They had just taken a table at the outdoor sidewalk section of Arebors restaurant, and while waiting for the server to bring by the menu, Joanne opened the conversation.
"So tell me Chrissy, who was the lucky guy who got to pluck your cherry?"
Chrissy was tongue-tied, and her face blushed. Wanting her Daddy to fuck her again was one thing, but telling that to a stranger?
Joanne noticed, and she ventured, "Was it your Daddy who took it?"
The flare of Chrissy's eyes, the startled look, told Joanne she had hit the mark.
Joanne smiled, "It's okay Chrissy, my Daddy took mine when I was 18. How about if I tell you about mine, then you can tell me yours. A grown-up version of show and tell!," she finished, with a giggle.
At Chrissy's eager nod, Joanne went on, "As I mentioned, I was 18, still holding the horny boys at bay, not wanting some horn-dog to bust me open, then go brag about it. I got a reputation as an ice princess, but fuck them, I wasn't there to satisfy their horny lusts, and then have my reputation smeared by some little shit bragging about it. My Mon died in a car accident when I was 6, and my Daddy, at the age of 26, had to take over the job of raising me in a one-parent family setting."
"I know my Dad casually dated, no doubt he had sex with them, he'd come home pretty late, but he did his best to shield me from the knowledge that he was a virile, horny man, who needed sex. One time just after I turned 18, he came home very late, I was in bed and I heard two sets of footsteps on the stairs to the second floor. I guess daddy figured I was fast asleep and took the chance."
"It didn't take long for the sounds of hot sex, it made me horny as hell, I couldn't stand the curiosity. I crept out of bed, went and peeked into daddy's bedroom, and I saw my Daddy, plunging his cock into his date, who was eagerly taking every thrust, while she pumped her hips up to meet his, the room was full of wet sounds, cries, and groans of pleasure, and the heavy scent of lust permeated the room."
"My little pussy was tingling like mad, and after watching them reach what looked and sounded like very enjoyable orgasms, I sneaked back to my bed, and I took care of my need for an orgasm, oh god, watching them, then masturbating to the remembered sight was like nothing else, the blissfulness of it, that was 27 years ago, and I still remember it as if it just happened yesterday."
The server arrived and handed them the menus, and Joanne took a break from telling, to check out what she'd like, while Chrissy was eagerly looking forward to more of the story. Joanne had pretty well decided before she got there, the chicken chipotle quesadilla with the house-made tortilla chips, spicy chipotle yogurt, salsa fresca & fresh cilantro was a winner, she'd tried it before, and with a side of their famous house salad, it was a lunch she had wanted to try again. She mentioned it to Chrissy, and Chrissy decided that she'd like to try it too. Their server came back, they gave him their orders, and once he left the table side, Joanne resumed.
"So, I was masturbating pretty well every night, using the things I'd seen my Dad doing to his date. Then I started to wonder how it would feel if he did those things to me. One night, I was having a hot, sexy dream, that he was on top of me, ready to fuck me, and it felt great."
"I woke up, I had to blink and shake off the tatters of the dream, I could see the dim outline of my Daddy stretched out just above my body. He'd slid back the bed blankets, peeled off my panties, parted my legs, and nudged against my opening. Being divested of my panties, I was naked, my Daddy ready to take my virginity."
