It was summer. School had ended just two weeks earlier... I was still young enough that I didn't have to work during the summer. I was able to just relax and have fun.
My mom had gone to Ohio to help take care of my grandfather, who was ill. My grandmother could not do it on her own. So mom was going to be gone indefinitely. I didn't think much about it at first. I was just enjoying my time laying out in the sun and running around with my friends. But as time went on the situation changed. My mom had been gone for a week when I started noticing things.
One afternoon when I sat down in front of the computer, I discovered a document on the screen that I wasn't sure I should read, but once I started looking at it I couldn't help myself. My father had apparently left it open by accident. I couldn't believe what it was. It was a story, but not just a regular story. It was an erotic story that my dad had found somewhere on the internet. I was a little hesitant about it but knowing my father wouldn't be home for another couple of hours I figured he would never know I read it.
Then once I began reading the story on the screen before me I was in shock. Not only was it an erotic story but it was a story about a father having sex with his daughter. "Oh, my god!" I thought to myself. "surely people don't actually do that." But I continued to read it until I had read every last word. I made sure that the computer looked the same as it had before I sat down at it and decided to pretend that I hadn't seen it. But although I had never actually had sex, I realized that I was a bit aroused by the story. I felt a bit of dampness in my underwear.
The next day I went back to the computer and again there was an erotic story open. It wasn't the same story, but it too was about a father and daughter having sex. After reading it I decided that maybe Dad had meant for me to see them. Then I printed it out and closed it down. Behind it was another story, following the same plot line. I was becoming very intrigued about all of this. I was feeling things within my body that I had never felt before.
By the time I was done I had 6 stories printed out about fathers having sex with their daughters. I decided that I would wait until the next day and see what happened. Just as I thought, the next day there were even more stories on the computer. I decided to see where it would lead. I was very intrigued and also very aroused. I was actually finding myself imagining what my father looked like naked. And what it felt like to be the daughter in those stories.
So I left the printed stories beside the computer where I knew my father would come across them. He had meant for me to see the stories on the computer I was sure of it. Now I wanted him to know that I was reading them and that I was interested. I drew a great big happy face on top of the first page and went about my normal day.
The next day when I went to the computer it was obvious that dad knew I had caught on because he had turned my printed out stories over and written the message, "I will be home at 4:30." On the back of the page.
Well, I had decided that I wanted to do this. At four o'clock I showered and went into my parents bedroom. I went through my mother's drawer. I found a sexy nighty and I put it on. At 4:30 on the dot I heard my father's car pull in the drive. I took a deep breath and stretched out on the couch and closed my eyes and waited for him to come in the house. When the door opened I looked up. We made eye contact and he smiled at me. He shut the door behind him and I stood up and walked over to him. I reached out and took him by the hand. I led him over to the couch. I told him that I had read those stories that he had left for me to see and that I wanted him to do the things to me that had happened in those stories.
He smiled at me. He kissed me. He asked me if I was sure. I told him that I was positive. That the stories stirred something in me, and that since the first story he left for me I had been wanting him to touch me. He leaned in and kissed me. But not like he normally does. He kissed me hard and passionately. His tongue probed my lips.. Prying them open. He swirled his tongue around mine and I followed his lead. Our tongues dancing in my mouth. My breathing began to shorten. He reached over and brushed his hand across my young pert breast. My nipple hardened at his touch. Our bodies pressed tightly against each other. I was in a daze. I had never felt like this before.
