Charlotte was in the kitchen eating some cereal and drinking a coffee. She was getting ready to leave for work. She worked locally at the Tilted Kilt. Her parents were understanding and didn't mind that she wore such a tiny uniform to work. She made good tips, it was paying for her university, and they trusted their daughter.
"Have a good day at work sweetie. Hope you make lots of tips." Roxanne gave her a daughter a quick peck on the cheek as she was leaving for work herself. "Oh, and your dad had to work a graveyard shift last night so he's asleep. Don't be too loud before you leave."
"Ok mom. Have a good day at work. See you for supper." Charlotte said as she ate the last spoonful of cereal. She slide out from her chair, straightened her tartan kilt and picked up her dishes bringing them to the dishwasher.
Roxanne turned to look as she walked out through the door to leave for work and saw her daughter bend over to put the dishes in. She shook her head and quietly closed the door so that she didn't wake her husband.
Charlotte stared down at her phone as she walked back up the stairs to finish putting on her makeup and grab her shoes. She walked past her parents room, her mother had left the door open halfway to keep the air flowing through the room. She glanced over and saw her father asleep on the bed, only covered by a thin white sheet half way up his stomach. For turning 40 earlier this year, her dad was sexy. His chiseled chest, the top of his defined abs, and she could half make out the outline of his cock through the thin sheet. It wasn't hard but she could tell that he wasn't wearing anything in bed, and that his cock was pretty big. He was definitely a shower, not a grower. Her friends always called him a DILF. Being such an open family, Charlotte agreed with her friends by saying, "Yes yes yes. My dad's hot. Now please change the subject before I start talking about your fathers you sluts." Usually this was followed by them all giggling.
Stopped now in front of his door, she heard his quiet snores. He was in a deep sleep. Her left and went under kilt and rubbed the front of her panties. Startling her, her phone rang. She jumped and ran down the hall to her room to answer, hoping the ring didn't wake her dad.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey Charlotte, it's Suzanne. Glad I caught you before you came in. There was a pipe burst down here at the restaurant. The place is flooded. I have a company coming in to clean it up but we're going to have to cancel your morning shift. Think you could come in this afternoon once it's all cleaned?"
"Yeah, sure. Thanks for letting me know."
"Ok, I'll give you a call when we're ready for you. Enjoy your morning off."
"I will."
Charlotte was very happy to have the morning off. Remembering that her phone went off in front of her parents room, she padded in her stocking feet back down the hallway. Turning her phone on silent, she looked in. Her father was still asleep and still lightly snoring. He must have been having a good dream because he was now starting to tent the bed sheet a little bit.