The party had been great. It was really good that Lara had been able to convince her father to let them have the family beach house for the weekend. There were only supposed to be a few girls at the party; some of Lara's high school friends. At 18 her father wanted to give her some responsibility and this would double as a last chance for some of them to meet before leaving for different colleges the next year.
Lara's Mom hadn't been so sure, but was convinced that on balance it was probably a good idea to let the girls sample a little freedom. After much debate and not a little pleading from her daughter she had finally caved in and given her blessing. The beach house was only just over an hours drive from their home in the suburbs so if anything happened they would be able to get there fast enough.
So the party had been great. There had been more people than the half dozen girls who were staying there had expected. Numbers had swelled to around one hundred with loud music and plenty of drinking. A few people had disappeared down to the beach to smoke some pot in the sand dunes and make love in the moonlight. Most were just happy to party a way in the house and its grounds.
At midnight Lara's father, Ron, got a rather irate call from a neighbour of the beach house property telling him about the noise and the numbers of people. At first he was inclined to think it was the moaning old sod who lived permanently next door and hated the weekenders, but then his wife gave him the 'I told you so' lecture.
Eventually around 12.30 he was convinced to take a drive down there and have a look for himself. She told him that he could always stay and come back in the morning if he thought he had to. So he backed the big black and silver SUV out of the drive and headed off into the fine, still summers night.
Meanwhile back at the party the revellers were beginning to call it a night. Some had drunk too much and collapsed on beds and couches to sleep off their mistake. A few couples had made their way to beds as well for a quick tumble before dawn. Those returning from the beach found the atmosphere returning to normal and moved on to other parties.
This was the scene that Ron came upon as he pulled into the parking area at the base of the drive, hidden from the house by a row of bushes. It was 1.45. Already he could sense what had been going on, but his mind didn't think much of the problem as all was fairly quiet now. The music had stopped and there were no noises coming from the house.
As he walked along the concrete path toward the building he was met by his daughter and one of her friends.
"Daddy, Daddy, what are you doing here?" She asked nervously. He could tell immediately she had been drinking, but she didn't seem at all drunk.
"Nothing hon', we just heard there was a bit of a party down here that's all. Thought I should come and check," he smiled back.
"They've all gone now Daddy. We promise we will tidy up tomorrow Daddy," she looked at him with pleading yes.
"That's ok baby, I don't think there is a problem here," Ron laughed. "That old guy next door rang and said there was some noise and you know what a panic your Mom can make of things. Maybe I should come in for a drink and then head off and leave you girls alone, at least that would satisfy your Mom."
"Ok Daddy," Lara agreed. "If that's cool with you."
He looked at his teenage daughter and her friend and thoughts of his own youth, when little hotties like these were almost like prey to him, came flooding back. These days their skimpy clothing and shapely body combined to increase his arousal. Over the years having a daughter had brought him into contact with many of these fantasy creatures, leaving him with a hard-on that required some manual control in the bathroom later.
That night was no different, here he was confronted by two such lovelies. He felt his cock twitch as he followed the two shapely butts back to the house. Ron had consumed a few drinks himself that evening and was feeling particularly at ease with himself.
Inside a few others were still moving around the house. Everything seemed to be in relative order. There were some empty glasses and bottles and the place smelled like a party had taken place but really it was all over. He smirked thinking that at least he didn't have to worry about the clean up. He also grinned at the number of young beauties that were walking around or lounging in chairs and couches.
One of the young teen girls was reclined asleep in one of the big soft lounge chairs. Ron noticed her in particular because she wore no top. At first he opened his mouth to demand Lara cover her friend, but then his lust took control and he just stared at the two beautiful young mounds rising up and down before his eyes, the nipples hard in the night air.
Another couple were making out on one of the couches, but fully clothed. How long would that last, Ron wondered with a grin as he followed the two girls through to the kitchen. In the kitchen there was a row of empty glasses and bottles, a rubbish tin bursting at the top with discarded paper plates and empty pizza boxes.
Lara walked to the bench and started to rinse a glass. Another girl walked in saying 'hi' to Ron as she passed. He watched the sway of her butt as she exited the far door toward the bedrooms. He knew her as one of Lara's many friends, recognised the face but couldn't place the name. As the door closed behind her he was suddenly filled with an overwhelming desire to follow her, in part just to be nosey at what might be happening in the five bedrooms and in part to chance his luck with the young hottie he had just seen.
He snapped out of his trance, realising his cock was now rock hard in his pants. He needed to escape this place of temptation before he did take advantage.
"On second thoughts baby let's forget that drink, I better get back to your Mom, it's getting late. There's no problem here, you enjoy the rest of the weekend. But make sure you tidy the place properly before you go, ok?" Ron said. He felt his voiced getting dry as he stared longingly at the girl standing next to Lara, a tall slim blonde called Janelle. "I think I can trust you and Janelle to look after things?"
"Sure Daddy," Lara answered with a grin. "Whatever you say."
Lara gave her father a kiss on the cheek and Ron turned to walk out. He went back through the lounge where the half naked teen still lay slumped in the chair, his eyes lingered on her form as he walked through, meaning he almost bumped into another teen girl coming in the door.
"Sorry," he smiled as her soft breasts bumped his arm as the girl moved to avoid the collision.
"No problem Mr Taylor," the blonde said.
"Oh, it's you Stephanie, I didn't recognise you. I was just leaving," the embarrassed older man said.
"Yeah. I thought you weren't coming here tonight?" Stephanie was the confident one of the group of friends.
"I'm just going honey. You girls have all grown up so much...it's hard to believe." Ron could feel his temperature rising. "You're all young women now...I feel so old..." His voice trailed off.
Stephanie laughed. "Have you seen Tabby? We haven't seen her for a while...most of us were down on the beach and she didn't come with us for some reason."
"No hon' I haven't. Do you think she is lost?"
"No...no. She had drunk quite a bit so maybe she is sleeping it off," Stephanie laughed. "I'll check on her now."
"You do that...and look after her," Ron said, smelling the sweet perfume that wafted from Stephanie's hair.
