Mark Harper was forty six, he was in love but not with his wife. He was in love with his daughter Tayler who was twenty four.
He had never meant for it to happen. He'd never wanted to be like those sick perverts. He'd always detested incest. That is, until he'd made love with Tayler.
It had began one weekend when his wife Elaine had gone out of town on a girl's weekend with some of her friends last fall. He'd invited Tayler to spend the weekend with him, spend some father daughter time together. He'd missed her while she had been away at college the past few years. She'd moved back a few months before but she'd been working a lot at her new job. Her family visits consisted of two hours on Thursday night to do laundry.
He figured they could watch movies, order take out, play board games and talk like they had when she was a girl. She had been thrilled with the offer when he called. She'd agreed to take the weekend off for their father daughter slumber party.
On Friday morning, he'd seen his wife off, picked up the house and ran errands. He'd gone to the video store and picked out a few old movies, then to the grocery store for her favorite snacks and soda. He'd then picked up a few beers for him and a bottle of wine for her. She'd be over for supper around seven.
He went up to his room and picked up the bedroom, even making the bed. Then he'd taken a shower and dressed in comfortable pajamas, silk with a wife beater underneath and the top unbuttoned. It was the first night, movie night. He went down to the kitchen and ordered her favorite pizza place's meat pizza and cheesy bread sticks.
She got home just before the pizza man arrived. She came in smelling of roses, freshly showered and dressed in her own pajamas. A thin red tank top with hearts covering it and red satin pants to match. She wore cute red slippers that looked like flip flops. Her toes and fingers were painted red to match and her hair was braided in pigtails. The same way she'd worn it as a kid.
She tossed her bags in her old room and made it back downstairs just as the food arrived. They ate and caught up on the past few weeks gossip, laughing and joking. It was nice being together and having fun. Her smile showed him she was truly happy with her life and that made him truly happy.
After they'd finished off their dinner, he went and popped a big bowl of homemade popcorn and added his special seasonings. They flopped down together on the couch, the popcorn between them.
The movie he'd chosen was E.T. She'd loved that movie as a kid and he'd loved watching it with her every year on her birthday til she was ten.
Soon the movie started and she moved the bowl and curled up beside him. She had gotten a blanket from the hall trunk and draped it across her legs. Her arms still had goosebumps though.
After he felt her watching him for almost ten minutes, he looked down to her. She was smiling up at him, her grinned almost angelic. He knew at that moment he could never let another man have her. She looked as innocent and perfect as any woman he'd ever seen.
Her blonde hair and baby blue eyes, her skin was flawless and her lips were crimson and she wasn't even wearing lipstick. Her eyes were locked with his and she felt the electricity too. She later told him that he was so handsome, she'd almost orgasmed right then. She could imagine their lips touching and his fingers caressing her body. He'd came as she'd stroked him one night while she'd told him this. That however is a different story of a different time.
That night, she had reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She'd pulled his face down to hers and pressed her lips against his. Her tongue had flickered across his lips and he'd parted them to let her explore his mouth. She'd ran her fingers in his hair and cupped his chin in her hand.
When they'd parted, his heart almost stopped. He couldn't do this, not with his own daughter. She was innocent and he had to keep her innocent. He felt lucky that it had only been a kiss and nothing more. That could be overlooked if they didn't go any further and never let it happen again.
She had protested when he'd tried to stop it, "Daddy, atleast listen to me first. I'm in love with you. I have been in love with you since I was eighteen years old. I can't wait another day."
He still kept his guard up, he knew it was wrong and couldn't allow it, "Baby, I'm sorry. That just isn't...We just can't."
She had argued more, "Yes we can Daddy. We'll be careful, we'll keep it a secret and we can spend more father/daughter time together, no one will ever find out."
"You just don't get it Tayler. If someone finds out, we'll be in a lot of trouble. I'll be in a lot of trouble. Our careers, our lives, our family. What about your mother? I can't hurt her. It isn't right."
She wouldn't stop, she kept up her reasoning, "I can't be without you another day. I've been avoiding this place, I can't come here and be around you if you never kiss me like that again. If you never make love to me Daddy. I quit coming over so often because I can't stop thinking about it. I've thought of climbing into bed with you while you're napping and mom goes over to Aunt Sue's on Friday nights. I am in love with you Daddy."
His breath became rapid, rushed. She was making him so hot, "Oh sweetie, it's not that easy. I just...It just wouldn't be right."
"Please Daddy, I know mama doesn't have sex with you often enough and I know you jack off. I've seen you sneak off and come out of the basement or garage with a big grin. Hell, one day I hid in your car and watched you. I could imagine myself sucking you off. Your cock is so beautiful, I can't wait to have it inside me."
"You...you...you watched me? What happened to privacy?" he stammered.
She grinned, "Pretty please Daddy, just for the weekend. If you don't like it, I won't pressure you. We'll have a nice romantic weekend and if anything makes you uncomfortable, I promise, I'll stop."
He was about to give in, "Oh Tayler, you've always had me wrapped around my finger."
She jumped up and down, grinning wide, "Does that mean you'll do it?"
He sighed, "I'll atleast give it a try Tayler. Don't expect anything sexual though, I can't make promises. I'm not comfortable with that."
She laughed, "Can we kiss then? Please??? I love kissing you Daddy!"
He relented, they settled back on the sofa, her laying beside him. She was nestled against his side, their chests touching, his arm around her. She hooked her leg up over his thigh and linked her arms around his neck. She pulled him down to her again and the magic began.
Their kisses were like fire, igniting passion and need inside of them both. He craddled her chin and used his tongue to make love to her mouth. She played with his hair, teasing his ears and rubbing her nose gently against his.
All the heat between them got to be a lot, so he tugged his shirt off. His bare chest, so muscular and tan was now pressed against her shirt. The heat from their skin like they were on fire, making the temperature rise in the room. He pulled her shirt up and over her head, tossing it on the floor. She had on a red silk push up bra between them, the rest of her skin touching his.
She moaned against his lips, sticking her tongue between his parted lips to tangle with his. She ran her hands over his chest, massaging and caressing the muscles he had there. She ran her hands further down to his rock hard abs, she teased him by running her hands down over the trail of hair to the band of his pants. Slipping her fingers underneath it, flittering along his private area.
He slowed down the pace, excusing himself to the bathroom. She could here him flush after a minute or two and head to the kitchen. He grabbed himself a beer and chugged it down. Popping a mint into his mouth, he then went back to her.
