Samantha Redraws the Boundaries
Bisexual daughter orchestrates a father-swap foursome
[This story is a little more wild than my usual. I hope you enjoy! (all characters are over 18)]
"Dad, tell me the truth: Have you ever fantasized about Hailey?" It all started about a month ago when my daughter, Samantha, asked me that question.
I'm a single father. Samantha is my only daughter. It's been just the two of us for the last five years. Sam's mother, my ex, left us when Sam was 16. She was kind of a rebellious teen, and she and Cindy fought constantly. I tried to mediate, but Cindy saw that as taking Sam's side. There were other reasons our relationship wasn't working, but that seemed to be the final straw. One day, Cindy just told me she was done and she left. Moved to Argentina. We heard she hooked up with an old boyfriend there, but that was the last either of us had seen of her.
The teen years were rough at times, but we got through them. I liked to think we had a pretty good relationship. After what went down with her mom, I promised Sam I would always tell her the truth. She promised me the same.
I said it was just the two of us, but lately it was more like two-and-a-half. That's because Sam's best friend, Hailey, always seemed to be around. And when Hailey wasn't around our place, Sam was likely over at Hailey's. The two girls met at college freshman year and bonded right away, at least in part because Hailey also was the only daughter of a single dad. Both girls attend the local university and live at home.
So when Sam asked me that question, it wasn't easy for me to answer it. I'd promised to always tell her the truth. Hailey was around our house a lot. And the truth was that yes, I had fantasized about Hailey, more than once. More than a few times, even. Hailey was absolutely gorgeous, with a pretty face, long curly hair that was a little bit more strawberry than blonde, and a body that was just about perfect. What's more, my love life was at zero, but my sex drive was still plenty lively. There was no way I could not notice Hailey.
I took a deep breath. "Yes. Yes, Sam, I have fantasized about Hailey. I tried not to, but I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it. I've always had a weakness for strawberry blondes and let's face it, she's gorgeous. I'm sorry, Sam. I hope I haven't embarrassed you."
"No. It's OK. Thank you for being honest with me. I've seen you looking at her and I just wondered, is all."
"Do you think Hailey has noticed? I hope I'm not that bad."
"Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me if she has. But she's kind of used to it. I mean, guys stare at her all the time."
"I'm sure they do. But I'll try really hard to keep it under control. I know I give you girls a lot of space around here to do your own thing. You both seem to come and go as you please, and that's the way I want it. I want you and your friends to feel at home. If I can't stop staring I will just try harder to keep my distance."
"Dad, you don't have to do all that. This is your house! I don't think it's that big a deal. If I think it's bothering her I'll be sure to let you know, OK?"
"OK. Please just let me know."
Hailey's dad was named Jim. I'd met him a couple times. He and Hailey had invited Sam and I to go out on the river with them once, and we'd had a good time. We went golfing with them once too. When my brother couldn't make it and Sam was busy, I'd taken Jim to a Cardinals game. He seemed like a good enough guy. He was about my age and seemed reasonably fit. I'd been meaning to ask if he played racquetball, since I was looking for someone to play with who might be a closer match to my skill level.
The school year had just ended and Sam suggested we invite Jim and Hailey over to grill some steaks and splash around the pool. I agreed and we set it up for the following Saturday.
It was a warm day, warm enough that the cool water provided welcome relief from the heat, and we could lounge around outside the pool without need to cover up. That was a bit of a mixed blessing as I had to be extra careful not to stare at Hailey in her bikini, especially with her father there. But the girls weren't making it easy, giggling and frolicking and splashing and almost popping out of their tops. A couple times I looked over at Jim, and I was pretty sure I caught him checking out Sam.
Sam might not be quite in Hailey's league, looks-wise, but there's no doubt she's also a beautiful girl. She has dark hair and eyes and a latin complexion, like her mother. She fills out her bikini pretty well too, especially if a guy is into a dramatic hourglass figure, and it was looking to me like Jim might be just that kind of guy. I started to resent his leering just a little, until I remembered I had no justification to hold that against him. As I thought about it, our shared lechery kind of made me feel even more comfortable with him.
We were sitting on the edge of the pool, feet dangling in the water and watching the girls when Jim surprised me. Out of the blue he made a comment. "How did a couple of normal-looking guys like us end up with such gorgeous daughters?"
I'd been having roughly the same thought. "I credit her mother."
Jim laughed. "Yeah. Same here." Then he offered, "It gets a little rough sometimes when she reminds me too much of her."
"How long has she been gone?"
"Five years last month."
"Ha! You beat me by a month. I'm coming up on five years next week."
Jim laughed. The girls must have seen us talking and decided to take that opportunity to swim over our way.
"What are you two talking about?" Sam called out, standing in the pool just a few feet in front of us. Hailey was next to her. The water came up to each girl's rib cage as they stood there, hard nipples trying to poke through clingy tops.
"Not much. Girls, mostly." I answered.
"Oooh! Any particular girls?" They both giggled.
"Nah." Jim and I looked at each other, and smiled.
"Funny, cuz that's kind of what we wanted to talk to you about." Sam volunteered.
"We've got something we need to tell you." Added Hailey, "both of you."