Chemo had changed Mom. Selkie had thought at first that getting the diagnosis was the hardest part. Then the surgery, then the chemo. It was the chemo that changed Mom the most. She went from loving and involved to being cold and distant. And the announcement that the cancer was in remission was a mixed blessing, because by the time that came, Mom had found religion, and instead of a warm homecoming there was the awkward mechanics of her moving out to join with her Minister and his cultish flock.
Dad was devastated. The two things that had gotten them through the cancer was the hope that eventually things would return to normal, and how close he had gotten to Selkie as she took over her mom's role in running the house.
Selkie admitted that she was hurt too. Being the oldest, by a lot, she'd stepped up because she'd had to. She'd seen the way Dad struggled to take care of her brother and sister. At 18, she'd had to grow up and take on the duties that her Mom had handled. For the last three years she'd had to adult, and frankly, she felt short-changed. She'd been close with her Mom, and to have her just leave was more than insulting.
But as bad as it was for her, she knew that Dad felt even worse. She had to remind herself that she was just about the same age as Mom had been when she'd gotten pregnant with her. And that, largely steeled her determination to carry on.
The church lawyers were good at what they did. And when the divorce was finalized, they made sure that every asset that they could get their hands on went straight to the church coffers. That meant no college, no fancy vacations, and still the debt of Mom's hospital bills to settle. They felt lucky that they were able to keep the house.
Dad did his best to paint a smiley face on it. When the weather was nice they'd go for hikes together, sometimes all four of them, but occasionally just her and Dad. It was during those hikes that they could really open up to each other. For both of them it was an opportunity to be able to both let down their guard and affirm their appreciation for each other.
It was in anticipation of one of those hikes that started things. She'd gone into the bathroom, and as luck would have it her Dad was just getting out of the shower. With one foot in and one out, the shower door wide open and Dad reaching for a towel, Selkie got to see her first naked man. Part of her brain told her she should immediately avert her gaze, but she found it impossible to tear her eyes away from the sight she was beholding.
Dad quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. Mumbling something unintelligible as he headed toward his room.
Selkie had never seen a grown man's penis before, other than on the Internet. And judging by those that she had briefly seen there, Dad's was impressive. She thought back to times in her childhood that she'd hear her Mom and He getting it on. Mom would get rather...vocal, and now she had an inkling why.
That evening she kept revisiting the event and alone in her room with her hand feverishly rubbing her slick pussy, she kept the vision in her mind's eye as she brought herself to the most intense orgasm of her young life.
Selkie had gotten her share of attention in school, but with Mom's health problems and having to take care of little Caleb and Beth, she'd never really had an opportunity to act on any of it. Heck, she'd never even made out with a boy, and what little she knew came from movies and the romance novels she indulged her appetite for.
And now she had this one image burned into her imagination and she couldn't seem to keep her hands out of her own pants. In a way it was burdensome, because every time she looked at Dad, there it was. She got the feeling the He suspected something, but she couldn't help herself, it seemed. And it wasn't like she had some idea of acting on these feelings, they just were. And if they fueled her libido that was fine as long as she didn't cross the line.
What she hadn't counted on, because she'd had no experience with it was, in a word, Desire. Her increasingly frequent masturbatory sessions began to take on a life of their own, with her imagination creating all kinds of romantic scenarios and her own hands acting out the parts of her partner's.
And yes, why shouldn't she think of her Dad as her partner? She'd stepped up to fill Mom's shoes, so in her absence she felt justified in thinking of her role in that sense.
It had been a month since the "incident" and they'd been rather quiet around each other. They'd just returned from a hike when Selkie broke the silence.
"Dad" She began, "About what happened in the bathroom?"
"Yeah, Selkie, I'm sorry about that." He replied.
"No. Don't be." She said. "I admit that it was a little embarrassing at first, but I don't feel that way anymore."
"How do you feel about it, then." He asked.
"Curious. I feel curious." She replied honestly.
"What do you mean by curious?" He questioned.
"Curious to see it again..." She said timidly.
"Selkie, that's hardly appropriate." He admonished.
"Daddy, I know that, but..." She began.
"But what?" He prompted.
"But since I'm running this household and really don't have any other social life because of it, I don't think I'm asking too much just for another look." She stated.
"Selkie, I get what you're aiming at here, but I don't think going there is going to answer much for you. Maybe you should try one of those dating apps?" He suggested.
"Daddy, I don't want that. Anyway, who has the time? Not me. So...Please?" she begged.
"Well, it's weird is all... but if it'll shut you up." He relented.
"Thanks, Daddy. You're the best!" She said, leading him into his bedroom. "Now... let's see."
Joe couldn't believe the situation he found himself in. He felt embarrassed and shy as he looked into Selkie's eyes as if to confirm she really wanted this. He undid his belt and slid his pants and boxers to the floor. He could hear Selkies breathing change. He swore he could smell her. He felt his cock stir in response to a stimulus he hadn't been exposed to for a long time. He knew he was starting to get hard. It was time to put an end to this little show and tell.
But before he could bend down to grab his pants. Selkie reached out and touched his growing erection.
"Wow, Daddy." She said softly. "It's warm... It's getting hard, Daddy... Did I do that to you, Daddy?" She added in wonder.
"Yeah, well, it's been a while...since your Mom. It's kind of to be expected. Frankly, I apologize. This was a huge mistake." He admitted.
"I don't know if it's a mistake, but it's sure getting huge, Dad. What's it feel like?" She had wrapped her hand around its girth and grinned at him.
"Selkie. Stop it!" He begged.
"Okay. Just give me a few seconds. I might not get this chance again." She pleaded.
Joe's mind was in a freefall. He was sporting a full erection, and his daughter's hand was wrapped possessively around it. The worst of it was how good it felt. Selkie had always been a pretty girl, but now Joe couldn't help but see how completely she'd matured into a stunning beauty.
Instinctively Selkie began moving her hand, feeling her Dad's cock throb as she did. She had a strange feeling of happiness and empowerment. It sure was a pretty cock compared to the pictures she'd seen. Time stood still and she continued moving her hand on his shaft until suddenly it just began shooting. Rope after rope of milky white goo landing everywhere. On the floor, on her pants on the throw rug.
"Oh gawd, Selkie." Joe groaned. "You gotta stop this."
"What's wrong Daddy? Is that your cum?" Selkie crooned.
"Yeah. But this shouldn't be happening." Joe said, breaking free and pulling up his pants.
Selkie watched, scooping a dollop of his jizz from her pant leg she brought it under her nose and sniffed it. It didn't smell like her cum. Without a second thought she licked it off her finger. It was different, but she decided she liked how it tasted.
"It's okay, Daddy. I'll clean it up." She said.
"Forget about it, Selkie. I'll take care of it." He ushered her out of the room.
Shit! That was one parenting moment he'd never anticipated having. And he'd watched her soaking in every second like a starving person at a banquet. He felt betrayed by his own feelings, but also felt more in touch with his sexuality than he had been in years. Still. He needed to be on his guard because he'd seen the twinkle in her eye.
Selkie's libido was in overdrive. For the next couple of weeks. Even after her period came she kept up her masturbatory marathon. Admittedly, although the second incident with her Dad had served to answer the questions she'd had, it had created a whole slew of new questions and desires that she increasingly felt the need to answer. And there was only one route she wanted to take to get those answers.
"Daddy, I know I said that would be that, but I'm still curious." She cornered him one night after the kids were in bed.
"Selkie, we agreed on a one-time thing. It was strictly educational." Joe admonished.
"Then why did you cum, Daddy? How did I make you cum?" She demanded.
"It's a combination of things, Selkie." Joe replied. "Part of it is just having put sex on the back burner for so long, which made the stimulation probably more intense feeling to me. Part of it is ... how attractive you are as a woman. Part of it was just how determined you seemed. Do you understand?"
"I guess I mostly do." Selkie replied. "But if I'm attractive to you, and you were just doing it to make me happy, then I don't understand why we can't do it again?"
"Because you're my daughter, that's why." Joe retorted.
"That's a stupid reason." Selkie spat out. "You're my partner as much as you're my Daddy. It's been that way since Mom first got sick. And if I can do something to make you happy, that also makes me happy, then how wrong could it be."
"It doesn't work like that." Joe responded. "Anyway, is what your saying is..."
"That I want more? Yes. I want more." Selkie pouted. "And if I have to go find some random guy..."
"Shit, Selkie!" Joe said. But in his mind, picturing Selkie with some guy she just picked up to fuck... well it wasn't who she was. And the thought of her even trying to be like that made his stomach churn. Maybe there was some middle ground they could agree on here.
"Let's table this until morning, okay? It's late." Joe managed.
