Vic Hardman had lived in Family Acres for only four years, just since his divorce. He owns his own software company which has been very successful, making him a wealthy man. He gave "their" house to his wife and bought one of the most expensive homes in Family Acres. They had had a good marriage, lots of good sex, some swinging with friends, but they had split when Laura, his wife, couldn't control her drinking. The only good thing that survived the marriage was their daughter, Katie, who was the love of Vic's life and the most important person in the world to him. The court, in spite of Laura's well documented alcoholism and irresponsibility, awarded custody of Katie to her.
Katie is an intelligent, sharp minded girl who loves her father dearly. She loves her mother too but pities her for her drinking and inability to find love even though she brings a different man home almost every night from some bar, and Katie is used to hearing her mother grunt and moan while some guy fucks her brains out. Katie was thirteen at the time of the divorce. She's now a senior in high school soon to celebrate her eighteenth birthday.
Vic is a good looking guy and considered one of the most eligible bachelors in town. He dates many women, having sex with all of them, but when it comes to Katie, he's very conservative. No, not just conservative but downright prudish. He has never brought a woman home to spend the night when Katie was there. He's been worried about Katie's relationships with boys and the impact of seeing her mother acting like a whore almost every night. Katie will be spending the weekend with him, as usual, and he intended to talk to her about it but wasn't sure how to approach the subject.
Katie has her own car, a nifty small convertible, which was a gift from Vic as a reward for her honors grades and being voted captain of the cheerleading squad. On Friday afternoon Vic left work early to be home when Katie arrived and was sunning by the pool when she came bursting through the house.
"Hi, Daddy! What's happening?" she called out as she ran to embrace him. She glanced down at him. "Man, you look really good in that speedo! You're one of the few men who can wear one."
"Whoa, young lady," he laughed, "you keep your eyes to your self. Why don't you change and come out for a swim?"
"Gladly. Wait 'til you see my new bathing suit."
Vic's breath caught when Katie returned and walked toward the pool. "Holy cow, I thought you said you had a bathing suit. You're practically naked."
"Oh, c'mon on, Daddy. This is what the girls are wearing now. I think it's cute." The thong bottom matched the tiny triangles of fabric which cover each nipple and not much else. Katie is not skinny and has the soft but trim body of a girl with the right weight and full breasts, almost large enough to start drooping. Topped off with her cute face and long blonde hair, she was a knockout.
Vic chuckled, "Boy, it's a good thing I'm not twenty years younger and not your father."
"Oh yeah," she laughed, "and what would you do?"
"This," he replied as he pushed her into the pool.
Later, as they sunned side by side, Vic asked,"How are you doing? Is your mom taking care of you?"
"Same, as usual. Drunk most of the time and screwing a different guy every night. It doesn't bother me."
"Well," He stated firmly, "it bothers me. I'm worried how it affects you."
"Don't worry, Daddy. I know the facts of life. What Mom does doesn't concern me. She lives her life, and I live mine."
"That's another thing that bothers me. I don't know enough about your life. I mean ... well ... how serious are you about boys and stuff like that? I know you date a lot. Do you have a boyfriend or something? You're very pretty, and I'm sure the boys would like to ... well, you know." Vic was usually very articulate and was surprised at how he was stumbling with this.
Katie laughed softly. "Daddy, are you asking me if I'm a virgin?"
"No, I don't ... well, what I mean is ...," he paused, took a deep breath, and blurted, "Yes, dammit, I am. And I feel very foolish right now!"
"Oh, Daddy, I love you so much!" she said as she hugged him. "You're so dear and so cute when you flustered. I'll answer your question if you'll answer one for me first. How old were you when you lost your virginity?"
"Uh," he hesitated, "a lot younger than you are right now."
She snuggled up against him and spoke softly. "No, Daddy, I'm not a virgin. I've had sex, and I love it. I'm careful about who I'm with and what I do, but I do have sex with boys. Are you disappointed or mad at me?"
He realized she had driven him into a corner now that he had admitted that he started having sex even younger than her. After pausing several seconds he responded, "No, I'm not disappointed and certainly not angry with you, but I'm your father and I guess, like every father, I want my daughter to remain chaste until she's married. I guess that's kinda' old fashioned."
"Did you and Mom wait until you were married before you jumped into bed?' she teased him.
The tension broke and he laughed, "Hell no! I jumped her bones the first night we went out, and we never missed a night after that. Your mother was incredible in bed."
Katie was laughing now too, "I figured as much. And neither one of you were virgins on that first night either."
"Okay, honey, you've made your point. What made you decide to do it on that particular day, whenever that was?"
