In a word, WOW! That pretty much describes my life over the past two weeks. It is very funny how life causes chaos out of the order that we accomplish for ourselves. I am thirty-eight in another month here, still young enough to enjoy life, and I have spent those thirty-plus years creating an organized, smooth-running life for myself, and my daughter, Marilynn. Marilynn is the center of my world, my only reason for living since her mother passed away over three years ago. Marilynn entered my life when I was only seventeen and her mother, Angie was 16. We were a couple of dumb kids, I can admit that. However, Marilynn was more than worth all of the stupidity.
Anyway, two weeks ago tomorrow, Marilynn was enjoying the overly warm weather that we have had this year in Michigan. She was decked out in a string bikini, a smile, and not much else. I was cleaning up the yard as she laid out to work on her tan. She just turned 20 in April, and her brown hair trails down to the center of her back in a very wavy manner that accents her very nice young body.
As I was watching her, I couldn't help but notice how much she looks like her mother and I enjoyed letting my imagination run free for a little while. Something that I haven't done since Angie died from cancer. I allowed my eyes to travel along the curves of Marilynn's legs and across her sexy ass, noticing the small size of her waist and then taking the time to mentally cup her breasts in my hands and guess that they have grown into around a 34C. Suddenly I realized where I was, and that this wasn't my sweet Angie, but my very own daughter!!
I quickly started working on the lawn again, trying not to think the thoughts that I had been thinking, and trying not to notice that my imagination managed to get my 7 inch constant companion up and ready for action!! After about five or so minutes of trying to wait for the "swelling" to go down, I decided to take matters into my own hands and walked the long way around our three bedroom, light blue house in this very small town, and going into my bedroom.
As soon as I was in my small, brown paneled room, I fell onto the king sized water bed. After a couple of minutes, my mind and my hand began to wander and I started fantasizing about Angie, running my hand down inside my Bermuda shorts to stroke my cock ever so slowly. Thinking of Angie and I making love, I pushed my shorts down under my balls so I could enjoy the full length strokes that I had moved up to. Suddenly, my bedroom door came open and Marilynn was standing there looking straight at my hard cock, which was softening because of the shock of being interrupted.
Marilynn quickly apologized and ran down the hall to her room, I heard her bedroom door slam shut and couldn't figure out exactly what I should or even could do! I decided to approach this like the adults that we are, I pulled my clothes back into place and started walking down the hall to her room when the phone rang in the living room. I turned around and went to answer the phone, regretting it and being thankful for being "saved by the bell", so to speak. After spending about 2 or 3 minutes on the phone with my brother and telling him I really didn't care if he borrowed some DVDs this weekend, I started out back down the hall to talk to my Marilynn. As I reached the door and got ready to knock, I heard Marilynn's heavy breathing and the unmistakable sounds of passion and a bed creaking. I know I shouldn't have listened in, but with all the other confusion going on that day over the timespan of less than an hour, I just couldn't help myself from eavesdropping a little.
"Oh Daddy. Yes, touch me there. Yes, I loved seeing your cock, I love you! I need your cock so bad! I don't want anyone else, just let me touch it, kiss it oh yes, right there." I could hear Marilynn's moans and cries of pleasure. I wasn't quite sure what to do, again! I started to turn back down the hall to finish my yard work and I didn't realize just how close I was to her door and my hand hit the doorknob. I quickly rushed down the hall so that I wouldn't look like some sick pervert listening in on my own daughter masturbating. "Daddy?! Can I talk to you for a minute please?? You always told me that I could talk to you about anything!"