During the week I was always the first one out of bed. I had to be at work by 6 AM, so I was often awake by 4:30. I could have slept later, but I used this time to wake up slowly without being rushed to get on the road.
My morning routine was always pretty much the same. I'd throw on my bathrobe and head to the kitchen to get my first cup of coffee and then make my way to the den to check out the computer.
I'd light a cigarette, sip my cup of coffee and check out the latest news from a variety of sources. Then I'd check my e-mail. After that, I'd check out a porn site for a few minutes and either jack-off watching the show or head to the bedroom and get comfortable before beating my meat.
Either way, I was pretty sure that I'd never get caught. With all the pills Beth took before finally going to sleep, she would be sawing logs till at least 9 AM. Liz usually didn't move until 10 minutes before she needed to get up.
So after the day and night I just had with Liz, I thought to myself -- screw the bath robe. There was no doubt in my mind that Beth wouldn't wake up and if Liz did, oh well, she seen it all yesterday.
It felt great waking up knowing that I'd be at work in a couple of hours, but right then I was nude, without a worry in the world. I walked in the den, turned on the lights, clicked on our local newspapers website and began reading the latest news.
I heard some noises from Liz's room and slowly heard the pitter-pat of her feet in the hallway heading towards the bathroom. She walked past the den and did an about face. She was wearing her shorts and a loose tee shirt and of course her bra. She shook her head, smiled, and said, "You horny old fart." Then she went to the bathroom. It was like yesterday never happened she shut the door and took care of her business then walked past the den again.
This time she didn't pause or stop, she just kept walking down the hall. Her last words to me before getting back into bed were, "I hope you have a good day." I answered, "After last night, I'm going to have a great day."
I didn't jerk off that morning. I just felt so alive. A 50 year old man, slightly balding though still in good shape, had a beautiful 19 year old lady suck his cock. No fantasy could top how I felt.
I had so much energy that day that work just flew by and before I knew it I was heading back home.
Now the thoughts of last night really invaded my mind and I wondered how Liz and I would react around each other and more importantly how we would react around Beth.
I pulled in the garage and Liz wasn't home yet from school. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary. I went in the house and gave Beth a kiss and a hug. We had our ordinary afternoon chit chat. You know, "How was work?" "OK, how was your day?"
I went in the bedroom, stripped off my clothes and grabbed my bath robe. But today instead of closing it, I just left it open. If Liz wanted a quick look I would freely show her. If she didn't, that was OK too. And if Beth and Liz were in the same room together I could just close the robe with my hand.
Liz finally came home and talked to her mom for awhile in the living room. I just sat in the den playing on the computer just like any other day. Liz finally made it down the hallway and came into the den. She asked me if I had as good of a day as I thought I would. "You bet I did!"
She smiled and noticed that my robe was open. She told me that I deserved to have a great day every now and was glad that she could help. She had such a beautiful smile and her eyes could melt the coldest heart. Just a beautiful angel.
As she left the room, I thought for a minute that here was a young lady whom I had known since she was three years old and now 16 years later she had given me a very loving and caring blow job.
I felt no guilt about it at all. She did it freely. And if nothing else ever happened that too would be alright. She was my daughter in every aspect and I would never abuse her.
About an hour after she arrived home Liz came back in the den and asked if she could make supper. I looked up and said, "Sure." I was going to say more, but I was speechless.