Valentine had been 14 years old when her mom left her dad for another woman. The fact that she'd been cheating for a couple of years at that point, was bad enough, but the way she left broke her dad's heart and left Valentine feeling totally rejected. Her mother was as cold hearted as they come, and Valentine hadn't even spoken to her since the split. Save once, to get permission to go on birth control.
That had been four years ago. Dad had thrown himself into his work since then. Every so often they'd do something fun, but for the most part it was eat-sleep-work.
Valentine had been popular in high school. At five eight she was on the tall side. Long light brown hair that had a natural waviness. Her figure had filled out between her sophomore and junior years, and the boys had noticed. She'd dated if she felt like it, but there hadn't yet been anyone who captured her eye. It was as if she were looking for something very specific.
To hear dad relate it, He and mom had been high school sweethearts. He'd gotten her pregnant and they'd decided to marry. At first it had been awesome, but bit by bit mom became disenchanted with marriage in general, and as it turned out heterosexuality specifically. That's when she'd started to grow distant. Also, when started looking elsewhere for fulfillment.
He'd known she was cheating, but he really was still in love with her, and was willing to look the other way within reason. For her it was all or nothing. So, she'd left. And despite dad's encouragement to reach out, it wasn't something Valentine could bring herself to do unless it was for her own welfare.
The company Dale worked for was pretty good about keeping him local, knowing he was a single dad. But there was a situation at their South Carolina facility that was going to require his expertise to sort through. The company had a small condo that was almost beachfront, that saw little use, so he'd come up with the idea of killing two birds with one stone and taking a week of vacation time with Valentine after the job was done.
She loved the idea. Prepping for what promised to be a couple of weeks at the beach. They'd flown in, and rented a car. She was really excited when they pulled into the condo complex. Just a couple of streets back from the beach, it had a pool and a mini-gym available communally. They opened the door to the condo, and that's when they hit a snag.
It was a two-bedroom condo, but one bedroom had been converted into remote office space. The other bedroom had a double bed. That was it. Dale looked at her. She looked at her dad. Then they both looked at the bed and started to laugh.
"Guess we're going to be getting closer for a while." Dad had said.
The problem was this. Both Dale and Valentine usually slept nude. Obviously that wasn't happening. Dale figured boxers and a t-shirt would work for him, and one of his dress shirts and panties should work for her. Problem solved.
The first night they both slept like crap. Tossing and turning until finally drifting off for a few hours out of sheer exhaustion. Dale awoke to Valentine's arm draped over his chest and her tit pushing into his torso. She was snoring very lightly. It was adorable. It had been four years since he'd shared a bed with someone else, never mind that it was his sexy young daughter. He had a case of morning wood like he hadn't in ages.
Extricating himself, he tiptoed to the bathroom and rubbed one out as he showered. That was better. The kitchen was well stocked and he made them both toast and eggs, brewed a pot of coffee, and woke her up. She was just coming out of the shower, as he was leaving for work.
"See ya later, Val!" He'd said.
"I'm going to check out the beach, Daddy!" She smiled.
"Have fun! Don't forget the sunscreen." He waved.
The day's work went well, It was an IT problem and they'd come up with a good temporary work around that would allow them to keep the system up and running while they took the servers offline one at a time. It was a patch at best but it would have to do.
They'd gone out to a local steakhouse for dinner. The food was good and not too pricey. It was starting to get late when they returned to the condo. Dressed as before they climbed into bed. Much like the first night they both had trouble sleeping. Dale remembered waking up in the middle of the night, Valentines tits rubbing softly against him as she once again had her arm draped over his chest.
He'd managed to drift off to sleep for a while before they got up. He'd had a vivid dream, although the detail of it had become murky. Just that it was very sexual. When he went to get up he'd realized that he'd cum in his sleep. That hadn't happened since his teens.
He'd rubbed another one out in the shower, made breakfast and got Valentine up. Looking across the table at her in his dress shirt with just a couple buttons buttoned, sitting with one leg under her, and a moderate bedhead, she yawned and shoveled another spoonful of cereal into her mouth. God, she was sexy. Dale told himself that he shouldn't be thinking like that. Dale told himself a lot of things. Dale seldom listened to Dale.
Again, good progress was being made on the project, they were about a third of the way done, with only a few minor glitches. That evening they'd had pizza delivered. They'd watched a movie and headed for bed.
It was the t-shirt. It was driving him nuts so he sat up in bed and pulled it off. That was better. Somewhere around four, he'd woken up. The two buttons on Valentines shirt had come undone and her naked breasts were warm against his skin. He was aware that she was not asleep, either.
"This feels nice, Daddy. I really like it." She whispered softly, snuggling against him a little more. Dale hated to admit it. He thought the same. Easing his arm around her, he hugged her and they both drifted back off to sleep.
If things went right, they might finish up ahead of schedule. He was nothing if not methodical in his professional life. He had had a team meeting, and they'd made some adjustments to the process, but that should streamline things even more.
