Spring Break 2004 is a week I'll never forget. It's seared into my memory as the most debaucherous and depraved of my life and I still fantasize about it to this day.
When my daughter Jennifer, who was a college senior at the time, came home for vacation, she brought along a friend. I thought it would be a good idea, but there was no way to know how scandalously it would end.
To set the scene: I was 46, recently divorced, an empty nester, and facing a midlife crisis.
I wasn't the sort of divorcee who immediately dated and fucked around. Maybe that's because I didn't have much pent up sexual frustration. In fact, I had loved my wife dearly but she cheated and it had to end. Instead I took the evasive route, pretended everything was okay. Buried myself in work and the gym, though my new muscles went unused.
So when Jen came home for Spring Break that year, when I was at my most vulnerable, my life so chaotic... It was the perfect storm.
My daughter's friend, Kenzie, was the first woman to stir my balls in a while. She was California born and bred, and in our area outside Houston we didn't get too many valley girls.
About 5'5", she showed off her lean, tan tummy in a crop top and those low rise jeans the girls used to wear. Dyed blonde hair, natural blue eyes, a little too much makeup, belly button and nose rings; it was all sorta trashy but that just added to her 22 year old minx appeal.
I'd met a few of my daughter's other friends but Kenzie was far more provocative. She looked good, she smelled good, and she knew it.
She greeted me with bedroom eyes, "Nice to meet you, Mr. McLaughlin," and reached out her dainty hand.
To my surprise, when I met her gaze she snuck a horny lip bite and looked like she wanted to rub my arms. Like I said, I'd been working out and to be honest it showed. I'd actually just walked in from the gym and was in a tank top with a fresh pump. I'd seen other women check me out and with no ring on my finger my unchained penis reacted freely.
I inhaled after saying hello then had to exit so my dick wouldn't show. I'd popped an instant boner looking down at her small, well-sculpted tits and I was wearing basketball shorts! Kenzie didn't seem to notice and whipped her long hair back before giggling at my daughter.
Palming my package in the next room, I heard, "your dad is like... soooo hot..."
"Unhh..." I grunted, my ego now bigger than I thought possible. Along with my dick!
I ran to the shower and quickly got to masturbating. Damn... that tight fuckin' body.... What I'd do to see it bouncing on my hairy cock. To spread open that tiny pink cunt.
As I stroked, I wondered if I could actually pull this off. Or if I even would.... She thinks I'm sexy though, right? I heard her say it.
And my single friends told me about younger girls who have a thing for "Daddies". That they love older men. I thought they were bullshitting but the way Kenzie looked at me says they might be right.
"Hmm..." I thought. "I already have a daughter..."
But becoming Kenzie's dad wasn't my goal. Fuck no. I was gonna be her Daddy, she my little daughter-wife.
"FUCK!"
I whipped my hand off my dick, not wanting to cum just yet; I loved the lustful state she'd put me in. But maybe edging myself wasn't so smart because the second I smelled her perfume downstairs my dick started tingling.
I'd pretty much stopped jerking off post-divorce since the act made me too upset, so I'd barely cum in a month. My nuts had so much pent up jizz and I wanted to blast it all in Kenzie's warm hole. I wanted her sweet pussy leaking my seed, her tan ass covered in my hand prints, her slender neck bruised from my grip....
"Dad, you okay?"
"Oh uh, yeah, sorry."
I walked into the room but got stuck fantasizing when I saw Kenzie bent over the couch, her hips flaring out from her tight waist. When she lifted up and looked back, she recognized why I'd been distracted and giggled coquettishly.
"So, what are you girls gonna do while you're here?"
"Ride the horses, watch movies, drink wine...."
"I wanna swim!" Kenzie popped in. "I need to work on my tan."
My mouth watered thinking about her in a bikini and the erotic tan lines it would produce...
"Of course we're gonna swim! And maybe we'll hit town too. Go to some bars."
"Meet some boys?" I asked with a wink. My daughter rolled her eyes.
"I don't need to meet any boys," Kenzie commented with what seemed like a hint of seduction.
"Why, cuz you have a boyfriend?" my daughter asked, sounding irritated. "Come on, we both know he sucks. Who cares if you guys have been dating since middle school, it's time for a fresh start!"
Kenzie was still looking at me and I couldn't help but feel her comment was directed towards me. I had to concentrate so my boner wouldn't visibly twitch in my shorts.
"Just don't get up to anything too naughty while you're here."
"We won't," Jen replied, but Kenzie's Cheshire grin made me not so sure.
Shortly after, Kenzie went to Jen's room to change. And change she did!
When she stepped out she was in the skimpiest bikini I'd ever seen. The top just barely covered her perky little tits and the bottoms rode up her soft, peachy ass like dental floss. From the front, I could nearly make out her puffy pussy lips as they tried to poke out.
"Fuckin' hell...." I muttered, then put on my own suit to maximize my time with this hottie.
That might sound perverted but I don't give a fuck. There was a 10/10 bikini'd babe walking around my backyard and I wasn't gonna miss it.
This also provided me with an opportunity to show off my own physique, which Kenzie fell right into. I gave a smug grin when she eyed me up and down as I strutted out the door. But I too did my fair share of gawking.
"Let me get on your shoulders," my daughter asked after a few laps.
Jennifer hopped on and I swung her around before throwing her off. We repeated this a few times and it was nice to share quality time with my daughter.
"Can I try?" Kenzie asked curiously from the side.
"Why not," I shrugged, though I wasn't sure it was a good idea.
It ended up being an amazing one because after I dunked into the pool, Kenzie's soft legs wrapped around my neck. Then her bubble ass plopped right on my shoulders!
"EEEEEEE!!" she squealed as I lifted her out of the water.
I stood with my big hands wrapped around her thin ankles, one of which had an anklet. She had gorgeous feet, petite and slender with high arches. Her toes were painted white with a few rings, all of which added to the California vibe.
But even better than her feet were her thighs! Sweet and succulent, they gripped my neck as I swayed her around. Each lurch made her squeeze tighter, choking me with heavenly soft skin.
I took a risk, partially by accident, and rubbed up her calf. She didn't seem to notice, or didn't mind, so I did it a few more times while pretending to balance.
"AHHH! Don't drop me! I'm so high up! You're like soooo tall!"
"And he's pretty strong too, huh?" my daughter added proudly. "I keep telling him to get out there and date. He's good looking enough, I'm sure some fish would bite! Besides, Mom already has a boyfriend so you have to catch up."
"WHAT?!"
I tried to remain calm since Kenzie was still on my shoulders but this was news to me! My ex-wife is beautiful and I knew she'd have no trouble finding another man, but this quickly?! Really???
"Yeah, some guy named Keith."
Keith. That fucking cunt. SHE'S FUCKING KEITH??? HER COWORKER???? I was fuming at this point but had to hold it in to not upset the girls.
"Don't worry, Mr. McLaughlin. I'm sure you'll have no problem finding a date," Kenzie said rather flirtatiously, with a head tap to boot.
I rubbed up her leg again, this time passing all the way to her smooth inner thigh. I squeezed and she giggled.
"Stoooppp.... AH!"
I lifted Kenzie up from underneath and chucked her in the water. When she got up she gave me a playful smack then tried to hop back on.
I was evasive at first, playing into her game, and soon it felt like I was back in college flirting with a coed. My daughter was distracted by her book so I took the opportunity to touch Kenzie even more. I picked her up by her trim waist and threw her to the side.
"Stoppp..." she pouted, but slipped a shy smile underneath.
"But you're so easy to toss around," I said with probably too much confidence, then chucked her again.
She feigned annoyance and scoffed, "Ugh, well since you can't stop I'm just gonna have to get out and tan."
Before exiting at the ladder, she dipped her head in the water and let her long hair flow back. Then she walked up slowly, letting me drink in her youthful hips and athletic cheeks, just barely covered by her thong. She turned back after and blushed, her cool-girl veneer melting under an older man's gaze.
"You girls want some drinks?"
"Margaritas please!"
It was only 3PM but I figured a little booze on vacation never hurt. Plus I was curious to see how flirty Kenzie might get with some cocktails in her.
As expected, the more drinks in our systems the lower our inhibitions dropped. Our splashing was now mixed with subtle grazes and sly grins. My daughter, even drunker than us, had no suspicion of our budding courtship.
I wasn't sure I'd actually get to fuck Kenzie, but we had undeniable chemistry. And though our flirting at the pool never got too naughty, I did get to graze up on her pussy once. She let out a pained "uh!" and was too shy to look at me after.
The girls eventually headed back inside to shower. It was dinner time so I ordered us pizza and set up a movie on the couch. When they got out I heard Jennifer making more margaritas.
"One for me too, please!" I asked.
Over the blender, Kenzie said, "you're a really cool dad."
"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself," I replied, and she blushed.
Emboldened by the booze, I put my arm around her and gave her a half hug. Then, remembering my daughter was feet away, I let go, but I fucking loved how she fit...
"You smell good," I complimented as we trailed Jen to the family room. I was leaning into the college approach and it was fun to feel flirty and youthful again.
"Oh, thanks..." she whispered, and I wondered if she'd put on that sweet spritz just for me.
My couch is U-shaped with two long ends so Kenzie, as the guest, sat in the middle. The girls had rented The Ring and we pressed play once the pizza arrived.
"Seven days...."
