I dropped my wife off at the airport that morning, knowing full well what I had planned. For weeks my wife has been planning a business trip, and all the while, I have been planning to get her 18-year-old daughter, my daughter.
I got home and rushed about the house, taking the liquor bottles out of the cabinet and putting them on the counter. I went into her room and took a pair of her panties from her hamper as I have done so many times before, I licked them clean.
Around three in the afternoon I heard a car pull into our drive. I waited for her to come up that drive. Her red hair, so small only 5'2, tiny little body, pert breasts. She could make me rock hard just from brushing past me in the hall.
The front door opened and she walked in, tossing her book bag down in the entry way. She brushed past me. Moving through the living room and into the kitchen.
"My Mom gone?" She asked, taking a bottle of water out of the frige and sipping.
"Yep." I said as I moved next to her and poured myself a shot. I knew she was watching me, she watched me toss the first one down...the only one I would have. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing daddy..." She said and looked away
"What you want some?" I asked, waiting for her to take the bait.
"Mom would kill you.." She answered looking down at her feet. She was wearing a nice little black skirt and a red long sleeved top. Small little black baby-doll shoes with no socks. Her legs were bare and I just wanted to slide my hand right up her soft skin under her skirt to find her panties.
"Lets make a deal, this week, we tell mom nothing about anything that happens, and you and I will finally do some real bonding..." I said, pouring her a shot of the crown royal. She looked up.
