I am a 65 year old Kenyan white man having left my home country in 1999 to settle in the United Kingdom. I got divorced from my wife in 1988 when my daughter, Pat (or Fluffs, as I affectionately call her), was just 6 years old. I could have left then but my love for Fluffs wouldn't allow me to do that. So I waited until she turned 17 and had finished school before I made the painful decision to leave her behind with her mother. I have been back to Nairobi a few times to visit but haven't been since 2006 so it was a real surprise for me to learn that Fluffs would be visiting me for two weeks here in London. As I had my own 1-bedroomed flat I didn't think it would be a problem as she could sleep in the lounge and me in my room (or vice versa). I must first add here that when I got divorced I allowed Fluffs to sleep in my bed with me as she was still very traumatised by the separation and sought solace in my cuddles. To help her go to sleep I would softly caress her hair and soon she would be asleep. That agreement came to a halt when she became sexually aware and began sleeping in her own room when she slept over in my house in Nairobi.
The day she arrived from Nairobi in June 2011 I fetched Fluffs from Heathrow and we chatted about everything as we drove all the way into London near Tottenham Court Road. Fluffs was now a 30 year old stunner and although she had a boyfriend, I was secretly very jealous. That night after dinner we chatted more and watched some TV before both going to bed. I was in my bed and Fluffs agreed to sleep on the sofa bed in the lounge. I had just turned off the bedside lamp when I heard "Dad?" It was Fluffs standing just inside the bedroom door.
"What's wrong, Fluffs?" The lights from the street outside threw enough light into the room for me not have to switch on the side lamp. I could just make out that Fluffs had on a sheer shorty pyjamas showing off her beautiful thighs to perfection. Her top was see-through and her small boobs were quite visible in the subdued light.
"Dad, do you remember how you would caress my hair when I came to visit you back home?"
I was a bit taken aback by this recollection. "Of course, Fluffs, how could I forget?" I said, feigning excitement.
"Do you mind if we do that again, please, Dad?"
"Of course not, my Angel, but how do you propose we do that? This is only a single bed." And besides, I thought to myself, I am only wearing underpants.
"That's okay, Dad, we'll make a plan."
So I moved to make space for her and she climbed in next to me, with me on my back and Fluffs cuddled onto my outstretched right arm. I found it a bit difficult to reach up to her head and told her so.
"Maybe if you just rub my back like you did those days," she said. I held her close to me and softly began caressing the small of her back as Fluffs put her right arm across my bare chest. She also began softly caressing my chest, slowly going down towards my stomach. That was when I began getting "funny feelings". She exacerbated the situation by sliding closer to me so that her legs were touching mine with her head on my shoulder. My cock began twitching but I did not show any outward interest, instead I began breathing very slowly as if asleep and let my hand drop from caressing her back onto the bed behind her. This didn't stop her from caressing my stomach and, very surreptitiously her hand moved closer to my cock. Then I felt her right leg rub against mine with her knee resting on my thigh. I also felt her warm pussy rub against my thigh but I turned slowly onto my right side so that my cock would be within easy reach of her wandering hand. I then felt the back of her hand softly rub against my cock but I still showed no reaction although my cock could not help itself. It slowly grew hard and erect but the underpants stopped it from really standing out.
Fluffs then did something I had not expected from her. With her fingers she pulled on the elastic and drew the underpants open, at the same time reaching in and grasping my hard cock, pulling it out and slowly giving me a handjob. I pretended to be aroused and slowly began a simulated fucking action. I was in reality, very aroused and was in fact fucking her hand. I began moaning with enjoyment as if I were still asleep when I felt her breathing softly next to my face. Suddenly her lips brushed mine. I gave no indication that I was awake but Fluffs made sure I was.
"Dad?" she said, "Dad?" then tapped me on my chest.
