"Ok, can't wait to see you!" Chelsi said as she hung up her cell phone. Mom and Dad were on their way and she literally couldn't wait to see them. She had just moved into her own apartment and really wanted them to see it.
Chelsi had another reason to get excited about this visit. The last time she saw her Mom and Dad they didn't realize just how much she saw of them, or maybe they did.
Chelsi was home for Christmas. She woke up one night and thought she heard a noise. She got up and walked down the hall toward the noise, which was coming from her parents' room. She walked to the door and listened. She heard a lot of movement from inside and put her ear up to the door out of curiosity.
Her head pushed the already open door slightly more open, enough to look inside. On the bed she saw the silhouette of her father's fit, firm body on top of her mother's voluptuous frame. They were making intense love. Chelsi's first reaction was to quickly back away but she couldn't move. She decided to watch for awhile.
It was intoxicating. The two people she loved most in the world were making love to each other. She always thought before that her father was an attractive man, but now she had confirmation that he was, in fact, HOT. He could be a movie star, she thought. A Harrison Ford type. He watched his hips thrust into his mother, his hands grasp his mother's large breast, his soft lips kiss her mother's lips and face. She was captivated but felt a little bit envious! She reached down between her own legs and felt her warm, soft pussy throbbing as she watched.
Then, what happened next was something she'd never forget. A turning point in how she thought of her father forever. Chelsi let out a small moan as she rubbed her clit. Her father, Rick, looked toward the door and saw her standing there with her hand in her pajama pants. He gave her a smile and a quick nod before going back down on Chelsi's mother.
Chelsi was shocked and quickly turned away and went back to her bed, her heart throbbing, her face red with embarrassment. She laid back in bed and massaged her clit until she exploded in pleasure, all the while thinking of her father. Her father! She couldn't believe she just masturbated to thoughts of her father. Not only that, but he saw her rubbing herself and liked what he saw! She could hardly sleep, but eventually managed to close her eyes and drift away.
The next morning Chelsi wondered if she had just had a really exotic, though utterly perplexing dream. She got up and walked down to the kitchen to get some breakfast.
Chelsi was an extremely attractive 24 year old young woman. She was about 5'2", 100 pounds, and had two full, perky, B-cup breasts. She had a smooth, light complexion and perfect long, brown, straight, full-bodied hair that came down to the center of her back.
That morning she was wearing a tight pair of pajama pants and a very low cut tank top that really accentuated her ample cleavage. She wasn't wearing underwear so every curve of her ass was perfectly visible through the thin pajama bottom material. She knew she looked good, and this morning wondered if her father might think the same thing.
There he was, sitting at the breakfast table. When she saw him her heart jumped again and she remembered last night vividly. It was no dream. She definitely met his eye gaze last night as he was making love to her mother! She quickly gained her composure as her father smiled and looked her up and down. Chelsi felt his eyes on her body. She was so aroused, but tried to suppress the urges she felt welling up inside of her.
"Good morning," Rick said to his daughter. "Sleep well?" he asked with a slight smirk. Chelsi felt her face turn red and she looked over at her mother at the kitchen sink in her bathrobe. "Good morning Sweetie!" Karrie said. She was very perky this morning, Chelsi thought, and it was no wonder after what she got last night.
"Um, yeah, kind of," Chelsi said, a bit uncomfortable. "How about you guys?"
"Oh, fantastic," her father said. He got up to walk toward the sink with his empty bowl. On the way he brushed past Chelsi. His scent drove her wild. She couldn't believe she was so attracted to her own father. Rick walked over to Karrie at the sink and put his hand on her ass and gave her a quick kiss. He then looked at Chelsi and winked.
What in the world, was that jealousy she felt? She was shocked. She could not believe these feelings were surfacing.
That was six months ago, and now she was in her apartment waiting for her parents to visit. She had thought about that night often, and pleasured herself to the thought of her father many, many times over the last few months.
Would this weekend be the start of something incredible or just more veiled sexual frustration, Chelsi thought? Was she being ridiculous? Probably. She didn't know. Chelsi was so confused.
They arrived and got situated, and the evening passed normally. Chelsi was a little disappointed. She had put on make up and dressed in a hot little skirt and tight tank top with no bra that she thought would drive her father wild.
But there was not a hint that her father was at all thinking about their eyes meeting that winter night at home. Maybe she was just over-thinking this, she thought. Maybe there was nothing there. They had gone out for a nice dinner and had some small talk but nothing remotely like before.
"Well, it was a long drive. We're all pretty tired. Chels, we'll just sleep on your floor on the aerobed if that's ok," her father said. They had some wine at dinner and Chelsi was tired and a little tipsy from the wine. Her mother was just flat drunk, Chelsi thought, but her Dad seemed pretty lucid. He always did.
"You look like you're ready for bed, Mom," Chelsi said as she set up the aerobed on the floor of her one-bedroom apartment.
"Oh, I sure am," Karrie replied.
When her father went into the bathroom and closed the door Chelsi took off her shirt and skirt and thong, and slipped on her pajama pants and tank top – the same "outfit" she wore that incredible evening. Mom also took off her clothes, and was a bit awkward at it as she was definitely drunk.
