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Coot Jackson couldn't help but smile as he leaned comfortably against the break room wall. He could feel his hard-on grow as he watched his daughter Tammy. She looked ravishing today, good enough to eat, Coot thought. Her long blonde hair was in a ponytail and she had it sticking out the back of her baseball cap. Coot thought that made her look very athletic as well as sexy. His cock stiffened even more when he caught her profile. 'Damn nice tits! Great ass too!' He silently thought for the hundredth time.
Tammy was in the middle of a very animated conversation with their foreman, Russ Snyder. It was pretty obvious that despite what Russ knew about her, he had a crush on her. Tammy had the maddening habit of innocently touching men when she talked to them. Right now her long slim fingers rested lightly on his bare forearm and Coot could see how that little gesture of intimacy was driving poor Russ crazy. He was doing his best not to talk directly to her breasts but he wasn't being very successful. The top two buttons of Tammy's well-tailored work shirt were open and Russ' eyes were focused deeply between her abundant cleavage. The view must be spectacular, Coot amusingly thought. Coot looked around the room and saw that he wasn't the only one watching his daughter. It seemed as if every eye in the room was on her. Coot was willing to bet a week's pay that he wasn't the only one sporting a boner for her either.
Tammy noticed him and gave him a little wave. He smiled back. His cock throbbed and he made a subtle move with his hand across the front of his pants. He saw Tammy smile and then tug on her ear. It was her secret 'Carol Burnett' signal back to him that said, 'daddy, I saw what you did and I'm just as horny as you are.' Tammy wasn't just his daughter; she was also his lover. For the first two years of their incestuous affair, Tammy had been Toby Jackson, Coot's son. For the last three years, since her sex change, he'd made love to her as his transsexual daughter. Right now, all he could think about was getting her alone on some back road so he could get her out of those tight kaki pants and fuck her. As much as Coot would have enjoyed thinking he was solely responsible for his son's decision to change teams, he knew in his heart that wasn't true. Toby had made that decision almost all on his own.
Jackson took a great deal of pride in being the father of a 'chick with a dick.' As well as being a beautiful and devoted daughter, she was also a wonderful person. It gave him a great deal of satisfaction knowing that his fellow workers had to a man, accepted her for whom she was. These men were rough, tough and sometimes crude but around Tammy, they were pussycats and gentlemen. She had somehow been able to overcome their prejudices about her and now practically had them wrap around her little finger. They fawned over her like dedicated uncles or solicitous grandfathers. More than one of them had privately told him how lucky he was to have such a wonderful daughter. It wasn't just her beauty that they admired though; they respected her for being a hard worker. 'She pulls her weight,' they said. That was high praise from men that valued hard work.
There were still the occasionally crude jokes told behind her back, but that was far better then those first few months when she'd had to endure much more. Tammy had taken six months off during her most difficult times and when she'd returned, she'd bravely stood before them and informed them of her sex change and that she would appreciate it if they would call her Tammy from now on. "Toby is not who I am anymore. I'm Tammy Jackson," She'd courageously informed them. It didn't hurt that by that time she was sporting an awesome pair of 36 C breasts and had somehow managed to transform her masculine body into that of a shapely and curvaceous five–ten beauty. Now after almost three years, Tammy was considered to be just one of the 'boys'.
It hadn't been an easy transformation for anyone. Toby had been well liked and married to one of the prettiest and most popular girls in town. People wondered why LouAnn, his wife, had staid with him and tongues wagged even more when two years after his sex change, LouAnn had produced a beautiful baby boy. Some still wondered if Tammy could actually be the father. It was too confusing for most people to comprehend so they just didn't bother. They accepted what their eyes saw. LouAnn Jackson had never shied away from the public and always stood up for her husband's decision to change sex. She still came down to the county barn at least once a week with their son and brought plates of cookies or a cake and always made a fuss over the county crew. Of course none of them suspected the real truth; Tammy and LouAnn were brother and sister. It was also a good thing also that no one suspected that Coot was not only Tammy's lover but was also his daughter LouAnn's lover. Incest was not something one bragged about in Minnesota.
As Coot watched Tammy and Russ talk, he remembered how in the beginning, Russ insisted the county fire her. "This is no place for someone like her!" He'd ranted to the county commissioners. He'd demanded they fire Toby. "The works hard enough for a man much less a woman," He spewed. As county agents, they were responsible for all the road maintenance; paving, plowing, grass cutting, culvert repairs and such. "She's a freak! There's no place for someone like him!" He'd said. The county commissioner's had calmly told him to go back and evaluate Tammy on merit, not on her gender. Russ had and now was one of her biggest champions as well as admirers.
"Happy birthday Tammy," Russ said loud enough for everyone in the room to hear him. He liked being the first to say nice things to her or about her. He gave her a little hug; tight enough to cop a cheap feel of her breasts before giving her bottom a lingering little spank. Tammy put up with things like that from Russ as well as the rest of the county crew she worked with. She knew it was harmless; and she was after all the only 'woman' in a man's world. The men sitting around the room threw choruses of sincere and good-natured birthday wishes her way.
Old Gus called out to her, "Happy birthday Tammy. Come on over so I can give you a little birthday spanking."
"You're too old to give her what she needs Gus. Come on over to my lap Tammy," Another old-timer offered. They all made her feel special and Tammy enjoyed the attention. She genuinely loved all of them and showed it by putting up with their antics. In turn, she made each of them feel special.
"Thanks guys. Just put my presents in my locker," She joked as she headed out the door with her father.
"LouAnn coming down with a birthday cake Tammy?" Old Charlie called out before the door closed. He'd never had a problem with Tammy and LouAnn still being married. LouAnn brought cookies and cakes and that was good enough for him.
"I think so Charlie. If you see her before I do, tell her to cut you a big piece." Charlie smiled from ear to ear when she took the time to come back in and kiss the top of his baldhead. "Don't you dare go flirting with her either Charlie, or I'll be jealous!" Tammy's warm sense of humor always made everyone laugh.
In front of all who might be watching, Coot gave his daughter a playful slap on her bottom. "All set birthday girl?" There were envious looks all over the room. They all wished they could have done the same.
"Hey no fair Coot. It's my turn to wish you happy birthday Tammy!" Josh called out.
"Later Josh. We don't want to make Charlie jealous!" Tammy blew him a kiss and laughed playfully.
"All set daddy. I have our marching orders," She brightly said. The birthday wishes had put her in a great mood. "They are all so special. I love them so much," She said as she closed the door.
"Horny old bunch is all they are," Coot grumbled. "Especially Russ," He smirked.
As they walked, Tammy slipped her arm into his and kidded him, "You should talk." She looked down at the front of his pants and mimicked W.C. Fields, "Is that a banana in your pants or are you just as horny as I am?" She giggled playfully and laid her head on his shoulder as they walked.
