I was in my home office with my neighbor, who I had been sexually servicing for about four years in a way that his wife would not. He was sitting, naked, on a chair. I was also naked, on my knees between his legs with his cock in my mouth. His cock twitched and started unloading my reward. When he started pumping his seed into my mouth I began swallowing. I kept his cock in my mouth sucking on the knob and licking all remnants of his cum being sure I did not miss any.
Just as he finished feeding me his seed I heard the door close. Dropping his cock from my mouth I asked him, "Did you just hear something?"
"No", he replied as I stood from my kneeling position.
Jim, began putting his clothes on and I slipped my pants and shoes back on. After Jim left I decided to see if anyone was here besides us. I went into the room which I have turned into a bar. I fixed myself a glass of Jack Daniel's and walked through the sliding doors onto the patio.
Myia, my thirty two year old daughter was sitting on the porch swing. She had a cocktail on the table beside the swing and an amused smile on her face.
Myia just recently split from her husband and she and her four year old son, Brandon, are living with me until she gets back on her feet.
"Hi Myia", I somewhat nervously greeted her. "How long have you been home? I thought you were working this afternoon."
"I was supposed to work this afternoon but it was really slow so I decided to take the rest of the day off," she replied. "Brandon is with his father this weekend and I thought I would just take some time for myself."
I began to relax a little believing that what I heard was her in the barroom. "It is always good to take time for yourself."
"Is that what you do? I saw you in the office just now." Then she continued, "I have wondered if you were bi-sexual and now I guess I know."
"Yes I have been bi-sexual for many years now. Does it bother you knowing that I like having sex with men?"
"Actually no, it does not. I just wish it was me instead of Jim," She responded.
Somewhat taken aback I stammered, "Wh...Wh..What did you say?"
She looked down at her hands clasped in her lap and quietly repeated, "I wish it was me you were having sex with instead of Jim."
After a short silence she continued, "I have wanted you sexually ever since I was about fifteen. I use to fantasize about you slipping into my bed at night.."
"Myia, I am very flattered that you wish to have me in that way, but it cannot be. You are my daughter," I sternly replied.
Myia said no more she stood up from the swing, picked up her drink and drank it. Then she stopped beside me on her way into the bar and kissed me on the cheek saying, "Okay, I will see you at supper."
Myia is a beautiful young lady at five feet one inch tall, weighing about one hundred ten pounds, striking blue eyes, a B plus cup size and copper red hair that she wears shoulder length.
I watched her as she walked past the bar, sat her empty glass on the counter and proceeded towards the kitchen.
As I watched her I thought, 'She probably is a very hot fuck. But she is my daughter and it cannot be.'
Over the next few days neither of us mentioned what we had discussed.
Then one evening just her and I were sitting at the bar having a drink when she asked, "Are you sure?"
I just nodded my head took a sip of my Jack and changed the subject.
About two weeks after Myia had caught me with a cock in my mouth my wife had to go on a business trip and would be gone for at least two weeks. She flew out of town on a Friday afternoon. I always felt there was a little more to her business trips than she talked about. However it did not bother me as we had not been sexually active with each other for a least five years, at that time. At that time she told me that she no longer was interested in sex to which I replied that she can do with out sex but I am not. I am sure that she has a lover, I know I have several.
That evening Myia and I dropped Brandon off at his fathers on our way to the club for dinner. We had a few drinks while there and then went home.
We did not talk about her fantasy of having sex with me again, except the one time she asked me if I was sure.