Those who have read my submissions in "gay male" and "fetish" files will know this is a different direction for me. There is no sex just sexual innuendo, no naked bodies thrashing around making bed sheets dirty. Some may argue this isn't even incest. The story does end in female orgasm. All copyrights reserved by the author.
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Warm, not hot. It was early June in the Midwest. Temperatures were hitting high 70's. Breezes were from the south causing gentle ripples over the lake. Lawn mowers and riding mowers were heard throughout the neighborhood. At my house, it was no different, an acre and a half does not cut itself. I had already used the push mower to trim close to the cabin, fences, and trees; now I was on the riding mower getting the wide open spaces mowed.
I wasn't in any big hurry and stopped regularly for a taste of my beer. Often, one or another of the neighbors would pass near me and that was another reason to stop and sip some more beer before continuing on. The job was done by late afternoon with a couple neighbors coming by to toast our mutual success mowing. The Saturday afternoon lapsed into Saturday evening with nothing special to do.
I decided to get all the lawn tools cleaned up and put away before going in to get the dirt and grim off me in a warm shower, it was just too warm for a hot shower. I live alone now, my wife passed on a couple years ago driving home from a late night job. She had a heart attack that was unexpected. Since our kids were adult, not living at home, it was easy for me to sort out my life, do things I wanted to do but couldn't because of commitments. Now at 62, I was uncommitted, semi-retired, and enjoying a new life.
My oldest, my son, lives a couple states away with his wife and my youngest, my daughter lives close, about 20 minutes across town. My son is in his 30's and my daughter is in her late 20's. Both are very physically fit and have always been competitive. I see my daughter often and she likes to spend time with me at the lake, sometimes coming to stay the weekend. She likes to surprise me showing up at odd times, she has a key and lets herself in whenever she comes.
Since I told you I am semi-retired, let me fill you in with more details. I am 62, and if it weren't for lower lumbar degeneration, I'd be about six foot two inches. I am not physically fit like my kids, they didn't get fitness genes from me. I am somewhat overweight but pull it off by dressing to hide the weight. Naked, I'm fat. I do use a treadmill and bicycle around the lake so I do have a sense for fitness but I am a junk food junkie.
Now, let me tell you about my daughter. She is daughter on paper only, she was adopted when she was 19 months old while my wife and I lived in Korea. She was the daughter of a young woman who couldn't care for her, and released her to an international agency. We named our little girl Kari and when we moved back to the U.S. she became a naturalized citizen and Kari became her legal name.
Kari grew into a very pretty teen, petite, five foot two inches. Her small frame and Korean genes meant she was didn't have large breasts but they were firm and high, she was a 34A. Her waist was small and her hips carried a firm and very cute butt. Over the years, she stayed petite, even now she is a size four or five. She is just as firm in breast and butt now as then.
I was in the shower after getting things put away when I heard Kari's voice outside the bathroom door. "Surprise, guess who?"
"I hope it isn't the bathroom strangler, I don't want to die naked in the shower."
"Okay, then where do you want to die naked?" We often played off each other coming up with one liners like that. It was part of how we bantered keeping things fresh.
When I finished and dried, I called out that I left my clothes in the bedroom, "so cover your eyes as a naked old mans passes by." The bathroom door swung open and I stepped into short hall and leapt into the bedroom. I looked toward the open kitchen living room, did I see Kari stealing a look? I ignored that thought, closed the door and got dressed.
The day was warm, yet the nights got cool. Although I wore shorts, it was too cool to leave windows open. I closed the bedroom windows before going out. Kari had already closed the other windows as she was in shorts and light shirt also. "Oh good, you tightened up the rest of the windows. What are doing down here surprising me tonight. Although you are a nice surprise."
"I just decided to come down, spend a couple days since we are both off. Besides, there are a few things I want to talk to you about, life stuff." Kari was worried that I might waste away without someone in my life. She always used that life stuff language when we were going to talk about living alone.
"Silly girl, how many times am I going to tell you, I don't need a companion. The neighbors here are great, I have freedom to do just about whatever I want, I happy. Of all people, you know that." Even though my tone was serious, I did enjoy Kari's hints about female companionship. I think she really meant bedroom companionship.
"There are life stuff things to talk about you know. What about getting out for dinner and a couple drinks, life stuff?"
I decided to take the bait even though I figured I regret it. "You inviting me to take you out? Where do you want me to take you?" Actually, going out with a young attractive woman is an ego boost and I can gloat for a couple hours.
"How about we go to The Hut? Its only a couple miles, okay food, and cold drinks. You know people there, they know me, no big deal. I can change quick into long pants and so can you. It is cool enough for a light jacket."
"Well, lets get changed and go." I slipped back to the bedroom, changed, and came out faster than Kari was changed. She was just bending to pull up her pants. Her cute butt was encased in shear panties, I saw a hint of female vagina. "Sorry, came out too fast. You should have used the bathroom to change." I was suddenly having a blood flow problem from one head to another.
"I could have, but then I couldn't catch you sneaking a peek." Her movements were deliberate, not jerking her pants up to cover up.
"I wasn't sneaking a peek, you entrapped me. You were sneaking a peek when I came out of the shower." I was old enough not to get embarrassed but I knew I caught Kari in her peek sneak. She was red around the neck.
Getting to The Hut, Kari took my hand, not unusual for her in public with me. We strode in, found a booth that was empty, and sat. Usually, Kari sat across from me but tonight she scooted in next to me. A couple neighbors were there and we called out our hello's. The waitress was a neighbor's daughter who knew both Kari and I and knew the drinks we liked. She didn't take an order, she just brought the drinks.
"What you guys doing out tonight," she asked. "We don't usually see you this late."
Kari answered, "I need to get him out once in a while. If I don't, he gets boring." We all laughed as Renay eyed how close Kari was sitting.
"Renay, we want some dinner, has the cook gotten any better or do we have to eat the usual crap," I asked.
"Crap is the best you're going to get here. Patti melt basket is the special tonight." I looked at Kari, she nodded, and I ordered two.
A neighbor came over for a little conversation but left when our food came. While waiting for our food we'd ordered another drink each. While we ate, other folks we knew came up to say hello. The Hut was a typical red neck joint but no one ever felt out of place. The food was not bad for a small town bar, in spite of calling it crap. The cook took great pains to run a clean kitchen. We ate and had a third drink before settling up and heading out. Just like arriving hand in hand, we left holding hands.
"You are acting different tonight Kari, want to explain?"
"Not really, just life stuff." I let it die, she'll talk when she's ready. "Dad, lets a drive up to the ridge where we can see the river flow by."
I knew that was her thinking spot. When she wanted me to take her there, it often meant she had a complex issue to resolve leading to some opening her heart and soul. Our relationship was always like that, Kari was always more open with me than she had ever been with her mother.
"Some deep thoughts tonight? You always knew I could deal with your problems better than mom." No response, that told me the problem was more than just complex. I was about a ten minute drive to the point that loomed over the river. On a dark night, it was hard to make out any details of the valley or the river flowing below.
Tonight there was a moon that shown down giving the valley a slight glow. Even with the moon light, the river was hard to make out. Kari got out of the car stepping to the front to lean on the fender. "Dad, come here with me."
I stepped out and moved to her side. Kari put one arm around my back putting her other arm around my waste and squeezed herself tight against me. It was just natural that I take my arm and pull her into me. My arm went her shoulder and under her opposite arm. I was feeling her rib cage between her back and breast, my hand gently massaged her side.
"I like being with you dad," Kari whispered into my chest. "I am comfortable and confident with you. You know almost all my secrets and don't think badly of me no matter what I tell you."
"I take it there is another secret you want to tell me." I was whispering as well. "You'll tell me when you're ready."
I felt her chest rise and fall with her breathing. She didn't feel tense or nervous. I kissed the top of her head as I usually do, she hugged tighter, I pulled her tighter. "I want to be with you, dad."
I guessed what she meant, but replied, "You are with me all the time, when you're not here, you're here. When you are here, you closer." I wanted to hear her say the words she wanted to say. I did feel some tension rising.
