The wind hissed outside her window violently as the trees created ominous shapes and shadows on her walls. Shelly had been through many thunderstorms, but something about this one seemed unusual to her. Maybe it was the fact that she was all alone in her house, or maybe it was because she didn't like thunderstorms. But whatever the reason was, Shelly knew there was something different about this particular storm. She rolled over in her bed and pulled the blankets over her eyes, hoping to sleep the storm out, when she heard a noise downstairs.
Her eyes widened and her heart began to pound in her chest. So many thoughts ran through her mind as the noises began getting louder. Should she stay in bed or summon up her courage to go downstairs? Finally, Shelly realized that lying in her bed would serve no purpose. Quickly she jumped out of bed and tip toed across the hallway to her parent's room. With silent precision she opened their closet and found her father's baseball bat hidden in the corner.
With her eyes narrowly focused in the dark and her hand wrapped tightly around the smooth bat, she slowly tip toed down the stairs. Upon reaching the bottom, she noticed the light was on in her father's den. Her heart began to race a mile a minute as she neared the half open door. With a trembling hand, she reached out and pushed it open a little further ........ to find her father sitting at his desk thumbing through an open drawer.
"Daddy, what are you doing home?" she whispered, "I thought you and Mom were staying at the hotel by the airport so you could catch your plane early in the morning."
Her father turned around quickly, almost as scared to see Shelly as she was to find him there.
"Shelly baby, what are you doing with that bat?" he asked.
She had almost forgotten she was even carrying the bat, "Oh I'm sorry Daddy, I heard noises down here," she said, sliding the bat thru her fingers and down to the floor.
"It's ok baby, I'm sorry I scared you, your mother forgot her passport, so I had to drive back here and try to find it," he answered.
"Do you need some help?" she asked.
"Yes baby, could you look in Daddy's filing cabinet over there?" he asked, pointing to a small wooden cabinet in the corner.
Shelly smiled and nodded her head, then made her way to the cabinet.
Her fingers were still trembling a bit as she weeded thru the oceans of white papers and manilla folders.
"It's in a red plastic holder, baby, you should have no trouble finding it," he said, turning his attention to his daughter as she knelt on the floor.
As she sat there, Howard began to notice that his daughter was no longer a little girl. She was not the same kid he had driven to soccer practices and dance recitals, she was all grown up. His eyes scanned over his daughter's body as the light shown thru her nearly see thru nightie. He could make out her curves and her perfect little ass. He shifted a bit in his chair, realizing his pants had suddenly became tighter.
"Daddy, I'm not seeing a red plastic holder in here, are you sure it's not in your desk?" Shelly asked as she closed the cabinet and stood up.
"What? Oh, I'm sorry honey, yeah, let me look again," he said, obviously flustered.
Shelly giggled at her father's short memory as she walked over to his desk, kneeling at his feet so she could help him continue looking.
As hard as he tried, Howard could not get Shelly out of his mind. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of her ample cleavage as it poked from the frilly lace tht bordered her nightie. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to gain his composure.
Shelly looked up and noticed her father seemed to be somewhere else.
"Daddy, is something wrong?" she whispered.
Howard opened his eyes again and looked down at his daughter, "No baby, nothing's wrong, let's just keep looking."
As the night wore on, the passport was never found, but the pair did manage to make quite a mess of Howard's den.
"Oh Daddy, look at this place, it's a wreck," said Shelly, bending over to pick up papers and folders that had been thrown from her father's desk.
As she bent over, Howard got an even better look at his daughter's form. Her long slender tan legs, her cute little round ass, her heavy tits that seemed to hang so effortlessly as she bent over, and her long flowing blonde hair, so fluffy and beautiful. He felt his cock grow even harder as the blood began pumping inside his shaft.
"Shelly baby, can I ask you something?" Howard whispered.
"Sure Daddy," she answered, never looking up from her work.
"Did you and that Brad kid ever have sex?"
"Daddy!!, that's sort of personal," she said.
"Well I'm your father, I have a right to know these things," he answered.
Shelly dropped the folders and papers and settled down on her knees, looking over to her father.
"Yes, a few times," she said.
Not only was his daughter beautiful and sexy, but she was experienced too. Thoughts of her lying on a bed, lost in total sexual rapture began to run thru Howard's mind. He could see her lying there with those beautiful long legs spread, and those heavy ample tits slung over to the sides.
"Come here baby, sit on Daddy's lap for a second," he said, patting his lap.
Shelly smiled and walked over, obediently taking a seat on her father's muscular leg.
"Yes Daddy?" she asked innocently.
"You know Daddy loves you, don't you baby?" he whispered, running his thick fingers thru her hair, "And Daddy only asks questions like that because he cares."
"I know Daddy, it's just a bit embarrassing, I mean I usually discuss this stuff with Mom," she replied.
"Well I hope you know you can discuss this stuff with me too, baby, Daddy's always here for you," he said.
Shelly smiled softly and leaned in to kiss her Daddy on the cheek before returning to her work.
As she tried to get up, she felt her Daddy's hands slither around her hips.
"Daddy, what are you doing?" she asked.
"Please Shelly, don't tell your mother, but this opportunity will never present itself again," he said, looking into his daughter's deep blue eyes with lust.
"What opportunity?" she asked.
Howard smiled up at her and tightened his grip on her hips, slowly pulling his beautiful daughter to him. Within seconds she was back on his lap. He leaned in and began gently kissing his daughter's earlobe, breathing heavily into it. Shelly could find no words, but she found herself becoming aroused by her father's actions. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. Howard realized that his baby was responding beautifully to this, and that made him extremely hot.
He wasted no time sliding his rough hand up underneath her loose fitting see thru nightie. His eyes widened and his dick almost shot thru his pants when he realized she was not wearing panties. His fingers quickly found his daughter's silky smooth pussy.
Shelly moaned as her father's fingers slid up and down her small slit. Her nipples began to rise and pucker as she opened her legs a bit.
"Daddy needs you baby," Howard whispered in his daughter's ear.
