Shea was trapped! Her mom and stepdad were going on vacation for the next two weeks. She had to stay with her dad who lived too far away for her to hook up with her boyfriend. After that, her boyfriend would be gone for two weeks while his family went on vacation. That meant a whole month without seeing Eric. It was hell.
Tossing and turning for what seemed like forever, she finally gave up on sleep. Getting up, she made her way to the kitchen and found her Dad.
"Hey baby girl, want some P.B. & J.?"
Shea shrugged her shoulders, "Whatever." She sat down at the table, "I'm 18, kind of old for baby girl, don't you think?"
"Um," he finished his bite, "how about bitch then?"
Shea just looked at him open mouth, "I can't believe you called me that."
Dan shrugged his shoulders imitating what she had done, "Then stop acting like one."
"I miss my boyfriend."
"I don't give a shit. You need to find a way to deal with it besides being a pain in the ass." He stopped and noticed that her pajama top had come open. "By the way, you have nice tits."
Shea looked down and saw she was having a wardrobe malfunction. Feeling her face get hot, she fixed her top. "You're my dad; you aren't supposed to look at me like that."
"Hey, you're the one doing the advertising; I'm just sitting here enjoying the show."
Shea stood up and unbuttoned her top. Placing her hands on either side of her top, she opened it up showing her breasts, "Then, have a good look!" Storming back to her bedroom, she did a slow burn at her dad but somehow managed to fall asleep.
The next morning she was still mad at him, but forced herself to put a smile on her face. As far as she was concerned her dad had caused the end of the marriage with her mom, and Shea still resented it. But, she had to find a way to get along with him or the next two weeks would suck. Breakfast was bacon, eggs and toast with juice and not much was said while they ate. She had finished eating, "Did you make some coffee?"
Dan was surprised, "You drink coffee?"
Shea gave him a half smile, "I'm not a kid anymore."
"I noticed that when you raised your top last night." He cleared the dishes from the table and poured them both some coffee.
Shea felt her face flush again. "Well you can stop saying I have nice tits. I know the truth."
"What are you talking about?"
"Dad, I don't have much on top - all right. Damn this is embarrassing." She went from embarrassed to feeling bewildered when her dad walked around the table and she received a kiss from him. It was just a father / daughter kiss but his hands were placed on each side of her face when he did it.
Dan forced her to look into his eyes, "Baby girl, I hope I have a girlfriend just like you one day."
She jumped at the opening, "Mom said you had a girlfriend, which is why you two broke up."
Dan went back to his chair, "I won't say anything bad about your mother."
"So did you?"
"No, I did not."
Shea was confused, she wasn't being told the truth - but by who? She stared into her cup as she thought about it. "So you didn't have one, but has there been anyone since you and mom split up?"
"Baby girl do you want to fix your shirt?"
She looked down and her shirt had come open again. Not keeping her shirt buttoned and not wearing a bra just didn't mean anything to her. "So what, there isn't anything to see anyway."
"Shea there wasn't anyone before your mom, there wasn't anyone else while she was married to me and there hasn't been anyone since. So can you please cover yourself up?"
Her dad had let his guard down for an instant, and somewhere was the truth. She fixed her shirt mumbling, "Eric wouldn't have even noticed."
"Well I noticed baby girl."
Eric was actually her first boyfriend. Shea could still see the look on his face when he first saw her chest. She was jerked out of her thoughts when she found herself being kissed again. She hadn't even realized that her dad had gotten up.
"Baby girl, I'm sorry I called you a bitch. I'm still mad at your mom and I took it out on you."
Shea had never heard her dad open up like that. "Thank you dad," she hugged him and they went back to sitting across from each other and drinking their coffee. She was lost in thought again, only this time about what he had said as well as what her mom had told her. Her mom had insisted that he had a girlfriend, but Shea couldn't remember her dad ever going out without her mom or her. Come to think of it, her stepdad had showed up almost as soon as her dad had moved out. She was snapped out of her thoughts by her dad talking to her again.
"I tell you what baby girl, I won't call you a bitch again and you stop showing me your tits, all right?" He saw his daughter blush again and laughed and laughed. "I love you, don't ever change."
Shea decided that two could play that game. "I'll stop leaving my shirt open, even if I have nothing for you to see. You stop calling them tits."
Dan was shocked; he never knew how low his daughter's self-esteem was. He went around the table and hugged her. He had only been with her a little since the divorce and now it felt like a very, very long time. "I've missed you."
Shea was feeling so many different things all at once, and held his hand to her cheek, "I love you too."
"And you have nice tit - ah - I mean you're nice on top."
She giggled, "Thanks, but I know the truth." She stretched her shirt across her chest outlining her nipples and what breasts she had. "It is what it is." Shea screamed in surprise as she felt herself being picked up and sat on the kitchen table.
Dan went bent down and kissed her. "I'm the one doing the looking and I know when something is nice to look at."
She started laughing; being on the kitchen table was so strange. "I can't imagine a guy -"
His daughter obviously wasn't listening to what he was saying, so Dan decided to show her she was wrong. He ran his fingers over her shirt and felt her nipples respond immediately.