I was so caught up in what I was doing that I didn't hear the door open. I only noticed that she was there when I heard her gasp.
At that point I tried to cover my tracks.
"Julie, I was just seeing if you guys had enough towels." I said stuffing my cock back in my pants and scurrying off the bed.
"Don't try to lie to me daddy, I saw what you were doing." Julie said.
"I'm so sorry Julie, I really did come in here to make sure you had enough towels, and your panties were just laying there in the middle of the floor. I picked them up to move them out of the way and I happened to bring them close enough to my nose to smell them. The aroma excited me. I knew it was wrong, but I held them to my nose and breathed deeply taking in that wonderful fragrance. Before I knew it I had a hard on. I thought everyone was going to be gone for hours so I thought I had time to jerk off and straighten things out without anybody ever knowing. I'm sorry." I said.
Julie looked at me; I must have looked pathetic, a 55-year-old man apologizing to his 25-year-old daughter for masturbating on her bed with a pair of her worn panties. For about a minute she didn't say anything. Finally she spoke.
"Daddy, I think we need to talk about this, so let's sit down." Julie said.
We both sat on the edge of the bed.
"Daddy, I want you to know I'm not mad at you, I know that since mom's accident you've been under a lot of stress, and given her condition it would be almost impossible to have enjoyable sex with her. How long has it been since you had sex with mom?" Julie asked.
"Her accident was over two years ago so it's been since before that." I said.
"That's a long time for a man who was used to regular sex to go without. How often have you been masturbating?" Julie asked.
"Usually at least once every day, but it's not the same." I said.
"Yes, I can understand that. Daddy, what I'm going to ask you next might make you uncomfortable, but I feel that I have to ask it. Were you excited by the panties because they had the smell of a woman's pussy on them, or because they had the smell of my pussy on them?" Julie asked.
"What?" I asked, surprised.
"Did it even enter your head that the panties were mine or did you just see them as belonging to some faceless woman that you've never met?" Julie asked.
"Well, I guess I knew that they had to be yours, you're the only woman that's been in this room in a very long time." I said.
"Did knowing that they were my panties excite you or would you have been as excited if it had been some other woman's panties?" Julie asked.
"Well gosh, I really don't know, as horny as I've been lately I think any woman's panties would have excited me, but maybe knowing that they were yours increased the level of excitement." I said.
"Maybe?" Julie asked.
"Okay yes, it excited the hell out of me that they were your panties. Is that what you want? You want me to admit that I'm a pervert that gets sexually aroused from sniffing his daughter's panties? Fine, I admit it, are you happy?" I asked.
"Actually daddy, I am." Julie said.
"You are? Didn't you hear what I just said, I got sexually aroused by smelling your panties and didn't even think twice about masturbating with them." I said.
"I know. Daddy, I know how it feels to be sexually attracted to someone that you can't, or aren't supposed to have." Julie said.
"Wait, who said I was attracted to you?" I asked.