In the kitchen Jake placed the final items into the lunchbox cooler. Today was move in day at St. John's College and his daughter Autumn was upstairs packing the last of her things. He felt slightly down at the thought her going off to school.
"Daddy?!?"
"Yeah, Cutie," Jake yelled at the ceiling.
"Can you please come help me?"
"Be right there."
He closed the cooler lid and zipped it shut. Jake exited the kitchen, put the Rtic container by the front door, then climbed the steps to Autumn's bedroom.
His daughter was sitting on her suitcase which was stuffed completely full. She was naked except for the tiny thong around her waist. Her legs straddled the corners of the nylon bag.
"Can you zip this for me, Daddy?"
Jake stared at her perky breasts. His gaze lowered to the small patch of material which covered her pussy.
"Are you leaving anything for when you come home for breaks," Jake chuckled.
He walked to the bed. Autumn sitting on the suitcase put them at nearly eye level. Their gaze locked.
Jake reached to one side of the bag and found the zipper. He slowly pulled it to the front of the luggage and stopped when his hand ended at the center of the v formed by her thighs. Then he repeated with the closure on the other side.
"Thank you, Daddy," Autumn said while reaching for his belt buckle.
Jake's cock began to swell inside his faded jeans.
"Honey, while I'd love to partake in whatever you've got on your mind, we really need to be getting on the road."
"Well," Autumn said, "shoving your cock down my throat was on my mind." She moved her hand from his belt buckle to the bulge forming to the left of his button fly. Her fingers traced the outline. "But road head would be fun too!! I'll wait then, Daddy!"
"You're not sucking my cock now OR once I'm driving. Now get dressed you little slut."
She slid from the suitcase and Jake hoisted it from the bed. Autumn smirked and thought "We'll see about that."
The trip would take them through the mountains into farm country. The curvy roads were dangerous even in the best of situations. He couldn't imagine doing it safely with Autumn's mouth smothering his tool.
Their destination was one of Jake's favorite areas of the state. His family had a cabin not far from St. John's. It was on the bank of the shallow river. The surrounding land had a bounty of natural resources. Part of his wealth was due to having a keen sense when to invest in these commodities, but even more so when to relinquish them before a market downturn.
Jake took the suitcase to the truck then returned to the kitchen for a couple bottles of water. The drive would take just under four hours. Once they left the Interstate there were limited options for a good meal. Neither he nor his daughter cared much for fast food. So they would stop about ninety minutes from the school at the scenic overlook to have the lunch he packed.
Autumn exited the house in a bright yellow spaghetti strap sundress. The fabric was speckled with small red poppies. Her shoulders were tanned from laying beside their pool over the summer. Her auburn hair was pulled back into a neat pony tail. The dress extended down just past her knees per the school dress code. A pale red thin cardigan was draped over one arm to comply with the "no bare shoulders" rule.
Jake opened the truck door and stood near the running board blocking her entry. They had a ritual of his daughter giving him a kiss before she entered the vehicle. In public it was a peck on his cheek. But today she raised her hand to his stubbled jaw and gave him a sensuous kiss on the mouth. Her tongue darted between his lips.
"Thank you, Daddy," she said then stepped onto the running board and hiked her dress to show her bronzed thigh.
Jake made sure she was settled on the bench seat then reached in, slid his hand under her apparel, and slipped his middle finger into her soft pussy. It was wet from anticipation. Autumn moaned with pleasure as he slowly inched his digit in and out of her silky hole. She grabbed his hand, thrust it towards her pelvis, then held it in place.
"Daddy," she sighed. "We need to hit the road, remember?" She pulled his sticky finger from her mound and raised it to her lips. She licked the length gently before taking it in her mouth. Then she cooed, "Let's go you pervert."
Jake shut the door and looked at her behind the window. She smiled coyly. He grinned back and winked.
As they rolled through town toward the interstate Autumn opened her large leather bag and began to search its contents. At the bottom she found what she was looking for as Jake pulled onto the entrance ramp. He didn't notice her hike her dress to her waist. But he did hear the vibrator buzz to life as he merged into traffic.
Autumn placed the toy between her legs and began to rub it around the modest piece of material covering her pussy. She scooted forward on the bench seat to make better contact.
Jake glanced over and saw her moving the toy up and down her crotch. She slid the thin strap of her sundress over her left shoulder and began to pull at her erect nipple. Her Daddy was mesmerized until he heard his tires make contact with the rumble strip.
"Damnit, Autumn," he said while calmly steering the truck back into his lane.
"What," she asked innocently.
Jake's cock pushed at his jeans. His daughter noticed the bulge. She unfastened her seatbelt and leaned toward him. A semi passed them as their vehicle descended a long hill. Jake stared intently on the road in front of them. As the tail end of the semi rushed past them he felt her reach for his belt buckle.
"No, young lady! You're gonna get us killed!"
Autumn was not deterred. She undid his belt and began to unbutton his jeans.
"Sshhhh. Just drive Daddy. I only want a little taste."
