Tom Hardison was enjoying the azure beauty of the water and the warm sand under his feet. He looked further down the beach to see his vacation companion talking with a few young couples. A lesser man might be jealous that his young lady companion was obviously engaged with these young people, but that was not Tom's way. He had been assured of Candy's affection
several
times the previous evening. This was only the third day of their vacation together, her boyfriend's gift to her for passing the bar exam. Tom was so proud of Candy, she had earned her status and there had been absolutely zero nepotism from her Daddy. Not that he wouldn't have interceded on his daughter's behalf, it just had not been necessary. Candy didn't have to ride on anyone's coat tails.
She was a very determined young lady in every facet of her life. The tall, incredible, tanned blonde did not accept failure. Her vacation with Tom had been her way of turning a failure into a triumph. Candy had been going on this vacation with her boyfriend of three years, Elliot Everett. Tom despised the young man on sight, and with good reason. He thought that Elliot was a rich, spoiled, condescending jerk who treated his daughter poorly. Tom's wife shared his opinion of Elliot, although Laurel was wiser than he in not giving voice to it. She preferred to let their daughter discover things for herself. Which Candy eventually did when things came to a boil with Elliot over their upcoming vacation.
Candy wanted to use the vacation as a chance to explore new passion and maybe, if the wind blew in the right direction, get Elliot to propose to her. Laura winced when she heard that piece of news. She did not want
that
young man as her son-in-law and she knew Tom would blow a gasket. Luckily for Mr. and Mrs. Hardison, things had fallen apart -- as usual, due to a selfish act on Elliot's part. Tom was thrilled for his sake that things had not gone according to his daughter's plans.
Elliot had acted in his own best interests, as he usually did. Days before they were to leave for their romantic getaway, a bunch of his friends had invited him away on a sports weekend. He had gone without telling Candy, only leaving her a note which he left with his embarrassed mother and father. To say Candy was incensed was like saying the eruption of Pompeii was a hiccup. She came home in a rage, spewing profanity and with a head of steam that was almost shooting out of her ears.
Laurel was, as always, the picture of calm. Tom always found it amusing that nothing ever seemed to ruffle his wife's feathers. It had been that way for decades, she took things in stride. After learning her daughter was unable to convince a friend to go or sell the tickets, she made a wild suggestion. She told Candy to take her Daddy, as he needed a vacation and he was clearly in need of some sun. Laurel planned on a vacation of her own and this would get him out of the house and not snooping around. She was going to have some fun of her own without her husband being any the wiser. Candy was privy to her mom's naughty little secrets, but she was the only one who was.
Tom had resisted the idea, but only in the slightest. He knew a vacation would be the cure; he had been swamped until last month when his final case had cleared his desk. He only had one reservation. Being alone in a tropical paradise like Bermuda with Candy -- tanned and gorgeous and wearing itsy-bitsy bikinis -- would be a tremendous temptation. He had a little bit of an infatuation with his younger daughter and every year, she seemed to get more alluring and more sexual. He felt that if left alone with her, he might succumb to his incestuous desires.
This of course, was exactly what happened. Just the way that Candy and her mother figured it would after Candy extended the invitation. Candy fully understood what she was doing and schemed right down to the last little detail. Tom's crush was reciprocated and Candy had often told her mom that she thought Daddy was hot. Laurel told her to go for it and hoped that it might lead to a whole new existence for their family.
Laurel didn't know it yet, but that had already happened. On their first night in this magical and beautiful paradise, Candy had pulled out all the stops. She wore one of her sexiest outfits to dinner and flirted shamelessly with her handsome Daddy. Then, she insisted that they go for a walk on the beach and she wore a bikini that might have gotten her arrested in some places back home. She knew that for a fact, because she was now an attorney. In her final act, she tackled her father to the sand and shoved her tongue halfway down his throat. She made it clear to Daddy that she wanted his cock in her pussy, fucking her as if she was his whore. If Tom needed a whore, his daughter intended to
be
that slut. She was a sexually adventurous girl and she would fill any need her father needed her to fill.
Daddy was quite possibly the best fuck the dynamic young blonde had ever enjoyed. What she didn't know is that her father was quite literally thinking the same thing. They would have to find a way to keep screwing once they got home. The heat between them was too good for it to stop. Right now, they could enjoy the anonymity of being here together and not have to worry about being recognized.
"Tom? Tom Hardison, is that you?" Tom could not believe it, thousands of miles from home and someone recognized him? He turned around and saw the tall, busty redhead, recognizing her instantly. Her name was Alexandra Taylor and he had represented her company in court on a number of occasions. When they had been in court, she had not looked like THIS!
Alexandra was wearing a black swimsuit that was almost as skimpy as his daughter's. She had a tiny gold chain around her waist and her navel was pierced. He knew that she was almost 45, yet he wouldn't have put her at a day past 35. Her hair was hanging down loose around her shoulders and half way down to her back. Whenever they'd been together, it had been up. He knew that Alexandra was a beautiful woman, but the woman standing there on the beach was HOT!
"Alexandra dear, how nice to see you," he smiled.
"Oh Tom darling, we're old friends," she smiled warmly. "You can call me AJ. Whatever brings you here, so far from home?"
"I'm here on a vacation with my daughter," he smiled again just as Candy came up from behind him and threw her arms around him. AJ smiled at the both of them, she had met Candy on numerous occasions, so he couldn't simply pretend he was with some sweet young thing.