Chapter 1: Jon
It happened so suddenly.
No warning. Nothing.
I have this habit. You see, I can't sleep. I don't operate like most people. My wife on the other hand sleeps like the dead. She hits the bed and she dies. I hit the bed and I can't stop thinking, can't stop shifting and just can't sleep, like at all. Oddly, I'm used to it. At a very young age I ended up getting used to the fact that I only ever get 3-4 hours of sleep.
My daughter is just like her mother, hits the bed and sleeps like the dead. Nothing can wake these two up, not a thunder storm or an earthquake and believe me mother nature has tried. Funnily enough, the smell of bacon in the morning wafting through the air gets the job done.
My daughter and her best friend Alexis are two peas in a pod. Ever since we moved into the neighborhood and introduced ourselves to our neighbors those two really hit it off. Since then we haven't managed to tear those two apart and Alexis has practically become part of the family.
I'm glad our little girl found herself a good friend and not only that, a good influence. Its almost as if they haven't grown up since they were little, other than the growing love for video games they are still the sweet and innocent little girls we love.
Very early on I found out that Alexis is a lot like me. Usually when my wife goes to bed I tend to sneak downstairs and watch tv until sleep finally hits me, then I would make my way back to my bed and cuddle my wife and sleep. One night about two months after Alexis started to sleep over I made my way downstairs and found her watching tv.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't sleep." She said embarrassed, "I decided to watch tv, I hope that's okay."
"That's funny." I replied, "I was about to do the same, mind if I join you?"
And just like that, almost every night Alexis slept over the two of us spent time together at night watching tv until our tiered eyes took over before we went on our ways to sleep.
We kept up this routine for about 9 years. Alexis's parents rarely allowed her to watch tv, so this was like candy for her and not only that I would always let her watch shows and movies that she was not allowed to watch. Of course, within moderation, nothing too crazy.
It was almost as if over time her and I became best friends. During our late night tv time we would occasionally talk about anything and everything, life and friends. Alexis would ask me for advice on how to deal with and manage her friends while juggling school and I would give her sound advice... I think. I'm not too good at the advice thing.
Everything changed around her 18th birthday. Alexis and her family had been gone for almost an entire month during the winter. If I remember correctly they took a family vacation too Hawaii.
When Alexis came back the first thing she did was have a sleepover with my daughter. I don't know exactly what about her had changed, maybe it was the light tan that covered her once pristine slender body or maybe it was because something clicked inside that made it so that I was no longer looking at her as a young girl but a young woman.
I was sitting at the dining room table on my day off eating my wife's famous pancake breakfast when Alexis came running through, my daughter leading her through the house to show off the new tv we had installed in the media room. From what I could gleam from the brief conversation they had they were going to watch Lord of the Rings. I'm glad I sound proofed that room when my I started using it for my gaming sessions, fallout 4 can get loud...
In the moment that my daughter ran by with Alexis in tow was enough to set a fire in my loins. Like running through a pool time slowed down just enough for me to catch every single detail of her perfectness.
Like a classic movie trope, when the two girls ran by time seemed to slow down and all I could see was Alexis' short slim frame bouncing through the room. Her long brown hair that would normally fall to her mid back was tied up neatly in a long braid that curved over her right shoulder. The usual clothing that she would wear around the house seemed to accentuate her natural sexiness, making me wonder how I've never noticed her before.
Her tight pink cropped knit halter top that used to be her mums fit her body splendidly and her plump supple breasts that were clearly a size too large for her frame forced the fabric of her shirt to cling greedily to her tanned skin which fully accentuated her wondrous curves. Peaking out between the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her cheap black tights were a beautiful pair of hip bones alongside a pair of tantalizing lines that formed a 'V' on her tight fit stomach that seemed to point the way to her sacred treasure. Her mother being a yoga instructor started teaching women's only classes so that her daughter could participate. I'll you one thing, those classes have clearly paid off because other than going to school in extremely conservative clothing that showed and highlighted nothing her comfortable 'at home clothing' showed off everything that was perfect about her.
Passing by Alexis quickly flashed me a sweet innocent smile, of course I replied in kind while trying to hide my body's growing instinct to mate. If you know what I mean.
They ran by in suck a quick hustle that in their hurry they bumped into the table into the small end table knocking over the large stack of junk mail that my wife decides to keep jolting me out of my trans. Looking at the state of the floor with socked expressions that seemed to say "woops," were the two girls who had lost their luster.
Taking a deep breath which clearly showed my annoyance, I started to stand before Alexis spoke, "I'm sorry!" quickly moving to pick up the pamphlets that had fallen closest to me making my daughter follow suit.
"Sorry dad." My daughter said.
"It's fine, girls." I said making myself comfortable, so I could finish my food, "Just be a bit more careful."
"We will." Said Alexis.
"Why don't you let Alexis clean this up while go clean up your mess you left in the game room last night." I said with a stern voice while glaring daggers at my daughter, "go clean up your mess and out everything back before you show Alexis here your new game."
"Yes dad." She said in a sad tone before getting up making her way through the small hallway to the double doors.
Openly sighing I made sure she left the room before I spoke again, "don't rush Alexis." Looking up at me puzzled while crouched on the floor I continued, "it's going to take her a while to clean up her mess so take your time."
Laughing inwardly Alexis continued to slowly clean up the mess she had made. I tried to sound agitated while speaking, Alexis picking up on the hints in my voice listened, no doubt thinking "he probably wants me to make sure I do a good job," and so she continued to pick up her mess. I made sure to keep an eye on her making it look like I was observing her progress so that she would do her job correctly but in reality, I couldn't stop staring at her.
While she had been crouched on the ground the heavy dining room lights shone on her making the fabric of her cheap black leggings that had been stretched out fully see through giving a wondrous full view of her tight little behind. Soaking in the beautiful view in front of me I made sure to engrave every little detail into my memory. Alexis was wearing a small pink thong, no doubt bought behind her parents back, I probably have my wife to thank for that.
I could see the thin pink fabric run along her ass crack, her tight round cheeks spread apart from her being on her knees. Licking my lips, I adjusted the growing tension in my pajama pants before opening my mouth, "don't forget to get the slips under the cabinet." I said pointing to the small gap between the floor and the china cabinet.
As if seeing it for the first time Alexis sighed realizing just how much of a mess they had made. Getting on all fours Alexis crawled taking no more than two steps before she pressed her head to the floor so that she could peer into the space between before reaching out her hand to fish out her mess.
"Thank you." I said sounding a little more satisfied than I had intended while discretely rubbing my now fully-grown lust that was like a cucumber sticking to my thigh.
"It's no problem." She grunted trying to fish out every piece of paper. The entire time she was on the ground she was entirely oblivious to the erotic show she was giving me. Her face, which was now fully pressed against the hardwood floor was focused on the task at hand while her ass which swayed from side to side was up in the air almost inviting me to take her. This position was completely different from her previous one, before I could only see her round bubbly but spread for my viewing pleasure but now I could see her soft plump mound peaking through the fabric of her leggings.
In her new position I took full pleasure in watching as the outline of her meaty plump mound continuously strained against the fabric. The thin black fabric of her leggings which had been stretched completely see through complimented the pink fabric of her thong that loosely covered her. Staring more intently I could see that the flimsy pink fabric had also been misplaced due to her new position. The thin triangular fabric which probably covered most of her was no barely doing its job. It was obvious by just looking that her meaty plump pussy was a bit to puffy for the fabric to fully cover her because the triangular fabric was pulled almost completely to one side almost revealing her slit completely while the lower half had been pulled upward towards her naval showing off the lower part of her and if it wasn't for the attached fabric that ran up through her crack I would no doubt be able to see a winking virgin hole.
Once again shaken from my happy place, my daughter came out of the media room looking satisfied. "Alexis! I'm done. Let's go kill some zombies!"
Finished picking up the fallen papers Alexis stood up with an equally satisfied look, "okay!"
"Sweetie." I said in an extremely stern and strict tone, "are you sure you did a good job?"
"Yup." She said with a big smile.
"Are you sure that if I go in there right now I won't find junk under the couch?" I said putting down my spoon pretending to get up. Of course, if I stood up now the girls would see my raging erection bulging in my pajama bottoms.