Randy Orton, a God of a man-specimen, walked into the ring and did his showcase 'raise his hands up and worship-me-like-a-god' pose. His Greek-statue-like muscles glistening under the lights, the arrogance in his eyes, I mean what girl could resist. She saw Jen squeeze her legs together and her cheeks turn bright red as she shifted a little bit on the couch. From that point on her little sis was 'boy-crazy.'
"Well, I am not. I'm.... I'm just concerned for daddy. I mean what if she turns out to be just like mom was. He does not need someone like that again." Jen stammered, being caught of guard, was she just concerned for their dad, or was she jealous of him getting attention from another woman?
Samantha giggled, "Well what do you think dad needs then?"
"He needs someone to take care of him. He has done everything for us. Taken care of us at every turn, he deserves to be taken care of for once." Jen was thankful Samantha was on the phone and not standing in front of her when she said it, as an image flashed in her mind of another way her dad should be taken care of, making her cheeks flush bright red.
"Relax Jen" Samantha laughed "I'm sure dad will get 'taken care of' tonight."
"SAM!!!" Jen gasped "You mean he's going to get laid?"
"Oh-mah-God Jen, yes, he's going to get some tonight." Samantha blurted out. "You know how long it has been for him? He goes months without getting some tail. He is always taking care of us. But now that you are eighteen and a Senior, I'm sure he feels he can lighten up a bit and start relaxing. Maybe even get serious with someone." A smile crossed Samantha's face, knowing their dad could use some female companionship, more than what a man can get from his daughters.
"But... but... I mean..." Jen all flustered, she couldn't fathom the thought of her dad needing anyone.
"Jen, I do not mean to cut you off, but I've got the night shift tonight and need to get ready for work. Don't worry about daddy, he's a big boy. And if he wants to get some ass tonight, so much the better, he needs it, just like you and me." Samantha chided, in a rush to not be late.
"Fine, call me tomorrow and I'll see what I can find out between now and then." Jen said in a hurry, pulling the phone away from her ear and ending the call.
"Jen, don't you go..." Samantha tried to get out her warning to Jen before she was cut off. Jen hung up the call while Sam was halfway through what she was saying, knowing full well Jen tends to go to the extreme sometimes.
Her dad wasn't a tech guru, he did know how to use computers, but as technology gets better, the older generations tend to fall behind. So, it was easy to spy on her dad through her knowledge of tech and gadgets. She had always been a techy, always wanting the latest bits and bobs to play with, like the drone with a camera she picked out for her sixteenth birthday.
If her dad knew what she used that for she would have been in serious trouble. With it she got her first taste of voyeurism just days after getting it running and learning how to operate it. She flew it over to their neighbors' house and parked it in hover in the shade of a tree, so it was unseen and watched as Mrs. Jackson had some very freaky sex with someone who wasn't her husband, but that is a story for another time.
Jen went into her dads' room and powered up his computer, knowing he just left about thirty minutes ago, he was likely to be gone for a good four to five hours at least, even all night if he did indeed 'get some ass' as Sam had said. Plus, Crystal was working late, closing the coffee shop she worked at, so she had plenty of time.
She wanted to see what he was looking at or checking out on the net. She did this a lot, her dad not knowing she spied on him like this, but she was protective of her father and did not want some bitch taking advantage of him. She opened his online date site profile and read the latest messages. From what she could tell, nothing interesting or related to his date tonight. There were some messages from a few women wanting him to send cock shots, but he sent no reply to them so at least he was not getting caught up with those horny sluts.
So, who the hell was he going out on a date with? Her dad would usually tell them where he was going and with who just so they had an idea because he knew they always worried about him, but this time was different. That was unacceptable to her, she had to know, but nothing she found gave her any clue. She was frustrated, and when she got frustrated, she got horny, and when she got horny, well she needed some release.
She got up and snooped around her dads' room, knowing about the sex toys he had in the box in the nightstand. Sam said they were the toys their mom and dad had when they were together. She explained what they were a few years ago when Jen was fourteen and found them and asked Sam why dad had a rubber dick and a bunch of other odd things.