This is purely fiction. You can skip ahead to the spicy scenes if you'd like. It will be after the three asterisks (***). Enjoy!
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Dad was sitting on the lounge chair provided by the clinic, looking through the various magazines offered about the benefits and improvements of Lasix surgery. Dad had always been a little near sighted so when he got this deal from his friend, he decided to take it.
"How long does the recovery process last?" He asks, turning to look at me.
"Within 2 days you should be able to see but according to the doctor, you should rest your eyes for roughly a week," I say, recalling how the doctor ran through the procedure with us earlier.
He sighs and puts down the magazine, "Are you sure it's okay that you'll help me while your mother works? It won't hinder your studies?"
I nod, smiling, "It's no problem, dad. It's just a few weeks and I don't mind helping you."
Just then, the doctor comes out and mentions dad's name, "Dmitri?" Dad stands up. The doctor motions for dad to come into the clinic and dad disappears behind the door as the doctor closes it behind them.
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"Careful, now." I say as I guide dad out of the car. He stumbles a little, unfamiliar with the newfound feeling of being unable to see. A white visor that blocks out sunlight was given to him as a gift while he recovers and he was strictly ordered not to take them off for the next two days while he recovers.
"Damn. I'm not used to this. I'm so sorry, Annie," dad says, sighing defeatedly as I let him hold my shoulder to guide him into the house.
"I told you it's fine, dad," I say. Thousands of thoughts run into my mind as we walk into the house. 2 days of dad not being able to see, probably even more given that he has to wear the visor at night or in a glaring environment.
I help settle him into his bed as he lies down. He thanks me for the help and reassures me that he'll be fine. I left him a bell to call for me if ever he needed assistance.
Dad has always been muscular. He used to compete for physique competitions until he met my mom. He let himself go but still takes good care of himself and visits the gym regularly but not as religiously as before. I make my way to the door and stare at him for a good moment before closing the door.
- Night time -
I wake up in a jolt, realizing that the sun had already set and the outside of my window was dark. I quickly headed downstairs to prepare a meal for dad. I turn on my phone and see a message from mom.
"Hi sweetie. Will work overnight. There's a lot of patients coming in today. Don't wait for me, I love you. Xoxo - mom"
I smile as everything was going according to plan. I put my phone away, get the meal I made, and I made my way up.
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Dad was lying there, snoring, sprawled out. Sheets covered his body as he slept. I make my way to his bedside and leave his meal there. I undress myself and I sit beside him, making sure not to make a sound.
I slowly move the sheets and see his exposed leg. Dad often slept nude as he was used to sleeping alone before he had met my mom. I pull the covers back even more to reveal his flaccid member. A pang of lust hits me and I could feel myself getting wetter in anticipation. I've always fantasized about this.
I gently touch his dick, making sure not to startle him. My hand makes its way around his girth and I look at him, still snoring away.
It's now or never. I lean over and take his dick into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the head of his shaft and make my way down, filling my mouth up with his length. I could feel him getting harder at the stimulation and I bob my head up and down his 8 inch dick.
He moans in his sleep and his hand instinctively goes onto my head, pushing my mouth downwards onto his raging hard meat. I nearly choke but I manage to control it and continue.
With his dick now wet with my saliva, I decided to make my move. I get onto the bed and rub my pussy lips on his saliva-covered cock. I let out a small moan and I suddenly feel his hands grip my thighs and I freeze.
"Baby? Is that you?"
I don't respond. I stay motionless on his dick.
"Just got home from work and you instantly want a piece of me, huh? Is Annie asleep?"
No, dad. She's right here, her pussy right on your wet dick, aching for it to be inside her.
I realized that if I stayed motionless even after sitting on his dick, he would probably figure it out, especially since I'm not talking. I continue my motion on his dick, rubbing it against my pussy as he starts to grunt and moan.
