"I swear to God Nicki, I don't mind that Daddy dates younger women – but he dates such skanks!" Shanna Harrison said as she poured her second cup of coffee of the morning. Her nightshirt was unbuttoned almost to the navel and her red hair was tousled, but Nicolette took no notice, she was used to her sister's exhibitionistic streak and it actually amused her.
"Did you know that he's been spotted around town with Vanessa Pelham?" Nicolette said, sipping her tea. She knew that bit of information would get a rise out of her younger sister.
"FUCK, no!" Shanna snarled. She and Vanessa had detested each other since kindergarten, they'd competed for everything, including Head Cheerleader, which has gone to Vanessa. Shanna's sister always teased her that her big boobs got in the way of the routines and that was all the players, spectators and other cheerleaders were looking at. Vanessa was a pretty, leggy redhead, but she had only 34C tits and Shanna had a curvy, lush 34DD / 26 / 36 figure on a 5'8" frame. It had served her well post-graduation, Shanna now worked as a model for both art & photography classes and also as a lingerie model on certain occasions.
Nicolette understood her father's attraction for pretty girls – both she and her younger sister shared his attraction for sexy, younger girls. Nicki had a boyfriend
and
a girlfriend, although the BF was on his way out – too demanding, too controlling.
Shanna currently had a female lover, an older woman she knew through work. Her sister was bi, but highly selective and there wasn't currently a man on her radar she was interested in. The older woman, in her early 30's, was a lingerie model who played with girls discreetly, lest her
very
public image be tarnished.
"We should set Daddy up with some of our friends," Shanna smiled as the warm brew eased her tensions. "I know quite a few of my girlfriends would love to fuck him – he's only a little past 40 and he looks at least 10 years younger, from all the sports he plays. He's a nice catch too, with Mom paying him all that alimony and the Bookstore finally making money."
Shanna's mother had met Lee Harrison at an Antiquarian Book fair, they'd been amused by the fact they had the same first & last names, although British-born Leigh Harrison spelled hers in that manner. They liked each other right away and snuck off to a nearby motel to fuck, it became a daily routine, until Leigh's roommate-girlfriend found out and insisted she make a choice. To Julia's surprise, Leigh chose Lee.
They'd opened the Booke Nooke together and run it together, Leigh taking evenings to write. Little by little in the intervening years, her writing became more successful. She wrote lesbian fiction when that particular genre was taking off, then segued into an erotic Lesbian Vampire series that had been optioned for an upcoming film. Leigh grew more and more successful and became involved with people that were far beyond her husband's simple, down-to-earth tastes. She had an affair with another female author and realized as much as she loved her husband, women were her preference, men were a side dish on her sexual menu.
Leigh asked for, and was granted, a divorce from Lee. She paid him a nice tidy sum that enabled him to buy some even rarer books for the store and his reputation as a "go to" expert grew. Leigh and Lee remained friends, their girls were sure they still shagged every once in a while.
"Do you have anyone in mind for Daddy as a playmate?" Shanna asked her sister, reaching for a buttered crumpet and munching it noisily.
Nicki smiled and put Grape Jelly on her crumpet. She was wearing only a bathrobe, which was coming open. Her tanned, athletic body was almost on full view, but it barely registered with Shanna. "The funny thing is, I was thinking of someone like you. If you weren't his daughter, I think you'd be perfect."
Shanna laughed uproariously. "Oh, that's just too funny. I was thinking you'd be perfect for Daddy ... you know, if
you
weren't his daughter." She laughed again.
The girls sat around their apartment for a few minutes, then Nicolette spoke quietly. "You know Shanna ... we
could
do it."
Shanna's eyes went wide as saucers. "You're not suggesting ...?"
"That we fuck Daddy? Sure – Mom told me he's a dynamite fuck, I can't say I haven't thought about it."
"You've thought about fucking
Daddy
?" Shanna said, astonished at her older sibling's lurid confession.
"You know better than anyone what a kinky bitch I am, little sister," Nicki said, sipping her tea. "I'm pretty open about my sexuality and I do what I want. No bullshit or head games, beyond that, anything goes."
Shanna looked at her sister and shook her head. One thing Nicki wasn't was dull, that much was true. The slender brunette lived life like it was a challenge and had their mother's inner fire.
