True to her word, my mom set it up so that my dad asked me to accompany him to his work function at some hotel downtown.
I wanted to go in with NO expectations, because also true to her word, she'd not mentioned a word of she and I's recent indiscretions. I couldn't deny in the back of my head though, I wanted the evening to end with me and Dad in bed. Ever since Mom so graciously got me off for me him, I knew it was going to be something I'd try to make happen.
As the time approached, I dolled myself up, put on the heels, skirt, and shirt I bought with mom and waited for him to pick me up.
"Daddy!"I said, hugging him, when he knocked on my door.
"Wow, you look great," he said.
"Thanks. Let's go."
I went out and got into his Mercedes, and crossed my legs for him before he got in. I wanted to make sure, if he wanted to get some glances in while driving, he could. And he did. ☺
"You look incredible honey," he said, getting an eyeful.
I did. I have to say.
"Thanks Dad," I said, overly flirty.
We arrived at the downtown Hilton to valet and were escorted into this ballroom type of place, where we had assigned seating. Dad and I chatted throughout, I tried not to sit too close, as did he.
When the boring formalities of some lawyer retiring from the firm were completed, the atmosphere became more casual as people began to mingle. I pushed away from the table and sat in perfect posture on my hard little black chair.
I rubbed my legs together, cricket style, bringing my knee up and it slide softly down my smooth calve. I recrossed often. Dad noticed, a lot.
"You really do look good Carmen," he said, during one of my intentional slight shaking of my foot.
"Daddy, you keep saying that!" I admonished. "You do too."
I got up and pecked him on the cheek. A slow song played and some of the drunken attorneys had hit the dance floor, swaying slowly, back and forth.
"Come on," I said, "Let's have a dance."
My Dad smiled.
"Sure."
We went to the corner of the dance floor and he put his hands on my hips and I dangled mine around his neck. There were only a few inches between us, but Dad's erection quickly took care of that. It rubbed against my skirt, sometimes, I could feel it through his black slacks, directly against my leg.
I did not resist when his hands moved a little bit lower so that his fingertips were at the top of my ass. Eventually, it was rubbing directly against my pussy. I got wet right there on the dance floor.
"Get a room, so we can fuck Dad. I'll keep the heels on," I wanted to say, but had not yet worked up the nerve to be like that.
As the music ended, we ignored our arousal, and went back and sat down.
"Thanks for the dance pumpkin," he said, innocently.
"Thank you!" I said beaming.
When it was time to go, we drove to my apartment in relative silence. It was late. Nearing 11 p.m. or so. I'd sent Doug off to stay with a friend. Encouraging him to do I should say, without being too obvious.
When we got there, we sat in the car as he shut it off. I turned toward him a little.
"You wanna come in for a sec Dad?"
"Sure honey."
We went inside and offered him coffee, which he didn't drink at night. I knew that. So I offered a little wine instead, which he took me up on it.
I sat down next to him on the couch. Not too close, since he was a tough read. I knew he was attracted. I'd felt it against me earlier, but I didn't want to come on too strong at all.
I made sure my skirt was riding up, and I did the cricket thing often. We made some small talk, when I decided to test things.
"So how are things with you and mom?"
"Good, very good sweetie. Thanks. I hear you two have been having a good time," he said grinning.
My faced turned as red as a fire truck. I squirmed and recrossed my legs.
"Umm...she told you?" I exclaimed.
"Yes, it's fine kitten. I've always known that side of your mom and you are just like her is all."
I started to relax a little.
"It's fun to be with her," I said, matter of factly.
"Does she make you orgasm?"
"Oh my yes," I said laughing. "She's hot and really good in bed."
"I'd like to see that," Dad said, scooting a little closer to me.
"Yeah? And anyway, hey mister, I hear you two have been having fun, you know with me."
"She told you that did she...." Dad said, his turn to be a little embarrassed.
"It's ok Dad," I said, sensing the moment, and moving in close. "Hey, look at me. It's Ok."
I put my head on his chest and moved my hand to his raging hard on. I stroked it through his pants and he didn't resist.
"It wouldn't be a bad thing," I whispered under his chin.
He didn't move or say a word. I just kept stroking him, and then, I unzipped his pants, without looking up.
"Carmen...."he managed.
But I didn't say anything, I was too busy looking at his seven inches of steel. I massaged it up and down with my left hand. Then I went down and licked the head. Dad moaned, so I knew it was ok. I took him as far down as I could, my wet, soft lips moving up and down. I felt Dad's hand on my ass, and he quickly worked his way to my panties, which were of course, drenched. He slipped a finger in me and I gasped for air, while giving him head.
"Sweetheart, Carmen," Dad gasped, as I was fully engaged with his dick. "I will cum if you don't stop."
"I can't have that.....yet," I said, standing. I slid off my panties over the heels, took his pants down a little further, straddled him. He put his hands on my hips and lifted up my skirt. I smiled at him.
"You want to fuck me daddy?" I whispered, kissing, him, rubbing the head of his magnificent cock against my wetness.
"I've wanted to fuck you for decades," he said, kissing me back.
And slowly I impaled myself all the way to his balls.
"Ughghhghhhh," we groaned in unison.
"That feels good," I managed, not moving much, just sitting on top of him buried. "You are thick."
"Your butt is incredible," Dad said, as he grabbed it, and raised me up to the top, then sent crashing wetly down.
"Mmm..."I squeaked, then I did it again, and again. I was so wet. "mmm.....Mmmm.....dadddy......ohhh...."
I put my two arms above him, bracing myself on the couch, and I kissed him and he kissed back.
"Do I feel good daddy?"
He smiled and rolled his eyes back.
"Amazing honey," he whispered.
Over and over I slowly took myself up his shaft, then came down with all my weight. Slow at first, but eventually very intensely, picking up speed with every time I pounded myself down on his dick. My lust level was surprising to me. I'd really wanted to do it with him for a long time, but had never given it much conscious thought until mom.
"I'm going to cum for you soon," I said through ragged breathing, as I was still rhythmically fucking him, sliding up and down, the wet sounds of penetration filling my apartment.
"Cum all over me Carmen," Dad said, putting his hands on my thighs. "I've wanted you too for so long honey."
Dad becoming more participatory did it for me, and began to go for my orgasm, that was coming whether I was ready or not.
