I got up that morning thinking about having his cock pumping my tight cunt. I figured he wouldn't go for it. I waited a little bit before I called. I wanted to make sure that he would be home. He was always doing something and it seemed like I always had to catch up with him. He answered the phone a little out of breath. I figured he had been jogging. Ever since he found out he was sick he had been working out more, eating nothing but the healthy food, even going back to church more. It was like he was trying to turn back the hands of time. I asked him if he would be home the rest of the day. He told me yes.
He had a ton of work to do for the office that he had been letting pile up so he would definitely be home. I told him that I would be by there shortly. I jumped in the shower and that is when I started running the scenarios through my head of what was going to happen. I figured I would try to get him to fuck me and when he realized what was going on he would turn me away or worse yell. I got of the shower and got dressed. I figured the best thing to wear would be as little as possible.
I put on a short skirt that exposed everything when I bent over. I made sure to put no panties or a bra on. I wanted my body to be VERY easy access. I got in the car and drove out to dads. The whole time I kept imaging the worse. I figured he would yell or call me a slut. I really wasn't sure what I was going to do. I drove up and got out of the car. I walked in to find him working on some papers. He was surrounded by his laptop and about three piles of papers. What he always called organized chaos. :) I sat down in the lazy boy to talk to him for a little bit. I didn't want to just come in and jump him.
I tried to get him to notice that I had no panties on by bringing my legs up to my chest. I know my pussy had to be exposed to him but he didn't seem to notice. He was far to involved with his own paperwork to notice. I finally got aggravated and asked him if he wanted some coffee. He nodded and told me that there was a fresh pot in the kitchen. He didn't even look up from his screen when he handed me the coffee cup. I took it and walked into the kitchen. The coffee pot was directly in front of dad. He had a clear view. I figured the best way to get him to look up was to make a noise.