Under a moonless night, Rachel treaded water in the stormy sea. Naked and cold, she was lost. Terrified, she could only think of the sharks circling beneath her. Their large smooth bodies rubbed against her legs, toying with her as they silently passed. Alone and unable to protect herself, she tried not to panic and provoke the predators. Looking in every direction, she caught brief glimpses of their sinister shapes in the milky liquid darkness.
Rachel was frightened by these demons when she saw them, however, when she couldn't see the dark shadows, she was frightened the most. She felt terror rise in her throat and could only wait for her demise. Finally, a shark stopped in front of her and lifted it's head from the water; its open mouth exposing endless rows of lethal teeth. A soulless black eye stared at her but nothing happened. Finally, as the shark slipped back into the water, it whispered in a New Orleans accent, "Even though you looked damn good in your sister's dress, was it really worth screwing your daddy?"
The words forced open Rachel's eyes. The eerie dream vanished but she remained bathed in dread and darkness while she tried to bury her guilt. Rachel knew what caused the bad dream. Her daddy had seduced her in the pool house earlier that night. Bothered by her guilt, she tried to forget the pleasurable memory of her daddy's large hands probing her body and his cock pumping deep inside her. Without moving, she looked around her dark bedroom and focused on the clock's bright red numbers complaining it was 2am. She didn't want to sleep anymore.
Across the dark room, Rachel heard Anna, her selfish half sister, get out of her bed to go to the bathroom. Anna was only wearing a little white thong so she slipped a long white nightgown over her unseasonally tanned body. Rachel caught herself admiring Anna's figure. Anna never worried about what she ate but still had the figure of a model. Toned. Slim yet curvy. Rachel hated her.
Next, Anna quietly put on her robe and slippers. She didn't notice Rachel was awake as she tiptoed across the room and slipped out the bedroom door.
At first, Rachel was puzzled why Anna needed to bundle up just to go across the hall. Anna's actions gnawed at her, in particular, since Rachel knew she couldn't go back to sleep. Curious where her bitchy half-sister was going, she got up and secretly followed Anna.
Peeking out the bedroom door, Rachel's suspicions were confirmed when she noticed the bathroom was empty. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Anna silently creeping downstairs into the dark house. Barefoot, Rachel closely followed her half-sister but then lost Anna in the darkness of the lower level. Anna had disappeared.
Sneaking around, Rachel noticed the door to the garage was slightly ajar because the garage light was on. Moving closer to the door, the quiet darkness of the house gave Rachel the perfect opportunity to peek into the garage without being detected. Rachel was puzzled. Why would her sister be in the garage, alone, at this time of night? What was she hiding?
With a slight nudge, the door cracked open enough for Rachel to see her stepsister slip into the back seat of her daddy's Mercedes coupe. Fortunately, the raised doorway gave Rachel a good downward view into the luxurious car.
Looking closer, Rachel was surprised that her daddy was already in the back seat of the car and Rachel realized he must have been waiting for Anna. Rachel was puzzled. She realized their meeting place was comfortable with plenty of leg room and soft brown leather upholstery but a bit odd.
Anna knelt on the passenger side of the back seat, facing her daddy and was obviously angry. She screamed at him and aimlessly slapped at her daddy, who brushed off her attack with ease. Anna yelled at him, "You're a god-damned mother fucker."
Rachel smiled as Anna's anger was broadcasted through the open sunroof. Also, Rachel could clearly see Anna and her daddy because they were illuminated by the car's interior dome light. Still wanting to be her daddy's favorite, Rachel could barely hide her glee at Anna's tantrum.
As Anna slapped at her daddy, she screamed, "Daddy, I hate you. You made me look like a fucking idiot tonight by giving Rachel my dress. You're an asshole."
Visibly upset and shaking, Anna continued to unload her verbal and physical assault on her daddy without waiting for him to reply. He was relaxed and serene; however, his dismissive demeanor and condescending smile only irritated Anna more. She just got angrier while he remained calm.
He tried to sooth Anna, "Don't say such things, baby. I'm going to miss you while I'm away in Miami."
"Why would you give that bitch my new dress, daddy? I'm so pissed at you." Exasperated and out of breath, Anna spun around on the back seat so she was no longer facing her daddy. She crossed her arms and continued complaining but her venom had dissipated. In almost a whimper, she said, "Daddy, how could you? You made me look like a fool in front of Rachel."
Her daddy soothed his wounded daughter, "I'm sorry, baby. Rachel really wanted that dress. In the past, I have given you so much and that dress meant nothing to you. Rachel has almost nothing. How could I say no? Don't worry, the dress will be easy to replace."
Anna continued whining, "No it won't. You don't understand. It is the principal of the matter and Rachel thinks she won."
Her daddy slid forward on the roomy back seat and slipped his arms around Anna to hug her from behind. He pulled her back towards him so she was straddled between his legs while leaning against his chest. He calmly continued, "Don't worry, baby. I'll replace the dress with something much more expensive and..."
Surprised by the possibility of a generous gift, Anna interrupted him with a half smile, "Yes, like what?"
Meanwhile, Rachel noticed her daddy's hand drop to Anna's tiny waist and slowly started to untie the belt on her robe as he continued, "...I'll get you something in a small blue box while I'm away. I am going to get something very special for my special girl."
Oddly, instead slapping his hand, Anna moved her arms to allow her daddy to fumble with the robe's belt but she continued questioning him, "Really? Are we really talking about Tiffany's?"
As he nodded in agreement, her daddy finished untying the knot and gradually opened the robe just far enough to get a peek at Anna's sexy nightgown with its plunging neckline. Rachel was shocked that her daddy was slowly undressing Anna and Anna was letting him do it. Not wanting to admit what was happening between them; Rachel's mind reeled while trying to think of an innocent reason for Anna and her daddy to be meeting alone in the garage late at night.
Rachel watched as her daddy opened Anna's robe a little more as he whispered into her ear, "Yes, baby. I'll get you something very special from Tiffany's to make up for the loss of the dress."
The front of Anna's robe was now open far enough to fully reveal Anna's delicate white lace nightie. A tight tanned body wrapped in virgin white. It clung to her small chest and waist but then fell into a long full skirt with a slit up the front. Rachel realized it was one of those cheap, clingy outfits made with almost transparent fabric.
Rachel had never seen Anna wear it before now and Rachel's first thought was that the nightie was not appropriate for a daughter to wear in front of her daddy. Instead, it was an outfit a whore would wear for her customer.
The nightie hugged Anna's petite frame and was transparent enough for Anna's dark raspberry gumdrop nipples to be clearly seen through the lacy material. Before tonight, Rachel had noticed that Anna's nipples were perpetually hard and tonight, the nightie did nothing to hide them. Similarly, Rachel could even see Anna's tiny matching thong through the fabric.
The nightie's narrow leg slit extended to just below Anna's crotch and displayed her long, supple limbs. Offsetting the leg slit, the nightie's neckline plunged and exposed a significant portion of her small milky white breasts. Anna's little nipples threatened to spill out because her womanly curves were on full display.
Rachel was disappointed. Even though Anna had smaller breasts than Rachel's, Anna's breasts looked very sexy in the nightie. Pert. Attentive. Her mounds beckoned a man to touch them and even fondle them. Rachel hated Anna for wearing such a whorish outfit in front of their daddy. However, Rachel realized she hated her daddy even more for looking so hungrily at Anna.
Her daddy couldn't stop staring down at Anna's little breasts barely concealed in lace. He leaned down, pressed his lips against Anna's neck and never took his eyes off her mounds. He slowly kissed his way down to the base of Anna's neck as he slipped the robe off Anna's delicate shoulders. Between kisses, he promised, "I'll make sure you love it and, by the way, I love your new nightie. Very sexy."
Rachel felt sick in her stomach knowing where this was leading. Yet Rachel was frozen, unable to move as her daddy and her half-sister snuggled in the back seat. Anna whispered, "Daddy, I bought his nightie especially for you as a going away present. Do you like it?"
"Yes, I think so but I want to see it better. Let me help you."
Rachel watched as her daddy removed Anna's robe as she slipped her arms out of the robe's sleeves and then like a cat, Anna settled back against her daddy. In this position, he had better view of her gown clinging to her body as she stretched out her long legs across the tan leather backseat.
Checking Anna out, her daddy whispered, "You look so hot in your new nightie. So damn sexy."
