Miki Lee needed a shower badly. Having been dropped off in front of her Father's house by a checkered cab she realized her scent. Too much sex today had left her rank. She was almost embarrassed. Even her perfume was defiant now. She prayed her Father wouldn't catch a whiff and question her. Shopping bags in hand she took a deep breath and headed up the porch stairs to the front door. Before venturing in she chose to sneak a peek through the window next to the door. The curtain was open just enough.
"Not in the living room. If I'm quiet I might get past him and into the rest room."
Unlocking the door as gently as possible she creaked the oak door open and peered inside. There was total silence. Gaining confidence she entered and lightly closed the door behind her. Her bags were noisy rubbing against each other with a crinkling sound of plastic. In passing she looked up at the surveillance cameras and stuck her tongue out at Lukas if he was watching. Of course he was.
Where was her Father Daniel? Lukas had informed her earlier that he had just gotten home from his bowling league. One of the very few hobbies he enjoyed.
After passing the dining room and kitchen she still hadn't found him. Either he was napping or in the bathroom. Stealthily she headed toward her bedroom hoping to enter before he realized that she was at home. Just before turning her doorknob the hallway bathroom door opened startling her. Her Father stepping out in a hand held towel about his waist. He hadn't seen her until he turned to face his daughter. Startled he accidently lets the towel slip from his fingers and it drops to the hardwood flooring.
"Jesus!" He ushers grabbing the threshold of the bath.
Miki Lee turns at his spooked demeanor. Her eyes tried not to look down at his manhood but it became impossible. As he scrambled to retrieve his towel from the floor and hide his cock he turned red. Miki followed suit yet even in her blush she realized just how large her Father was. The admiration made her eyes widen with respect. Then, just as quickly she turns away to avoid explaining why she took such interest in it.
"Sorry Dad. I didn't even know if you were awake. It was quiet so I assumed you were napping."
Towel wrapped about his waist firmly he settles his nerves.
"No. Worked up a sweat bowling so felt like cooling off. Hot one today."
"Yes it was. I need a shower too. Hot and sticky." Her admission didn't include just how sticky and from what. Namely lots of cum.
"Might still be some hot water left." He then notices her bags, "You go shopping?"
"I did. Intimate clothing so don't ask to see." She giggles.
Dan narrows his eyes, "How did the job search go? They pay you already?"
"Calm down. Yes I got a job." She lifts a bag with the logo for "Fetish's" on it, "I work here starting Monday. Sales girl. Macy's didn't pan out. Neither did the oil change place. Besides that didn't feel so girly. Bus rode by Fetish's and I saw a Help Wanted sign. What the heck right? Job is a job."
He frowns, "That doesn't explain the clothing and how you afforded them."
"I had a little cash left in my account. My new boss Charmin hired me on the spot. Even offered to give me an advance. She's an artist too. I'll be helping her on occasion working with Mannequin's. I just found the job appealing."
Nodding with a hesitant shrug he eases closer to her, "Sorry if I embarrassed you just now."
"I'm fine. And, I hope that I didn't embarrass you either. That was awkward for both of us I'm sure. Let me go put my things away and grab a shower. Love you Dad."
Closing his bedroom door but not latching it he returns her adoration, "Love you too Miki."
Entering her bedroom she exhales loudly at her narrow escape. If he had seen price tags he might wonder how much of an advance she had gotten. If it existed. She quickly snips all the tags and goes about hanging things up and folding them into dresser drawers. Stiletto heels hidden in the back of her closet. Perfume bottles on her bedside stand. From there she peeled her dress off and stood in front of her full length mirror on a closet door. She looked worn out. Her hair was a ratty mess. Body odor less than appealing.
"Just plain gross. Dad must have thought I ran home. Let's get cleaned up and feed my belly. I haven't eaten all day."
Before making that journey she plugged her cell in to charge. The second she began to step away the phone buzzed.
"Lukas?" She creased her brow looking to make certain.
His text read, "The rest of your clothes are in a safe place. I'll let you know where when the time is right."
"Thank you Maestro. Today was fun. Let me shower and grab a bite then I'll get online in the living room. Need to make sure my Dad is asleep so he doesn't ask questions."
"I'll be waiting Beautiful." He ends his texting.
Setting the cell down she locates a towel she had used earlier in the day laying across her bed and holds it around her. Moving to her door she opens it and starts into the hallway. Before reaching the bathroom she hears a muffled groan. Stopping to listen she hears it again. Wincing she follows it toward her Father's door. It had a thin gap in between the threshold and the frame. She could see in slightly. It was dimly lit but she could make out her Father standing in front of a muted television. He was watching a porno. Jerking off.
Her eyes flared with curiosity. Then, it dawned on her that the hallway had a camera trained down it. Lukas could see her snooping. Not to mention he probably saw the towel drop ten minutes ago. Her thoughts twisted. She chose to retreat to the bathroom and let her Father enjoy his privacy. Hopefully his masturbation would tire him out. That would offer Miki her own privacy with Lukas in the living room.
Entering the bathroom Miki began to shut the door when something prevented her from sealing it all the way. She chose to leave it ajar just as her Father had done his own. Opening the glass door of the shower she reaches in and ignites the water. As it warmed to the perfect temperature she discarded her towel and stepped inside. The cascade felt incredible. After a few moments to relax she began soaping her luffa and sponging away the stank. The suds graced every inch of her flesh.
While she showered the steam build up filtered out into the hall through the crack in the door. Daniel had heard the shower when started and stepped from his television to close his door properly. Spotting the steam he winced. She had left the door open as he had. Grimacing at his erection which had not been emptied he palmed it for a timid circulation. Questioning his perverted thoughts he steps out into the hall and moves silently to the bathroom door. He could see through the crack a mirror over the sink. Steamed only slightly due to the opened door allowing an exit he spotted his daughter sponging herself. Every so often he would watch his security footage and capture her playing with herself. Today was in person. His mind confused by the attraction. She was so much like her Mother. Same body. Same hair. Just not quite as Asian.
He decided finally that what he was doing was wrong and returned to his bedroom. When closing his door he stopped from latching it once again. This time he left it open just a little wider. She undoubtedly would pay little attention to it. Daniel went back to his porno.
Miki washed her hair to revive its luster. Satisfied that her body was purged of all leftovers she shut off the water and stepped out of the shower stall. Reclaiming her towel she dried off and felt a chill flow across her flesh. The chill thrilling her nipples. She realized the door was still ajar. Possibly opened a bit more than she had left it. Pausing to ponder on the off chance that her Father might have been snooping. Lukas had told her this past week that Daniel had observed her on camera before. Jerking off over the footage. Before that information she never even thought that she might be seen. Naïve to the cameras true purpose. She presumed that they were only activated when the two residents were away. Evidently Daniel left them on when he was gone to work for his own reasons. The knowledge had piqued her curiosity ever since.
Leaving the bathroom she shuffled in her towel toward her room. Her eyes averting to her Father's door which was also opened slightly more than it had been. The porno was still playing but on mute to avoid letting Miki know he was watching smut. The silence only helped his own feral breathing and emotional state echo at a low pitch. Miki knew very well that her Father was still jerking off. Either he was on his second or third ejaculation or he was having difficulties. Standing out of his direct view she leaned against the wall opposite his door. Listening.
She was afraid to breath. For fear that her hearing might miss anything vital. The last time she had heard him he had mentioned the words, "You've grown up so much." Something to that effect. She knew that he must have been thinking about her. As strange as that was it had gnawed at her thoughts ever since. Would he say anything like that again in his fantasy?
His mumbles were more like groans of aggravation. He was obviously struggling to stay erect. She felt so bad for him. His loneliness evident since her Mother's passing. He had refused to even date out of respect for her. Choosing instead to be self absorbed and relinquish his needs to fictional lovers. Porn his next best thing to being there.
Nibbling at her fingertip she almost left him to his disappointment when she hears words expel softly.
"Why do you have to look so much like your Mother?"
That must have proven to be his upset. He wanted to envision Miki but kept seeing her Mom. Her resemblance attracted him yet turned him away at the same time. The thoughts made Miki realize her own sorrow. She missed her Mother as well. Just standing here in her own silly fantasy must be making her Mother frown from Heaven. Still, her Father sounded so miserable. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath then turned to knock on her Father's door.
"Dad?"
She heard him stir in his bed and cover himself with his sheet. A quick channel switch on his TV ended on an Animal Planet episode.
"Come on in. Everything alright?" He swallowed at potentially being caught.
Shuffling through the darkness, illuminated by the lighting of the TV she moved to the foot of his bed. Her towel held to her chest but not tied. Any loss of her grip and it would fall away. The ends of the towel revealing her left hip and pelvic bone all the way down her left leg. She looked down at him with a pout.
"I'm fine. Are you? I heard you groaning as if in pain."
His sheet covered his waist but in his hurry to avoid her seeing his timid erection he rested his backside on part of the sheet that kept him from covering his right leg all the way up to his own hip. The TV lighting displayed his hip quite well due to his lily white skin color. He opted to just lay there and stress over it later.
"Just rolling my eyes at these animals on the TV. Some of the things they do are pretty out there."
Miki moves closer to watch the TV between he and the television itself.
"Look's like mating season." She giggles at the Antelopes attempting to have sex.
"So, what's wrong? You seem troubled."
"I was going to say the same of you. In passing I heard you mention Mom."
"Ah!" He frowns at eying Miki's exposed hip now that she had mentioned her Mother.That tamed his erection even more., "Yeah. Every now and then I miss her."
"You must be so lonely."
"I am. But, I'll live. What about you? Shouldn't you be out there meeting guys? Instead of babysitting me."
"I like taking care of you. Don't knock it Mister. I know you don't want to do all the dishes and vacuuming."
