Tasha was looking out of the window, "Have you seen dad?" Tasha was 25 years old, tall, blonde and she was wearing a shirt that was cut short and showed the tattoo she had right above her butt.
"He's bringing some more of his stuff. I decided I need a break. I didn't think he would move in so fast, the house just sold." Amber was 23 years old, but a lot shorter than Tasha, and her hair had been colored a strange red.
Dean was the father of both step sisters. Tasha's mother had died in child birth, when he met another woman Tasha was given a little sister. Tasha and Amber never referred to themselves as step sisters, ever. The two sisters had lived by themselves for some time, when Amber's mom had gotten cancer and died they invited their dad to move in with them.
Amber joined Tasha at the window; she saw their dad, a large man who was unloading things from a moving van and putting the stuff near the house. He was nice looking but not exceptionally handsome, "All I see is dad unloading the van, where are the nosey women watching him moving in?"
The sun was hot and soon their dad took his shirt off. Both women just stared at him from the window. He was tall, and his shoulders, chest and arms were massive. The sun reflected off of the sweat on his chest and back as he moved things. Amber just ogled her dad's bulging muscles, "Holy shit!" She finally managed to force her eyes away, "That will bring the women out. I had forgotten how awesome dad looks."
Tasha knew the women of the neighborhood were pretty well informed on what was going on, "We just have to remember to say two things," she paused to do some admiring of her own, "-- that's our dad --" Amber looked at her sister expectantly. Tasha chuckled, "-- and no, he isn't married."
Amber turned back to the window, "Um."
Tasha let her mind drift to the past. The girls had started hanging out with the wrong crowd and they both had wound up in a biker gang. Their mom had pleaded with them to come to their senses, but it only drove the rebellious girls further away. She had been a control freak, and was embarrassed by her two daughter's actions and what her friends would say. The girl's only contact with them was an occasional phone call to their dad.
Dean hadn't said anything bad about or to them. He told them that he loved them and missed them. When the two had figured out that being in a biker gang wasn't all that great a future, their dad had helped them get a house to live in, and he had paid for them to get some training so they could get a job. The house wasn't in the best part of town, but it was what the two girls, with their father's help, could afford.
Tasha let out a sigh, "We had better go and help him finish."
It was an adjustment at first, the two sisters having been on their own for so long. They both loved their dad, and Amber's mom was the only mother Tasha had known. Even though she grated on their nerves, her death had hit them both very hard. It was a shock for the girls to learn that the doctors had discovered the cancer almost a year before the girls found out. Their mom went through the various ways to fight it, but instead of going away, it was over in a few short months. They had since found out she had lingered slowly getting worse and worse before she finally died, their dad had taken care of her and never complained once. At the end, she didn't even look like anyone they knew. The girls had convinced their dad to move in with them. They knew he was a nice guy and all, but was basically helpless in the kitchen.
The three were sitting on the sofa watching the television. Dean was sitting between his two daughters, with his arms around them. "I want to thank you two for having me move in with you." The sisters loved their dad, and scrunched down so that his massive arms surrounded them. Both girls told him he was welcome. That became their new family time. Each night, after supper, all three sat and watched a little television. Dean and the girls grew closer and closer, and all three looked forward to the evening and just being together. The girls would chuckle when their dad would fuss at the contestants to wait until Vanna had gotten out of the way before spinning again. The other thing the girls did was go to the YMCA with him. Dean liked to work out with the weights. The girls just started using the different exercise machines to give them something to do.
Late one night, Tasha was lying there unable to sleep. She had tossed and turned until she just got up. She went to the kitchen to get a snack and was surprised that Amber was up. "How come you aren't sleeping?"
Amber held up a sandwich, "This was calling me."
"Looks good," Tasha went and made herself one. Sitting down with her sister she munched her sandwich, "I've seen the women of the neighborhood starting to notice dad."
Amber chuckled, "Well he's kind of hard to miss."
"I don't like it, they're all wrong for him."
"So what can we do about it?"
Tasha stared at her sister, "There are two women in the neighborhood that would be perfect for him. If we can get them to have sex with him he'll be hooked."
Amber almost choked, "So we just go up to them and say do you want to fuck our dad?"
"Those two would be so good; he wouldn't even look at anyone else. Plus they would be good to him out of the bed. He needs them"
"So who are these two wonder women?"
"Remember Pam?"
"From the gang, sure I do." Amber's eyes got huge, "She was doing her dad."
Tasha nodded, "Yeah, and she said it was not only the best sex she had ever had, but they had gotten so much closer than a daughter and her dad ever could."
Amber thought about it for a few minutes, "It could be interesting, but how are we going to get him thinking about us sexually?"
"I don't know yet, I'm still working on it. I wanted to see if you were interested, I know I am."
"Let's do it."
Life continued rather normally for the three, except that the girls had come up with a plan to seduce their father. They started flirting with him. Both Tasha and Amber were office workers, and had to dress appropriately. After their dad had moved in, they would get home and change out of their skirts and dress blouses for jeans and tee shirts, now, they left these on but would take their pantyhose and panties off when they got home, so they when they cuddled with their dad, they could show off their legs.
Dean would be sitting with his daughters, and couldn't help himself as his eyes drifted when their skirts would accidently ride up. He found himself getting a quick glimpse of thigh, and then the offending skirt would be straightened.
The girls got a book on body language and practiced presented themselves as approachable. They experimented with their appearance until they could look at their reflection in the mirror and feel like they had given their beauty the representation it deserved. They never slouched and would cross their arms to draw his attention to their breasts. They became playful, laughing at his jokes. Both girls would touch him lightly on the arm or shoulder when talking. One or the other would hold his hands lacing their fingers for a moment, until they were sure he was comfortable with it. They would subtly touch him by just reaching up and grabbing his arm or to brush imaginary fuzz off of his shoulder or to pick an imaginary hair off of his shirt.
All three were sitting on the sofa watching the television, and the girls were sitting so that their breasts were pressed against him in an innocent manner while casually resting their heads on him. Dean couldn't have told anyone what it was they were watching. He could feel their breasts against his arms. He knew he shouldn't feel this way about his daughters but their touch sent shivers all through him.
They felt him squirming, then Amber got Tasha's attention and made her look down, their dad was having the desired reaction judging by the bulge in his pants. After that the gloves came off. Each night as they sat on the sofa both girls would press against him, lay their heads on his shoulders and kiss his neck. They started removing their bras and having their blouses opened some so he could get teasing glances. Each night the goal of the girls was to give him an erection and it was obvious they succeeded.
The nights passed with each girl getting equally turned on and equally frustrated. When they had been members of the gang either Amber or Tasha could bring most of the gang members to their knees, being able to out drink, out fight and out fuck most of the guys. As they sat in front of the television father and both daughters were all getting more and more turned on.
The girls were kissing and teasing Dean and giggling at his reaction. Tasha loved his not having any experience with them, it was like a drug. She gently blew in his ear and placed her lips on his neck. "I love you daddy," she whispered as her tongue made a wet trail on his skin and in his ear.