A Short Story by Dave
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Tabitha
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She lay there on her bed, on her back and completely naked. Her head was still wrapped in her damp towel and resting on one of her pillows. Tabitha had just taken a shower, and was enjoying the freedom being home alone always gives her. It was just her and her ever-growing imagination! She had a new thought on her mind that she just couldn't shake!
"
What does it mean? I mean, did he want my help or something?
" She thought to herself, as she closed her eyes and let the fresh memories flood through her...
Just that morning, she was walking down the hallway in the house. She had just finished cleaning up after breakfast, and was on her way back to her bedroom to change out of her pajamas, now that her mom was not home to torture anymore.
As she passed by her parents' bedroom, she heard something odd which caught her attention. It was a strange noise; one that she wasn't familiar with. Naturally, she paused to identify the sound. The door was pulled to, but not closed completely. The gap was big enough to just see inside the room. When she peeked thru the slight opening, she was suddenly presented with the source of the unfamiliar sound.
Her dad was lying on his back; and like father like daughter, he was completely naked! He was holding his cock in his hand, and was pulling and squeezing it! "
What the fuck?
" came a silent scream in her mind. "
Is he trying to jerk off?
"
Frozen in complete shock, Tabitha stood still and just stared as her own dad was indeed trying to jerk off. The sound she'd heard was his mutterings and deep moans as he was attempting to coax an erection into his cock. His eyes were closed, and he had a pained look of concentration across his face.
Mesmerized, her hand instantly came to rest over her stomach; the tips of her fingers resting on the waistband of her favorite boxers, which she likes to wear around the house. She found them on top of the trash can in the laundry room one day. Her mom had decided that it was time her dad get rid of them, and had replaced them.
Every time Tabitha would wear the discarded underwear, she could always see her dad glancing her way, a small grin on his face, while her mother always giving her best stern look which said something like, "
You know I don't approve of you wearing those old things, young lady! Why won't you wear those expensive PJ's I bought you last year?
" But she loved to wear them! She especially loved the cool feeling of a slight breeze on her skin when she would purposely ditch her panties, and wear the shorts commando style.
Quietly, her fingers slid inside the loose-fitting shorts, brushed over her soft, downy pubic hairs until her middle finger rounded over the bulge of her pubic bone and found the tingling folds of her pussy. She cupped her warmth, and pressed firmly as she slowly moved her hand in small circles. She could feel the moisture beginning to ooze; beconning her fingers to explore deeper. She plunged the tip of her finger into between her labia, instantly rewarded with a fresh, warm gush of her slippery sex juice. She raked her finger inward and up, capturing and spreading the liquid as her finger made a trail to her clit. A massive rush of energy and sensation flew through her body as the tip of her finger stimulated her most sensitive of body parts. Her eyes were transfixed on her dad's tortuous movements. The only movement from her was her moist fingers.
"
Mmm, daddy.
" her thoughts were beginning to betray her...
Suddenly, Tabitha was ripped out of her trance when the cell phone she was holding in her other hand suddenly slipped from her grasp. It bounced quietly on the hallway carpet, but one corner of the huge, glowing mass of technology thumped against the bedroom door. Her entire body went stiff, and her eyes went wide! In that fraction of a second, before she could react to what was happening, she looked down at the phone briefly. She quickly brought her eyes back up, and found herself staring right into his eyes! Her hand still clearly in her shorts, she watched helplessly as his eyes darted down, then back. He'd stopped working his cock the split second the phone hit the door, but he didn't move. He just lay there and stared back. The look of surprise faded to nothing; leaving him with an expressionless look upon his face.
Finally, her body sprang to life! She sucked in to stifle a gasp, ducked down and quickly snatched up the phone, and began her retreat!
"
Fuck! Shit! Holy fucking shit!
" The words kept repeating themselves as she rushed away.
At the end of the hallway, she paused briefly and braced herself for an angry appearance. She knew she just crossed a line that could ruin her! Her heart beat like the high school drumline at a football game...hard and fast, unrelenting! He didn't come out. In fact, Tabitha heard no sound at all coming his room. Confused, she turned and went to her room. Her mind racing just as hard as her heart was beating...
Tabitha ducked into her bathroom so she could pull herself together. She quickly turned on the sink's cold water tap, but didn't bother to wet her hands. Her eyes were firmly shut. She listened to the hissing sound of the water for a moment; letting its sound quiet the screaming still piercing through her mind. A moment later, once she'd found calmness within herself, she looked up. It was then when she finally had an idea of why her dad just lay there staring at her. She had totally forgotten she was wearing one of her thin tank top undershirts. The white fabric on this one was almost sheer as it hugged tightly against her skin. The pinkness of her areola and erect nipples were easy to make out. She instinctively covered both her breasts with her hands as she took a deep breath. Her mind still struggling with what she'd just witnessed.
"
Why didn't he storm out and yell at me? He just sat there and stared at me! Oh my god, he saw my hand in my shorts! And he knows I was watching him! And...that I...liked...it? Yeah, I'm fucked good now!
" She thought to herself.
The silence broke suddenly. "
Tabi?
" She heard her dad calling for her. It sounded like he was in her room. She didn't answer, hoping that he'd just go to his golf game and leave her to figure out what just happened.
"
Tabitha, are you in there, darling?
" This time his voice came directly through the door. He was standing just outside. "
I'm leaving now. I'll be back at dinner time. Your mother should be home around the same time. Do you need anything before I go?
"
His voice made no indication of him being angry! He sounded like he always did. She let out the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. "
No, I'm good thanks. Good luck, bye dad.
" She answered back in the most normal sound voice she could produce.
