John was a single father. His wife had died during childbirth 18 years ago, so it had always been John and Sierra. He was a middle aged, fairly good looking guy who had his share of dates, but always ended up coming home alone. This didn't bother him really, he had a wonderful job, nice house and a beautiful, healthy daughter . So he didn't figure he was missing too much.
Upon returning home from a date one night, John found his daughter passed out in front of a T.V. screen full of static. Laughing to himself, he turned it off and awoke his daughter's friend, Donna. Donna, wake up, he whispered. "Oh, hi Mr.B", she said, smiling. "Hi Donna, listen, your folks are still up, I think you fell asleep watching T.V. with Sierra."
Donna jumped up quickly, "Oh my gosh!!" she said. "Sierra and I were working on a report that's due tomorrow, we must have fallen asleep" "It's ok" said John, "It happens, I'll send a note with Sierra tomorrow excusing you both, I'll tell them something came up" "Oh thanks Mr. B!!!!" she said, wrapping her arms around him. "No problem Donna, now run along home before your parents think you ran away" he said, chuckling. As he walked her to the door, he said good night and watched her walk to her house across the street.
As he entered the living room again, he noticed Sierra had turned over on the couch, the blanket on the floor. She was wearing a little red night shirt and pink panties. For some reason, he couldn't help but stare at her and admire her. She had grown into quite a young lady, her bottom was full now, her legs, long and tan from the many hours spent outside with her friends.
He walked over to her, gently shaking her to wake her up. Wake up baby, it's time for bed. Still half asleep, she rolled over. Daddy? she moaned. Yes, it's me sweetheart, it's time to go to bed. As he picked her up and carried her to bed, she began to wake up a little. Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight? she asked. Well sure you can baby. As he walked into the bedroom, he gently layed her down on the bed.
After doing his nightly routine of showering and putting on his silk boxers, he returned to the bedroom. Quietly climbing in, as not to wake his princess, he rolled over to his side. A few minutes later, he felt Sierra's arm around his waist. She had rolled over as well and was in a very deep sleep. As hard as he tried to ignore it, he noticed her breasts pressed into his back. He was beginning to get very hard.
As the night wore on, he eventually drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened by Sierra's screams from a bad dream. He rolled over to face her. Baby, what's wrong? I had a bad dream. Oh it's ok, Daddy's here for you, as he put his arm around her and she snuggled to his chest. Daddy? she whispered. Yes baby? You always make me feel better. Well that's what Dads do, he whispered. Just then, she leaned up to give him a kiss. I'm glad you're my Dad, she said.
As she laid back down to snuggle against him, her hand accidentally brushed his cock which was already bulging again beneath the silk of the boxers. Daddy? Does it hurt when it gets hard like that? Sometimes, he said. Can I see it? she asked. Well I don't see what harm it would do to let you see it. As he slid his hand inside his boxers and pulled out his massive cock. Would it hurt if I touched it? she asked. No baby, you can't touch it. I'll be gentle, she whispered.