To be honest, I must admit I have my own demons that I struggle with. But somehow, facing yourself in the mirror and answering to yourself is one thing, discovering your treasured daughter has decided to be involved in a mess as dark as mine was troublesome at first. I still wonder if I truly regret ever picking up her phone and wandering through her recent text messages with her best friend, Chrissie.
I have been an every other week parent to Kerry for over a dozen years. Her Mother and I just gave up on a good marriage for basically no good reason at all. The flame went out and neither of us fought to bring it back. Thankfully it never got down to the nasty fighting that can tear lives apart forever; instead we peacefully walked away from each other and kept Kerry above it all.
Kerry accepted our situation with beauty and grace, almost seeming to enjoy having two houses she could call her own. Nancy (her Mother) and I did a good job of co-parenting, or so I thought. I was even invited to Nancy's Wedding a couple years ago when she and Steve finally tied the knot after dating for over 5 years.
Kerry is now 20 and taking full advantage of being able to live at home while taking on the challenges of a College education. She is a good student and is striving to become an Environmental Lawyer. I tried to move her into Land Management Law, but she has a stubborn streak in her, which I'm sure she inherited from me. She is very beautiful in that kind of nerdy innocent way.
I am quite the introvert when it comes to dating and meeting ladies. Maybe that is why I became involved in my secret little fantasy club. This is a special place hidden from the world deep in the woods, 20 miles out of town. This is a place where men and young ladies live in a world where the rules have been left behind. This is where Fathers bring their Daughters when they want to tear down the walls of innocence, and explore the dark side of taboo sexual experiences.
Over a hundred men have invested in the club, and over half of them have brought their daughters with them to join. Once the daughters have been initiated, they are free to come and go as they please, even bring a friend if they like, but they too must be initiated in our own special way. This brings me back to Kerry's phone; it was clear that Greg and Chrissie where coming this Wednesday; but Chrissie also was bringing a friend.
Needless to say, I called my close friend Greg (Chrissie's Dad), and asked if he knew the total plan. As I expected, he did not know that Kerry was the friend to be included in the group that night for initiation; Chrissie had never told him whom she was planning on bringing along. He knew his daughter was quite the slut but was totally surprised when I informed him Kerry was going as her friend. We discussed the situation at length and came up with our own little plan for the girls that Wednesday.
Kerry's plan was to sneak out after 10:00 and meet up with Chrissie and her Father down the road a bit from our house. That meant walking by our backyard pool and gardens in the dark. She would have no idea I would be sitting in the dark patiently waiting for her little capper to unfold. Greg of course was not going to say anything to Chrissie about our plan, just get in the car and drive straight to the club, explaining to Chrissie as they drove that Kerry would be joining later.
Have you ever experienced that totally shocked dear in the headlights frozen stare before? That was the look Kerry gave me when I shined the flashlight into her eyes as she cautiously stepped around the pool in the darkness that night! I had to hold in my laughter and remain quiet until she spoke the first words.
Before a word came out she was trying to hold her arms and hands around her almost naked body to no avail. Her outfit was perfect for the events of the evening; the only problem was she had no idea exactly what was planned or that she was going to be the star that night.
Tall clear "hooker" heals, tiny white tight fitted mini-shirt, exposed mid drift, slender white tube top, layers of necklaces, and make-up painted on thick. I knew when I introduced Kerry to the audience they would go wild with approval. She was over the top slutty as hell.
To help break the silence I used the remote to slowly bring up some soft light by the chairs I had placed out for just this moment. "Daddy, I don't know what to say, I feel embarrassed, ashamed, and mortified to some degree."
"Kerry, please sit next to me, try to relax so we can talk about this before we leave for the club."
In shock Kerry responded. "Leave for the Club! You know everything don't you Daddy?"
I watched as Kerry slowly released her body from the strangle hold of her own hands and arms. She moved over closer to me and sat down in the chair across from mine. I had placed a fresh glass of Pinot Noir on the table adjacent to her chair. My eyes where drawn to her as she politely raised the glass to her soft innocent lips.
I quietly sipped my oak barreled Chardonnay allowing time to wander off, intent on calming the situation. I never knew how sexy my daughter had become; I was hoping the wine would steady her nerves to the point where she would allow my eyes to feast on the aura of her not so innocent attire.
The pressure of the initial moment was diminishing, and so was her wine. I stood up and brought the Pinto Noir bottle to her glass and poured back in a small amount. With that, I got my first very quiet smile of the evening; following by the intense inquisitive questions I was ready to answer in full honestly.
I was surprised by how much she knew about our Club, yet how much she did not understand about it; nor that I was a member of it! When it came my time to ask the questions, she was taken back a little at first: but grew more interested as the details came out. She was not aware this was to be her initiation night; she had no idea what was expected of her, or what she was going to experience.
I explained to her that the purpose of the Club was to explore deep seeded sexual fantasies with those we cherish the most. When we get to the Club, she will have to let go of all of her inhibitions and reservations, allow her sexuality to flourish with whomever wants to explore her body. I also told her I would be one of the men enjoying the pleasure of her sexuality.
As a test I asked her to stand up, sip her wine and then slowly turn around to allow me to visit every detail of her outfit. Maybe it was the excitement, maybe the wine, but Kerry did exactly as I asked. I am sure she could feel my eyes piercing what little clothes she had on, and what excitement it was bringing me. Kerry's body moved perfectly, her hips swayed just slightly as she turned, her breasts free from the burden of a bra started to blossom. My cock was just as hard as her nipples.
I placed my wine down on the table and reached for hers. After setting it down I placed my hand on the small of her back and guided her towards the garage and our waiting drive to the Club. I was impressed by how graceful and lady like she entered the car with my guidance; no longer embarrassed or mortified by her appearance; rather taking full ownership and appreciation of knowing her slutty side had benefits too.
As we drove to the Club that Wednesday night Kerry opened the bottle of water I had brought for her and took a few much-needed sips. I told her to open the glove box and pull out the bottle of pills. I convinced her to take two of them to help steady her nerves as we approached the Club. I reassured her that being a good slut tonight would free her from the confines of her shyness forever.
Cars where parted everywhere, word had gotten out that their would be another initiation tonight at the club. When I went to open Kerry's door she looked confident and almost excited, the pills definitely had started to take affect. I reached for her hand, and as she started to exit the car she allowed her skirt to rise up and expose her naked pussy. I smiled, gently kissed her cheek, and praised her for being so open to explore her slutty awareness.