Olivia just stared at the computer monitor. She had elected to take college classes on line as opposed to going to a college. Even if her assignment was online, it didn't mean she understood it any better than if she had the instructor standing there.
Dan poked his head in his daughter's room, "Sorry to interrupt, I know you're busy. I just wanted to see if you would have time to help me put up Halloween decorations later?"
Olivia smiled at her dad. He really got into the holidays. Some of her best memories was helping him put up Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas stuff. He would have the front of their house and yard covered. "I'd love to dad, but I can't seem to get my assignment done."
"I thought you could ask questions just like in a regular class?"
"I can, I'm just tired of everyone seeing how stupid I am."
"On the contrary, I think you and your purple hair are quite smart."
Olivia giggled. Her dad had teased her from day one about her hair color, but he also supported her decision to do what she wanted when her mom went on the war path about it. "I'm afraid the dye did something to my brain."
Dan walked over and put his hand on her hair. "Don't tell your mom, but I like your hair. Besides, I can remember your true hair color, and your curtains don't match the carpet."
She liked the way his fingers felt running through her hair even as she felt herself blush, "Dad!"
Chuckling, Dan bent over her to see if he could help and luckily it was something he actually knew, but he would need to sit down. "Let's find a way for both of us to sit so I can help."
If she'd had a laptop and wireless internet, then they could have moved to the kitchen table or someplace, but she had a computer that was hard wired so moving it was not going to happen. "Why don't you get a chair and sit beside me?"
They soon discovered that one kitchen chair and her desk chair was not going to work, so they took her desk chair away temporarily so two kitchen chairs could be side by side. It also didn't take long for him to discover that his daughter had no bra on. All during the chair move, he had a hard time not looking at her shirt front.
Her dad explained what she didn't understand in a way that he hoped would help it sink in, and it did. She caught on quickly, "You should teach this class." She had just as quickly realized that her dad was staring at her breasts, or at least the nipples showing on the front of her shirt. She knew he couldn't see anything and that she should be embarrassed but instead of feeling uncomfortable about it, knowing he was looking made her feel sexy as hell.
For the first time, Dan was uncomfortable being near his daughter. He kept staring at her chest and knew he shouldn't. He fussed at himself each time but his eyes still strayed to her shirt front. He moved to stand, "Baby, I think I should go start the decorations now."
Olivia could hear the anxiety in her dad's voice; it only served to turn her on more. "What's the matter dad, tired of looking at the front of my shirt?"
Dan realized that she had seen him and felt even worse. "I'm sorry baby."
"If you feel bad then you probably don't want me to do this." Placing her hands under her breasts, she raised her breasts pushing them against her shirt front. This made her shirt tight across her breasts and really accented her nipples.
Dan saw his daughter practically push her tits at him and was so turned on his hands went to her shirt front almost on their own.
Olivia sucked in her breath, her eyes bulging out of her head. She had meant to tease her dad for making her feel turned on at his staring at her, but what she got was something else. Even as her nipples got hard her mind was trying to figure things out. Had she really meant to just tease him? Pleasure radiated from her nipples through her entire body. As she softly moaned, she guessed it really didn't matter if she meant for anything to happen or not. She was going to have to decide if she wanted it to go any farther.
Dan was flicking both of her nipples through her shirt. His daughter reacting to his touch only made him that much more excited. Grabbing her shirt he pulled the edge up. Dan saw his daughter lick her lips in anticipation and he pressed his mouth to hers.
Olivia's heart raced as she kissed her dad. How had this happened? She was getting a passionate kiss from her own dad and she was returning it with just as much intensity. She knew neither one of them had thought of doing anything like this, what had brought it on? Did she even care?
Dan felt her hard nipples against his fingers, her soft lips against his own. He was light headed with pure sexual excitement. His cock strained to be free of his jeans.
His touch was sending electric shocks through her. With her breathing getting faster, she pushed away, grabbed her shirt at the hem and pulled it off over her head. Placing his hands back on her breasts, her lips found his again.