It had been a normal day. Dave drove down the Georgia turnpike, whisking past the other cars in his grey sedan. He was returning from the NBC affiliate he worked for. His career was a boon to his family, as they got admission to all kinds of events through the station. But this weekend Dave's wife was out of town, and she usually picked up Allison from school. Just a few minutes earlier, his daughter had called to ask for a ride.
Dave pulled to the front of Blue Glade High. He searched for Allison among the throng of students, but to no avail. Finally he gave up and sat back as the BMW hummed in neutral. Blue Glade wasn't private, but a good school nonetheless. It had all the benefits of the upper class neighborhood; spacious campus, good faculty, and a student body that could grace magazine covers. Dave's mind drifted to Allison's friends, little "proper" teens with a hint of mischief. He wondered if his life had passed him by. The crowd of backpacked students had a future, exciting plans, living life to the fullest. His home life couldn't possibly compare to what Allison and her friends were enjoying. Suddenly he heard a knock on the window.
"Hi Daddy!" Allison said cheerfully." Could you unlock your trunk?"
"Just put your stuff in the backseat hon." Dave replied. he smiled as he gazed at her, the pride of the family. It was not hard to see why she was well liked. Aside from a shining personality, Allison had those girl-next-door looks that inspire fantasies in young boys. But fathers...?
"Damn!" Dave spurted out. It just so happened that Allison had decided to wear her low rise jeans today, and while stowing her backpack, her little blue thong had unveiled itself. Dave could not restrain the exclamation, as her baby tee, stretched over her pert titties did not make matters any easier.
"What is it Dad?" Allison said, worried. "Nothing Ali, I just remembered that I forgot to pay the cable bill. Looks like you're stuck for the ride."
Allison didn't care; she liked spending time with Dave. It was the only time she was truly herself, and they would engage in long talks regularly. She especially loved his name for her, Ali. It just didn't sound right when other people said it. Of course all this quality time was hard on Dave, as he had to endure day after day of Ali's outfits. Whether it was her tiny jeans skirt, tight Levis or her designer sweatpants, the word "Abercrombie" thoughtfully splayed on the backside. But he took it all in stride, she was his daughter, and he was content with that. Dave sighed and reached over to put the car in drive, but overshot his target and instead firmly grasped Allison's denim encased pussy instead.
"What's going on" Allison said, nonplussed. She saw nothing more to the event, it was just an accident. Dave quickly pulled his hand back and apologized. As the car gained speed, he tried to change the subject. "How was your day?"
"Oh, you know same old stuff classes, lunch, and homework." Allison answered. Tormenting images of Danielle and her father wouldn't stop running through her head. It had all been pretty wild, but Dani's suggestions had actually made her a little damp. She shifted her hips on the grey leather, but this only served to feed her itch. What was coming over her?
"Daddy," Allison said in a measured tone "Can I ask you something, and be honest. Do you think I'm hot?"
"What are you talking about, you are one of the most beautiful girls at Blue Glade" Dave retorted.
"So you've been looking at Blue Glade girls have you?" Allison said playfully. This flirting was one of Allison's favorite pastimes. "Well its hard not to," Dave said under his breath. Unfortunately Allison heard. "Omigod!" she squealed "you totally check out my friends!" she said with a playful shove. "But as long as I'm the hottest, it's okay" she said with a bit of sarcasm.