Just a little note before we begin, no one in this story is under 18.
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The sun was setting on another beautiful day.
She walked along the beach; the sand under her feet, still felt warm from the hot sun.
Couples holding hands never noticed her pass; the seagulls glanced her way only briefly, she held interest as a source of food but they quickly moved on when they realized she didn't have any.
Walking on this lonely stretch of beach, the wind gently caressed her hair. Her loose clothing concealed a taut athletic body.
She found a spot and sat, watching the sun settle into the water and she waited.
When the sun had disappeared and darkness engulfed the beach, the light of the stars and the rising moon transformed everything into dark silhouettes and detail become hidden in shades of black.
She slipped off her sweater and eased her shorts off and left them sitting on the sand. Noting her location on the beach, she stood up and walked towards the water.
Her small feet brushed against the small gravely stones at the water's edge and then the warm water quickly rose up her calves.
Moving deeper, she felt the water rise to mid-thigh, she arched her back and dove into the surf. The clear water moving effortlessly against her naked body.
Continuing under the water, her long brown hair swept behind her and the water caressed her breasts and flowed between her thighs as her strong legs kicked behind her.
Rising to the surface and rotating onto her back, she floated on the surface of the water, the moonlight softly casting shadows on her skin, from the rise of her breasts to the smoothness of her abdomen.
Returning to the shore, refreshed, she noted her location and made her way back to her clothes.
A voice came from the darkness, a friendly reassuring voice, "One of these days, someone is going to see you and then you will be in trouble."
"Daddy, who is going to complain about a naked woman, swimming in the dark, really?"
Her father stepped towards her and handed her a towel, she dried her long hair and wiped off her face, breasts, and flat tummy. She never made any effort to conceal her nakedness from her him, picking up her clothes, and handing them to him to carry for her, along with the towel.
"Let's go for a walk Daddy, I feel like talking for a bit before we go in."
He smiled and took her hand, it felt so soft and warm in his.
They talked about her recent divorce again, like they had for the past couple of nights. The hurt, the pain, the loneliness that she felt after the discovery that her sexy, handsome husband in fact liked other sexy handsome men more than he liked her.
Her father squeezed her hand and said, "He is a fool, you are the most beautiful woman I know, you are kind, considerate, you are a great lawyer, you're smart, and fun to be with."
"You just say that because you are my dad, and you love me."
"I do love you, and just because I am your father doesn't make it untrue," he wrapped his arm around her and held her close.
She turned and hugged him, her father had been the one person she could count on, all through her life. He had been her rock, from before and all through the divorce.
Her father was an attractive man in his mid-fifties, divorced himself for many years, he had devoted his life to being a lawyer for the underdog's in life, he could have been a top lawyer in the city but he turned his back on the big law firms and devoted his practice to helping people who could barely afford to pay him.
He was the reason she had become a lawyer and why she loved working with him.
She had two younger sisters, who lived with her mother that she seldom talked to. They along with their mother did not share the same an opinion of her dad. They wanted the big house, the big cars, and the big money.
Her father wanted none of that, she loved his small waterfront cottage, it was tiny. Two bedrooms, a living room slash kitchen and a bathroom. It was cozy with its big fireplace and old furniture. It was surrounded by trees on three sides and the shore on the other. His car was equally unique to him, a 20-year-old jeep with oversize tires. Everything about him was real and strong; nothing was fancy or pretentious.
She had been staying with him, in the spare room, for about a month. He had said that she could stay as long as she wanted. He liked making her breakfast and they drove to work together, most days. Each night they would take a long walk together, and she felt she could tell him anything.
With each day, she had felt her feelings for him growing stronger.
Her passion for nudity did not bother him and she quite often was naked or nearly so. At work, she was the ultimate professional, but at home, with him, she was a free spirit, she could be herself.
She asked him, "if I wasn't your daughter, would you find me attractive?"
He smiled, "I meant what I said, you are the most beautiful woman, I know; if I was 20 years younger and not your father, I would be making love to your naked little body in the sand, right now."
"Would you really?"
"In less than a second, I am more comfortable with you than I ever was with your mother, and I have looked forward to every day that you have been here with me."
"Thanks Daddy," and she reached up and kissed him on the lips.
On that darkened, deserted beach, their kiss lasted a little longer than maybe it should have, but she never felt uncomfortable with him ever, and being held naked in his arms was exactly where she knew she should be. She shivered with this realization, and he mistook this for being cold and offered her sweater to her.
She allowed him to help put the sweater on and only smiled when his strong hands brushed up against her hard nipples. And he held her shorts for her and steadied her as she stepped into her shorts. Subtly brushing up against her smooth pussy and her curved ass.
With a swift pat on her butt, that was no accident, he said, "Okay, sexy, lets go home and watch a movie."
They held hands again, and walked the short distance to the cottage. Entering the house, he built a fire in the stone fireplace, and she found an adventure movie they both liked.
Curling up together on the couch, he sat with his arm around her. She fell asleep in his strong arms and did not wake up until he was reaching to turn off the TV.
"Did I fall asleep Daddy?"
"Just a little, lets get you to bed."
She stood up and kissed him again, "thanks for another great night daddy". This kiss was longer than the others, and for the first time, she probed his mouth with her tongue. Their kiss had more passion than before and she felt his hand squeeze her ass and it left her feeling excited and more than a little wet.
She went to bed naked and slept dreaming about her walks on the beach with her father, he went to sleep dreaming about the same thing.
The next morning, she awoke to the scent of fresh coffee and pancakes. The window in her room was open and breakfast was sitting on a tray at the end of her bed. She pulled the tray up to her and propped herself up with the pillows to enjoy her breakfast.
"Good morning beautiful," came her father's voice from the hallway and he came into her bedroom with his coffee and sat on the end of the bed.
She was sitting up, with the blankets covering her naked bottom half; but her top half, was fully exposed to her father. Her lovely 34B's and their erect nipples were standing proud. He was already dressed for work because he had court this morning.
Standing up, he said, "Got to go sweetie, I'll see you at the office later," He stood up and leaned over and kissed her full on the lips. She kissed him hard back, with her tongue deep in his mouth. He cupped one of her breasts and then the other, massaging her sensitive nipples between his thumb and index finger.
Her breathing became labored and then he slipped one hand between her legs and for the first time ever, massaged her sweet pussy.
"Daddy, that feels so nice, I wish you could stay here with me, longer."
She reached her hand out and felt the bulge in his pants, running her fingers along the length of his cock and said, "Good luck in court, I'll be thinking about you daddy."
"You are so beautiful and sexy, I want you to stay forever," he said as he left the room.
When she heard the car engine start, she laid back in the bed and rubbed her boobs, he had a nice sexy touch, but she knew from practice what she liked best. She continued to caress herself but also ran her fingers through her pussy. Lightly tracing her folds until finding her clit, she thought about her daddy and his touch this morning.
How he said he loved her and how he didn't want her to leave.
"I don't want to leave either daddy, I want to be your lover, I want to be yours," she said out loud to the empty room.
Her back arched and her body tensed as she fantasized about being taken by her daddy, her orgasm was driven by her thoughts about being his lover. She could do that, the age difference didn't matter to her, at 30, she was her own woman and to hell with what people thought.
She had dated many men before getting married and the more she thought about it, there had only ever been one man that she truly loved in the full sense of the word.
She lay with her fingers still in her pussy long after she had come, daydreaming about her daddy and the way he made her feel.
A text, shook her out of her dreamy thoughts, and she got up and got ready for work.
Shaving her body, including her pussy; showering, and dressing. She transformed into the professional lawyer and hopped into her car and sped to work. She arrived barely 5 minutes late, and their receptionist commented about how pretty she looked today. She returned the complement and went immediately to work.
Shortly after lunch, her father returned from court, victorious, and came into her office and closed the door. She stood up and rushed across the room and kissed him softly on the lips. They French kissed for an eternity, before he spoke.
"How would you like to go out for dinner after work?" he asked, "to celebrate the victory."
"That would be great daddy, do you want just go in our work clothes?"
