Journal entry June 23rd.
Another warm day. Finished rewarding laps in the pool. Attempting to work but its Saturday. Fuck that. Holly is home on college break. Perhaps breakfast tomorrow? Quality time. Quiet in the house. Its 10:00 pm. Is that a car door slamming? I have secretly...sexually desired my daughter for quite some time now. How's that for honesty journal? So relieved that she's home and happy. Wish we could make love. Sigh.
Closing eyes. Come to me now Holly.
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She enters through the front door, nonchalantly kicking off leather sandals. Holly looks stunning in tight denim shorts and halter top. Wavy black as night hair frames a pretty face. Large gold looped earrings shimmer daintily. Deep sparkling hazel eyes hold my look.
"Hi Daddy."
"Hey sweetie. You're home early."
"Yeah well. Greg always seems to have an excuse and run off." She shrugged. "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course." We've always been open and honest.
"Am I...you know...attractive?"
"Oh honey you're..." Sexy? Freaking gorgeous? Good-enough-to-eat? All the right words seemed inappropriate. "You're beautiful. I mean that."
Smiling, she sauntered closer and wedged tightly against me on the cushioned loveseat. Laying her head on my shoulder, Holly's left hand draped across the front of my blue summery robe. Her firm breasts pressed into my arm causing my penis to stir pleasurably.
"Didn't expect an impartial answer." She giggled.
"It's true." I brushed away a soft lock and kissed her forehead.
"Aww you are the best Daddy." Nuzzling my neck and ear. Her hair smells wonderful. Her soft face and extreme closeness arousing.
Holly turned and kissed her father full on the mouth. The kiss was sweetly spontaneous. My cock stirred again as Holly's lips writhed sensually, capturing my full attention. She pressed harder, then surprisingly inserted her long, wet tongue.