Natalie's Panties

"Do you ever notice Natalie?" my wife asked.

I knew what she meant and if I hadn't known Natalie, our 18-year-old daughter having walked by in jean shorts so short you can see the pockets just a few minutes ago had such 'noticing' fresh in my mind. But I knew the right answer the question.

"I'm her Dad."

"Yeah," she said. "The dad of a fine looking daughter."

She wasn't wrong. With shoulder length brown hair the same color as her mother's and a fast developing body that was all curved lines as if made for speed. Still, I felt like I should be cautious.

"Of course she's attractive," I said, following her into the bedroom. To be honest at that moment I wasn't thinking of my daughter's ass. I was looking at my wife's as she slipped out of her light blue elastic 'mom jeans'. She had wider hips than her daughter and gravity had done its job, but his wife, Katie had a fine figure for a woman her age.

"Have you ever thought about fucking her?"

I couldn't believe she was asking me this. I felt like I might be in trouble. If she was asking, maybe she'd found something. Some sort of evidence. What could she have?

"Katie, that's ridiculous."

"It is?"

"Yes."

"Then why did I find these in our laundry hamper last night?" Katie said as if she'd solved some case. She held in her hands a pair of ladies underwear. White cotton with little blue hearts on them. And now I knew what she had.

The night before, Katie had been working swing shift at the hospital. She'd be home shortly after 11pm. Natalie had gone to a friend's house. And I had found that pair of underwear on the floor of Natalie's bedroom. I remember picking them up, knowing she'd worn them recently. Secure that no one was home, I brought them to my nose and inhaled my daughter's scent. Musky and sweet.

I got hard quickly and felt guilty being in her room. So I went to our bedroom and rubbed one out, cumming really hard and soiling my daughter's panties with my seed.

And now my wife held them up in her hands because I was stupid and tossed them in the laundry hamper of my bedroom. I should have just put them in Nat's bin where they should have been anyway.

It seemed as though years went by and at the same time, no time had passed at all since my wife had asked about those panties. I tried to think of some sort of lie. Could I try to say I thought they were Katie's? I had no time to really contemplate it.

"Um, yeah," I said, a little sheepishly. "I used that underwear to jerk off with."

I don't know what I expected her response to be, but it's safe to say the last expression I thought I'd see on my wife's beautiful face after confessing that I wiped my freshly ejaculated cock all over her daughter's panties was a smile.

"I knew that. You want to know how I know?"

Katie walked from the entrance to the garage around to my work bench. While holding Natalie's panties in one hand, Katie grabbed my cock through my pants. It was semi-hard.

"I know you came in Natalie's underwear because when I got home from work last night and got changed I noticed them in the hamper. I recognized them as Natalie's and they were still wet with your cum. I got so fucking wet licking these panties. So I wiped my wetness on them."

She took the panties and pushed them into my mouth. I put my hand down her jeans.

"Taste your family, Daddy," Katie said in a sing song voice. And I did. The residue from our daughter's juices mixed with my own cum and my wife's juices made for an intoxicating concoction that got me as hard as I can ever remember being.

Katie unbuttoned my pants and started unzipping them. She reached into my underwear and pulled out my hard eight inch cock. Her warm hand stroked my hard cock up and down. And then she took me into her mouth. I moaned but the sound was muffled by the panties.

My wife bobbed up and down on my cock, letting her tongue drift along the shaft. I closed my eyes and put my head back. It felt amazing. Especially when I thought she was going to yell at me. But it was when I opened my eyes that I got the surprise of my life.

There in the doorway just a few feet behind her mother who was giving me a world class blowjob, Natalie had come home. She stood there in her too-tight half-shirt and jean shorts. I wanted to apologize for us not doing this stuff in the bedroom. Or at least to say something. That's my excuse for what happened next.

On instinct, because I needed to say something, I took the underwear out of my mouth. Her beautiful mouth fell open. Her eyes widened. And some small perverted part of me wondered if just maybe she got a little wet seeing her dad like that holding her underwear.

But before I could say anything she ran off and suddenly my mind was no longer on where she'd gone or what she'd thought but about the fact that I was about to cum as hard as I ever had in my wife's mouth. Her big brown eyes stared up at me.

My body jerked as I came and she sucked milking my cock for all it was worth. Was Natalie in her room fingering herself right now? I hoped so.

My wife grabbed the panties for me and wiped her mouth with them, then wrapped them around my still throbbing cock. I thought about telling her about Natalie seeing us, but decided against it.

Katie stood up and smiled at me.

"Thanks for the treat, Daddy," she said enthusiastically.

I wondered what Katie thought of her father. Had she ever thought about me like that? Had she ever rubbed her teenage pussy thinking of her daddy wiping his hard cock on her underwear?

I took the panties off my cock and tucked myself back in my pants. Having no better idea I took Natalie's heavily soiled panties and stuffed them into my pocket.

"I gotta get ready for work," Katie said.

I wondered how far her daddy fantasies go and I wonder if her daughter takes after her.