Bruce had been having a tough day at the office, some of the stresses of work were starting to gnaw at him, but fortunately it was just about time to go home. The day was winding down when his phone buzzed... "Babe, I'm heading out for a bit, I have some errands to run" It was Diana (his wife - see part 1 and 2) "I won't be back until late, meeting up with my sister for dinner".
That was disappointing... Diana was usually great at making Bruce feel better after a long week, indeed he had been looking forward to seeing her curvaceous body and getting his hands on her. Four o'clock rolled around and Bruce decided that he'd head home early, he collected his things to head home. 'Just me, some pizza and movies I guess' he thought to himself.
Upon arriving home Bruce noticed a few things were a bit amiss. There were extra shoes by the door, and someone had been in the kitchen making a snack or something. "Hello?" he called. Had his wife set something up? It wouldn't have been unprecedented. He immediately had thoughts that she had sent one of her friends over and went upstairs to see if anyone was up there. Creaking his bedroom door open he looked curiously inside, no one. The bed was made as usual, things put away, except Diana's nightstand drawer was not quite shut. Strange.
Heading back down to the kitchen to tidy up the small mess Bruce noticed the washing machine in the basement making some noise, beginning the spin cycle he figured. 'That's odd, why would the washer be going?' he thought to himself.
Heading downstairs there was a pile of clothes by the laundry room door, Cassie's (their daughter's) clothes. 'Cassie's home from college?' he wondered to himself and continued through the basement to her room that was still set up for her.
Cassie had gone off to college in the fall, gearing her education to use her years of dance experience to work with kids. Cassie is an amazing girl, bright and bubbly with blonde hair past her shoulders, firm 36DD breasts, a fit flat tummy, nice round ass and amazing dancers' legs. She's 5'5" and maybe 125 pounds.
As Bruce moved through the basement he could hear a buzzing coming from his daughter's room, suddenly a few things clicked in his head, the open nightstand drawer, the buzzing, he was home about an hour earlier than she would be used to him being there. His daughter was using her mother's vibrator right on the other side of the bedroom door.
He was already feeling a little horny, and disappointed his wife wasn't home, but now this, after thinking his wife had sent a surprise. He was surprised alright! And found himself getting hard thinking about what was going on. Soft moans escaped through the door and he could tell she was nearing climax. Of course she had no idea her dad was on the other side of her door. Cassie's moan grew louder, "Mmm God yes! YES!" she shouted.
Bruce couldn't help it, he took out his cock and started stroking it. She was cumming right on the other side of the door. He gently nudged the door and it opened slowly, he could see her on the bed, legs spread, eyes closed, vibrator inside her shaved pussy, one hand squeezing her own nipple. Bruce couldn't help but watch, just last night he had used that vibrator on Diana.
She reached down with her hand and rubbed her clit hard, working the vibrator with the other hand, let out a loud moan and came again, hard, squirting a bit out onto the bed. Bruce backed away from the door after that sight, his cock raging. He needed to take care of this before she knew he had been watching.
Cassie lay there, reveling in her orgasm. So amazing. She opened her eyes and pulled the vibrator out of her snatch. She then noticed that her door was partly open. A little dazed she wondered why that was. Maybe it was just a draft, no one should be home at the moment. She pulled her tank top back down over her body and slipped on her thong panties to go find out some sort of answer.
Meanwhile Bruce had gone up to his bedroom to get out his laptop, a little porn was the best solution he could hope for at this point. On the way he had grabbed a pair of Cassie's panties out of the laundry pile. In his hurry he hadn't lock the bedroom door. Queuing up a video of a teen girl getting fucked he began to stroke with the panties.
Cassie, vibrator in hand searched the house for the source of her open door, going past the front door she noticed her Daddy's shoes on the mat and his coat on the hook. She gasped, had he been the reason her door was open? Did he just see her cum? She climbed the stairs and could hear faintly the noises of sex coming from her parent's room.
