The wind was gusting outside. Steve sat on the sofa watching the trees blow. Not really watching the trees but rather remembering his wife who was killed I an automobile accident nearly two years ago. It seemed so unfair for her to be taken from him at such an earl age. A tear began to run down his cheek as he sat there remembering the fun times they had shared. The vacations, the evenings out dancing, the times cuddling and especially the great sex they had. Steve broke down sobbing remembering that fateful night. It was her 36th birth day. They finished celebrating when she took her daughters boyfriend home. They were struck and killed by a drunk driver. The accident scene was horrific. Authorities said they died instantly. Steve lost everything that fateful night. Everything except his precious 16 year old daughter.
Nicole was devastated when she heard the news. She kept asking herself "why wasn't I in the car too when mom took him home?" Nicole spent days and then weeks alone in her room. Deeply saddened by the losses Steve enrolled himself and his daughter into counseling to help ease the matter. They would go to counseling three times a week and were able to speak about their feelings. They would cry and hug each other. They would tell each other how they felt. They talked about the good times and bad times. But each time when they left to go home they felt better. They would stop on their way home and reward themselves for having the courage to get through this sad time. Sometimes they would stop for ice cream and sometimes they would stop for burgers.
One time when they went to their counseling the weather was going to be nice so Nicole packed a picnic basket to surprise her dad. She packed all of the amenities that were necessary. Sandwiches, chips, pop, cherry pie, plates, utensils, napkins and even moistened towelettes to wipe their hands afterwards. When they got out of counseling Nicole told her father to drive to the beach so they could have a picnic. When they arrived Nicole retrieved the picnic basket out of the trunk and Steve seemed surprised by the idea of having a picnic. This made Nicole feel good as if she did something special.
Steve carried the picnic basket as Nicole carried a big blanket to sit on. They found a nice clear spot on the beach and opened up the blanket. They sat down across from each other and Nicole opened the picnic basket. She handed her father a paper plate and utensils and then a sandwich. Nicole set her sandwich on her plate then poured each of them some chips. Next she handed her dad a soda and she took one for herself.
As they began to eat they sat there talking about their counseling session. They admitted to each other that they were finally getting over the tragic accident but were still deeply saddened. Upon finishing their sandwiches Nicole handed her father a slice of cherry pie. Steve held out his plate and Nicole slid the piece of pie on to it. Nicole put her piece on her plate and they sat there enjoying it. After they cleaned up the picnic and packaged everything up Nicole stood up and held out her hand to her father and told him "lets walk along the shore."
Steve grabbed a hold of her soft hand and stood up. Steve pulled his shirt off and threw it down on the blanket. They walked towards the water with their arms around each other. They walked barefoot in the water talking the whole time. It was then that Steve began to notice Nicole as more of a woman than as his daughter. She was now 17 and she was developing into a fine looking lady. He noticed her blonde hair as the late day sun shone upon it. It hung just past her shoulders. He noticed her legs didn't look twiggy like a young girls anymore rather they looked more like a models with nice curves accenting her calf muscles and thighs. Steve even noticed how sexy her feet looked as she had her toe nails panted a pretty shade of pink. They walked to the end of the beach and they turned around to walk back. When they turned around that's when Nicole's breast brushed up against her fathers arm. It was then that Steve noticed his daughters breasts were developing nicely. In his mind, his daughter was beginning to look like her mother.
As they walked back to the blanket Nicole began to take notice of her father. She noticed how nice the gray hairs looked as the sun sparkled off of them. She noticed the muscles on his arms were firm and tight along with the rippling muscles of his chest. She admired her dad because he had courage. More courage than she ever thought she could have. She knew her dad was almost 40 but she was really comfortable around him and other people that were older.
As time went on Steve and Nicole began going to counseling less and less. Soon they were down to once a week. Their counselor told them that they were ready to face the world on their own again. Their counselor told them to feel free to call her or even stop by if they needed to talk. Steve and Nicole left that night feeling like they accomplished something. They felt good about themselves and decided to celebrate.
They stopped at a nice place for dinner that night. They were seated in a booth in a quiet section of the dining room. The waitress handed each of them a menu and told them she would be back soon. Steve looked at his daughter and told her if she wanted a drink she could have one. Nicole said "but dad I'm still 17 yet." Her dad told her she was going to be 18 soon and that she deserved it for being so brave. The waitress came back and took their order. Steve a Sirloin steak well done with a baked potato and a beer. Nicole ordered a Shrimp dinner and french fries along with a Fuzzy Navel. As they sat there waiting for their dinners the waitress brought them their drinks. Steve and Nicole began talking about other things more and more and the accident less and less. They would talk about Steve's job and Nicole's school. Nicole rambled on and on about her up coming graduation in a few months.
As they sat there Steve was admiring the beauty of his daughter. There was just something about her that kept him drawn to her. In his eyes she was a spitting image of his wife. As he sat there he was mesmerized by all of the curves of her face. To him, his daughter was the most beautiful person in the world. The waitress served them and they began to eat dinner. Occasionally they would look up and smile at each other. And when that happened Steve noticed something else too. He felt a tingle in his loins. He fought the feeling as he knew it was so wrong. Each time it happened he would think of something like cutting the grass to take his mind off of it.
On the other side of the table Nicole too began to feel a little different. Her fathers smile would give her a feeling of electricity shooting through her body. She found that it sometimes caused her nipples to harden. Nicole would shift herself so her top would be loose enough so her father wouldn't see. Nicole thought it might have been the drink she had but realized she only drank half of it so far. Plus this wasn't the first time she had this feeling while being with her father.
After they finished their dinner they drove home. They were kind of quiet on the way home. Not really talking rather listening to the country music on the stereo. Nicole was terribly afraid of the feelings she was developing. She too knew they were wrong. But they made her feel good. No boy had ever made her body tingle like that. Steve, on the other hand, had been very lonely lately especially as time has passed and he learned how to handle his wife's passing. He was lonely but he knew he shouldn't have those kind of thoughts about his own daughter.
Over the next few weeks life seemed like it was finally returning to normal at home. Both Steve and his daughter Nicole seemed to be over the brunt of the healing process. Nicole was nearing her 18th birthday and graduation. Nicole came home from school with all of the information about her graduation. She walked up to her dad and hugged him and showed him the graduation schedule. "Your going to come aren't you dad?" Nicole asked. As Steve looked over the schedule he said "I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world." With that Nicole hugged her dad and told him how much she loved him. This time she felt jolts of electricity racing through her body and this time they caused her pussy to tingle. Nicole pulled away, slightly flustered by the feeling she had and went to her room to change. As she walked to her room Steve looked at his daughter and admired the short skirt she was wearing. This gave Steve a tingle in his loin too.
Nicole laid on her bed trying to figure out why she would get these funny feelings. She stood up and undressed carefully hanging up her school uniform so it wouldn't wrinkle because she hated ironing. She removed her bra, socks and finally her panties. Again Nicole laid back on her bed. She closed her eyes as if to look for a reason as to why she had these feelings and all she could see behind her closed eyes was her father. Again a jolt of electricity raced through her body. Nicole reached up and cupped her breasts and felt how hard her nipples felt. Nicole caressed the soft skin of her breasts ever so slowly working her fingers closer to her hard nipples. As she slid her fingers across both of her nipples she felt a desire she never had before. She felt her pussy beginning to burn. Nicole pinched her nipples and all she could think of was that it was her dad pinching them...better yet sucking on them.
Nicole decided she had to stop because that was just plain wrong but she couldn't because it felt so damned good. She pinched her nipples harder imagining that it was her father biting on them. She was on fire. Slowly she slid her hand down her stomach towards her pussy. She ran her fingers through her pubic hair as she continued to pinch her nipples with her other hand. Finally her fingers found her pussy lips. They were parted and glistening with moisture. Nicole had never in her life been turned on like this before. She was still a virgin.
As she lay there with her eyes closed she continued to pinch her nipples with one hand and she began running her fingers up and down her wet slit. The whole time all Nicole could picture was her father. She slid her fingers in only a short distance as to not break her hymen. Nicole found the spot of her pussy that felt best and began to rub it. It felt wonderful. As she rubbed her clit and pinched her nipples she imagined it was her fathers fingers touching her and rubbing her. She noticed her hips were beginning to thrust up and down and she felt a tingling sensation from her head to her toes. Her pussy was getting real wet like there was liquid flowing from it. She felt wave after wave of electricity shooting out of her pussy. Finally the waves of passion subsided and Nicole just lay there. She knew she just had her very first orgasm but she felt terrible that she had it while she was thinking about her dad.
