Ian glanced across at Susie, his daughter, as she sat next to him on the train as it pulled away from the station on its way to London. She quickly smiled back at him as they settled down for the journey, conscious that they were not alone β although the rest of the seats around them were empty, sat opposite her was Mike, her younger brother.
They were on there way up to London to spend some time at a job fair. Although Susie was still at University, the fair was important in considering her future, and she valued her Dad's advice on these things. It also gave them the opportunity to spend some together, which they'd always enjoyed. So, they were heading up to London for the whole weekend. They planned to spend the rest of Friday sight seeing, before going to the fair on Saturday, with a bit more sight seeing on Sunday, before heading home.
Well, as far as anyone else knew that was their plan. But they knew that they would spend much more time in the hotel than anyone would guess. And that they would spend that time together as they had enjoyed spending so much time together for the last year.
As lovers.
The trouble was Mike, who β at nineteen - was a year younger than Susie. A few days ago, he had announced that he wanted to go with them, so that he could catch up with some friends. Ian had desperately tried to put him off, saying he'd never get in the hotel, but Mike had already been on the Internet to book - it was all arranged. On hearing the news, Ian had phoned the hotel immediately, booking another room for Susie, their plans in shatters.
With a sigh, Ian turned away, but not before his eyes had once again drunk in just how beautiful Susie was. He felt his cock twitch as he thought about her, about his daughter, his lover.
She was wearing a tight jumper, with a zip down the front that stopped just short of her full, firm breasts. The jumper clung to her, and showed off her tanned belly, with the little gold cross hanging across her navel, each time she raised her arms or reached out. Even though she was wearing a bra, he was sure he could make out a hint of her nipples.
She was wearing a denim skirt that ended half way up her thighs, showing off her long legs. But as she sat next to him, her skirt had ridden up an inch or two, showing off more of her soft thighs to him. Out of the corner of his eye, Ian saw Susie reaching up to tie back her mass of auburn hair with a band, her breasts pressing forward with every movement. He stifled a moan, aware of the growing bulge in his jeans.
He turned slightly, looking past Susie and out of the window. But his eyes were drawn back to her, to her beautiful face. With her hair tied back, Ian looked across at Susie's graceful neck, at her pert nose with its sprinkling of freckles, at her full, kissable mouth. She was wearing red lip gloss, and just for a fleeting moment he thought about her lips sliding along his cock, the two of them naked together.
Beside him, Susie could sense her Dad's eyes on her, but she didn't dare look his way. Like him, she had been desperately looking forward to this weekend, to being along with him. In the months since they had last been properly together, during that unforgettable weekend in Rome, they had hardly been alone, just managing to grab a few stolen, often desperate, minutes together.
Until the previous evening, the last time they had been together had been six weeks ago, when Ian had taken Susie back to University. She was sharing a house with some friends, although each of them had their own room. After unloading all her stuff from the car, they had started to say their goodbyes, conscious of the other people in the house, of the other students arriving, of their friends and parents unloading their things.
They had tried to say goodbye, to be sensible, but then they were in each others arms, the door was being kicked shut, and Ian was backing Susie up against a wall. They fucked as if it might be the last time, clawing at each others clothes, Susie dragging Ian's long, hard cock from his jeans as he undid hers and pushed them down onto her thighs. They fucked stood up, awkwardly, desperately, both of them crying out as they came.
They had only just tidied themselves up when the door had crashed open as one of Susie's friends burst into the room. Ian had said his goodbyes then, leaving quickly, his heart pounding. The six weeks since then had seemed a long time, but at least they had this weekend to look forward to. Susie had got home the previous afternoon, ready for the weekend away. It was only then that Ian had told her of Mike's plan to join them in London.
The disappointment on Susie's face matched his own. In the evening, they sat in the lounge watching TV, sitting as close together as they dare. Susie had had a shower, and was sat in her towelling robe, gently rubbing her still damp hair from time to time with a towel, Ian watching her out of the corner of his eye, watching her naked body moving under the robe as she idly finger combed her hair. Mike was with them, while Megan, Ian's wife, was getting ready to go out for a couple of hours to a meeting.
Megan had said "see you later" to them all, only to come back a few minutes later to say that her car wouldn't start. Mike had recently got his first car, and quickly offered to drive her, wait around, and bring her back. As they left, Susie and Ian had looked at each other, hardly able to believe their luck.
As Susie thought about all this, she could sense her Dad's eyes on her again. She turned and smiled at him, before they both settled back, their eyes closed, thinking about the night before.
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The door had hardly closed behind the others before Ian and Susie were in each others arms. They kissed, their mouths crushed together, their tongues searching out each other, thrusting and exploring. Ian leant over Susie, pressing her into the corner of the settee as he tugged at the belt of her robe. He pulled the two sides free, her breasts springing into view, full and firm.
With a groan, Ian kissed her breasts, sucking and nipping at her nipples as he frantically undid his jeans. His cock sprung free, and this time Susie groaned as she reached between them, pulling his cock towards her as she slid down to meet him. And then he was inside her, deep inside her, both of them crying out their need, their lust, as he drove his cock into her, as she pushed her hips up to meet his driving thrusts.