Chapter 6

The girls had cleaned up the kitchen and headed back out to the pool to catch the last of the daylight. Jeff was inside with Greg; he decided to confess to what Erica had done before dinner, but cleared his throat before starting. “I’m not sure how to say this, but you’ve been such a good host, I feel like I’d be taking advantage of your hospitality if I didn’t.” Greg looked at him quizically but didn’t say anything, so Jeff went on. “Before dinner, Erica made up the story about not being able to get the pickles open. She really wanted to get me alone so she could give me a hand job. I can get Jana to pack up and go if you’re angry and never want to see us again.”

Greg took a deep breath, “I’ve got some questions. Are you sure it was all Erica’s idea?”

“I mean, we’ve both been looking, a lot, since the girls asked if they could go topless, but I never meant to touch her or her touch me. That was all her idea. She was down on her knees and had my trunks around my ankles before I was sure she wasn’t just teasing about what she had in mind.”

“So you just sat there and let her do what she wanted?”

Jeff explained, “Erica was nervous about never having done this before, so I had to teach her how to feel for the proper amount of pressure to put on a man’s cock when you jerk it off.”

“Did she get your rocks off?”

Jeff wasn’t expecting this line of questioning, but he was honest with his answer: “Oh yeah! I came so fucking hard! Made a giant mess on the kitchen floor. I had kind of made a mess earlier with pickle juice when I wasn’t expecting the jar to open easily. But, oh yeah! When your sweet little angle rubbed on my cock, I shot my juice all over the place. It felt so good. Since I’m being honest, Erica is so pretty, I probably could have gotten my rocks off, hands free, just by staring at her beautiful topless body, knowing she wanted me to get some relief.”

“Umm, wow! I appreciate your honesty.”

Jeff was confused by the tone in Greg’s voice. The man had his eyes half closed, and Jeff glanced down to see that Greg seemed to have a hard on. “Did hearing about how your daughter jerked me off give you a boner, Greg?”

“It did,” Greg admitted. “Answering my questions seems to have done the same to you, Jeff.”

“Fuck, it has! I couldn’t answer your questions without reliving the memories. This conversation didn’t go at all like I expected. I thought you would be pissed at me.”

“Before dinner, I probably would have been,” Greg stated. “But I’ve got a confession of my own to make. While Erica was inside giving you her first hand job, Jana was also on her knees, rubbing my cock through my trunks.”

“Oh wow!” Jeff’s already hard cock throbbed urgently when he heard his own daughter had been having a sexual experience at the same time he had been. “I think it’s a lot less weird that you got turned on by hearing about Erica’s first hand job now.”

“Do you want to hear more about what she did to me?” Greg asked.

“I think I have to know! It’s so exciting to think about my daughter becoming a sexual creature. She’s had big boobs for ages, but this is the first time she’s seemed to be interested in taking action.”

“I know, it’s so strange. I figured I might need to comfort Erica after a breakup, but I never thought I might want to talk to her after a date to see what kind of action she got!”

“Please tell me what Jana did. I want to hear every detail!”

“Well, after Erica’s pickle jar question, which I now know was a ruse, Jana got out of the pool and walked up to me. I’ve got to tell you, I was absolutely hypnotized by her big tits. In fact, she claims she took the spatula out of my hands and flipped the burgers while I was staring at her incredible knockers. I have no memory of that, only of giant mellons swaying and bouncing as she moved. Needless to say, I was already hard. She told me not to feel bad about being distracted and that we had already established that she didn’t mind if I was the one who couldn’t stop staring at her chest. Then she said something about wanting to help me out. Much like your story, the next thing I know, your incredibly stacked daughter is on her knees in front of me, rubbing my cock through my shorts. I was the one worried about you catching us. I’m not sure how I managed it, but I told her that she needed to stop.”