I always hated being a single dad until my daughters 17th birthday party. My daughter Stacy wanted to have her friends over to my place for a pool party, and being a So Cal native, we knew the weather would be very nice.
"Please daddy!" she begged me with pouting lips. She looked so much like her mother when she did that, and she knew I could not resist it. To bad her mother was not sweet like Stacy, I thought. Too bad she was a cold hearted bitch.
"Ok." I sighed. "But keep it small, and it has to be next Saturday, since this weekend is the weekend you stay at your moms."
Stacy leaned up and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, mumbled something about having so much to plan, and immediately got on her cell phone to her friends.
The time went by so quickly; I was so wrapped up in my job as a Realtor, Soon it was the Saturday morning when Stacys' party would be. She showed up at about 1 pm, with balloons and banners and 2 close friends, all dressed in skimpy bikinis.
"Hi Daddy!" Stacy said as she leaned in to give me my greeting kiss. "You remember Anna and Kim, right? They are going to help me with decorating for the party tonight."
Anna and Kim were both a little older than Stacy, and had fully matured as beautiful young women. I needed to remind myself that I was much older than them and I should not be checking out my daughters friends anyways.
After a quick hello to them, I turned and asked Stacy "So how many people are coming tonight? And you didn't invite any boys did you?" I tried my best to be a good parent.
Stacy put the party supplies on the couch, and turned to me quickly. "Dad, you are such a kidder!" She socked me in the arm and it actually kind of hurt. "I only invited 5 girls, and no boys, just like I promised you I would."
Stacy and the other two girls moved out by the pool, and I went upstairs to my office to try to get some paperwork done. It was sure hard when I saw Anna and Kim teasing each other and playfully splashing the still lukewarm pool water on each other.
It was going to be a nice night, in the upper 80's, for the pool party. I hoped the girls would have a good time. I went downstairs to offer the girls something to eat , but they all declined. Anna called me Mr. Parson, which made me feel really old.
"Stacy, can I get a quick word with you for a sec?" I asked her as they finished the decorating. She turned to her friends who were now laying out on the lounge chairs and working on their tan while the sun was still up.
"Be right back guys" she yelled over her shoulder to her friends as she came in the house. Once she closed the slider behind her, she surprised me with a quick tight embrace.
I could feel her nearly naked body against me, and had to remind myself that this was my daughter, and I should not get excited over this.
"Daddy, thank you so much for letting me have this party here. You are the best!" she squealed in delight as she kissed my cheek again.
"Your welcome, doll. Just because you live with mom most of the time doesn't mean this isn't your house too.
" Now there are a couple of rules." I continued. "No drinking since you are all too young to drink. I don't want any trouble here at all or this whole party is shut down." I put on my best stern face.
Stacy mock saluted me. "Aye Yi, captain my captain." She giggled at me. "Is that all?" She began to move back toward the slider door.
"There is one more thing." I said as I casually sipped my lemonade, a sneaked a peak out back at the sunning beauties by the pool. They were giggling about something like most young women do.
"Who else is coming to this today? You said 5 people? Do I know them all? We didn't really get a chance to talk about that."
Stacy sighed. Here it comes, I thought. "Oh Daddy. You trust me right?" she asked with a coy smile.
"Yes..." I slowly said, almost as a question, waiting for the rest of the story to come.
"You don't have to worry. Anna and Kim, of course, and then Becky, Tanya, and Shelly." She replied. "No boys at all. It's just your typical all female pool party"
I knew all of the girls as long time friends of my daughters except for one. "Who is Shelly? Have I met her?"
"No. Not yet. You will tonight." Stacy said as she nibbled on a baby carrot. "I work with her at the mall. She is my floor manager. But she is cool dad, I promise"
I relaxed some immediately. "Ok sugar. You girls have a good time. I will stay upstairs and out of the way in my office if you need me for anything,"
I went back up to my room, and tried my best to think of how young these beauties downstairs were, and how old I was as I watched them lather them selves up with tanning oil, rubbing it all over each other.
Anna was a year older than Stacy, and her birthday was a couple months ago, so I was pretty sure she was 18. Kim was younger then Stacy by a couple of weeks, so I knew she was younger. So, I reasoned, I will just have to keep my eyes to myself or at least just look at Anna. Not that that was bad.
Anna was about 5 10, mostly legs, and tits. She carried around at least D cups on her chest that always made me think she was going to have back problems when she got older. Unless, of course, she found someone who would help her to hold those big boys up.
I pulled the shades down on my window, but upturned just one of the slats so I could see the pool without being seen. Soon the other girls arrived. Becky and Tanya were both 17, and arrived with the new girl following right behind. I heard Stacy squeal with delight and run over to give Shelly a big hug. Shelly hugged back, and began to pull off her clothes.
It was all I could do not to drop my pants right on the spot. First of all, she was a red head. I have a major thing for redheads, and it was quickly growing to its full length of 7 inches when I saw Shelly slide her t-shirt over her head.
