That was two weeks ago.
When I had finished my shower and went the bedroom room, I all but fell over. There was Kissandrea laying on the bed wearing the same white night shirt and pink panties from two weeks ago.
" Oh baby, you need to change or cover up. I’m very weak tonight. Your mother hasn’t made love to me in a very long time." I said, looking away from her body.
With big tears running down her face, Kissandrea said, " Daddy, I’m 18, a grown woman. A grown woman that loves you, and is ready, able and very willing to be your….. lover."
"NO, BABY, I CAN’T YOUR MY DAUGHTER." I left the room and slept in my truck that night.
I woke the next morning to Kissandrea knocking on the truck widow, " Breakfast is here, DADDY!!!!!" She said in a pissed off voice.
Most of the day she only said three or four words to me. Until I saw a bikini shop and ask if she wanted a new swim suite.
Kissandrea replied in a stern voice, " Can I buy anything I want? And I mean anything."
" Sure, anything to get you to talk to me again."
We went in the store, Kissandrea told the sales girl, " I want the sexiest, tiny, see-through bikini’s you have. I need to turn on my husband."
And let me tell you, they had a lot of them. Kissandrea tried on a good 25 bikini’s until, one caught my eye. It was very little, powder blue. Total see-through, it looked like a fine nylon stocking.
She knew from the look on my face, Kissandrea leaned to my ear, " Is this the one Husband? Does it make you want me?"
From that moment, I knew I had to have my daughter.
We rented a very deluxe boat. It had two bedrooms, two bathrooms a full living room and a nice kitchen. We stocked it with every kind of food and drink known to man and set out on the lake.
We were only 100 yards from the dock, Kissandrea came out of the cabin wearing her new bikini. It looked even better on her now than it did in the store.
All I had on was a pair of silk swimming trunks, Kissandrea got a good view of my stiff cock. I guess the last time I was this hard was that night two weeks ago.
She had a "Now I got you" look on her face. She never made eye contact, she was teasing me now.
Kissandrea laid on the deck of the boat, making sure I could see her sunning her body. She rubbed the San Tan Lotion on her body as if she was trying to turn herself on.
At night she wore little half shirts and the smallest, sexy panties she had. Kissandrea was a master at teasing, bending over in my face, sticking a tit in my face, the hole 9 yards.
This shit went on for the first four days on the boat, she teased me every second of the day and night. It was a living hell.
One night, it was a full moon. Very romantic night. We had been drinking a lot of wine and Kissandrea was talking to me again. We sat by each other hugging and looking at the night sky.
She was wearing a little night shirt that came to the top of her ass cheeks and a pair of sheer white panties.
