Candy was coming home from college for the summer. He had married her mom when she was fourteen. That had been five years ago. "Where did the time go?" he asked himself. He heard her car pull up out front. Adam rose from the table and went to meet her at the door. He opened the door and waved to her. Having been gone so long, Adam hadn't noticed how much she had grown over the years until now. Daddy's little princess was now a hottie. She opened the car door and stretched her long tan legs. No doubt tired from the long drive.
She got out of the car and his jaw nearly dropped seeing what she was wearing. Shorts barely covering her round ass, and a tiny tank top showing her cleavage and her navel. And to make it worse she got her belly button pierced. Her mom was going to kill her when she got back from her trip. Her silky brunette hair was tied back in a pony tail. He felt himself getting hard and had to fight to try to keep it from going full blown. Too late. "I'll get your stuff later" he called to her.
She had been opening her back door to grab her bag, but she stopped. "Are you sure? It's kinda heavy" she said. He nodded and gestured for her to come in. He had the worst time trying to keep his eyes off her bouncing breasts and she ran over to hug him. Desperately trying to hide his embarrassment, he hugged her. But she was hugging too tight and he knew she had to feel his hardness.
"Welcome home Princess" he said into her ear.
"Thank you daddy. I've missed you guys" she giggled.
"I'm gonna cook your favorite dinner tonight" he said.
She pulled back and looked excitedly into his face. "Your world famous chilli and pasta?" Adam nodded. She squealed in joy. "I haven't gotten a good one of those since I left home!" He watched those round ass cheeks bounce down the hall as she headed for the stairs. He would have given anything just to be able to touch them. Shaking his head, he tried to clear his thoughts.
Things turned worse for Adam as the day went on. On his way back in the house with her bags he caught a glimpse of her in the back yard through the back french doors. She was wearing a bikini that barely covered her nipples and sitting in the hot tub. He wished she'd fall out of her top so he could see those perky breasts in full. Quickly he had to snap back to reality and carry her bags upstairs. After dropping them on her bed he came back down to the kitchen to start dinner. Looking through the kitchen window he spied a really, really big surprise. The bottoms of her bikini were laying beside the hot tub, and her face was contorted. Clearly she had figured out that if you sit just right, the jets could get you off. He could hear her orgasm all the way in the kitchen. He was rock hard. She sat back and relaxed. Oh, if only he could go out there and help her have another one of those beautiful orgasms. He wanted to feel her cum all over him.
No, that was wrong. And he knew it. Why was he thinking such bad things? Stop it, stop it, stop it he told himself. Trying hard to busy himself in the kitchen, he just couldn't get that image out of his mind. The expression on her face, the sound of her voice........ it was too much. He was almost done cooking when she came through the kitchen wrapped in a towel. He could see the straps of her top cutting into those smooth shoulders. Her legs stretched out below the towel. This was beyond not being fair.
"I'm gonna go shower daddy" she said passing by.
"Dinner'll be done in twenty minutes" he replied. She nodded and kept walking. Now he really had to dive into making dinner before he exploded in his pants. That would be hard to explain. And yet it got worse. When she came back down the stairs she was wearing an oversized shirt, and if there was anything under it he sure couldn't tell. Her hair was wrapped up in a towel. He could smell her fresh clean skin. Absolute torture. They sat together at the breakfast bar and ate dinner. It was you're usual pleasantries. How was school, how's work, blah blah blah. All he could think about were those supple tits and firm ass.
After dinner he didn't see her. She went up to her room and disappeared for the evening. He tried to relax and watch TV, but it was no use. He ended up spending most of his time pacing around and fiddling with things. His mind was racing with thoughts and images of her naked body. The long and torturous afternoon finally ended. Gratefully he started upstairs to shower. He needed a cold one, but he hated cold showers with a passion. His usual hot, steamy one would have to do. Ironically he was unable to work things out on his own. Adam wanted the real thing, not some fantasy. A couple of times he paused, thinking he heard something moving in his bedroom. After listening for a few seconds, and hearing nothing more, he resumed his shower.
Stepping out and into the steamy bathroom, he wiped a spot on the mirror so he could look at himself. "This is wrong. Get it out of your head" he told himself. Shaking his head, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. One last glance at the refogging mirror, he shook his head again and opened the bathroom door. What he saw made his heart stop and his cock harden.
Laying on his bead, naked, was Candy. Her back propped up against some pillows and the head board. Her legs spread out, and her fingers playing with her clit. Adam's jaw dropped.
"W-w-what are you doing?" he stammered.
She gave a dreamy grin and replied, "Waiting for you daddy. I know you saw me in the hot tub. I know you've wanted me all day. I've dreamed of this moment since the day I met you."
