Chapter 5: Keith’s Daughter Interrupts

Just then I heard the sound that every parent must hate to hear at times like this.

“Daddy?” a voice called from the back bedroom, then a little more forcefully, “Daddy!?”

I looked at him and saw the disappointment in his eyes as he seemed to instantly switch gears from horny voyeur to concerned father. He quickly pulled his pants up but left his shirt out to cover his hard dick even though little Ashley would have no idea why her daddy was sporting this big bulge in his crotch, if she noticed anything in the first place.

“Coming sweetie!” he called out to her. Then he looked at me and sighed.

“Yea, I know,” he said with a sigh, “Damn, just when it was getting to be fun ... kids!”

He got up and headed off to her room. As for me, I stood up and gathered up my clothes and scampered off to the closest bedroom, just in case some little girl decided to make her way into the family room unannounced. Now that she was awake, there was no predicting what a three year-old would say or where she would go so any thoughts of continuing our little game were on a definite HOLD for now.

It only took a few seconds to jump back into my shorts and pull my top back on. Leaving the bedroom, I saw the pink negligee in the middle of the floor and quickly scooped it up along with the panties. Just then Keith reentered the room with Ashley in his arms.

“Daddy’s home!” she announced to me, as if I couldn’t see for myself. From the way she was hugging him she obviously loved her father. Too bad she didn’t know what her sweet daddy was doing a few minutes before!

“Ummmmm, you better put that nightie away right away,” Keith said. I gave him a pout but he just shook his head saying, “That’s her favorite and if it’s missing there could be some interesting questions! I will say one thing - you look a hell of lot sexier in it than she does!”

Now THAT was more what I wanted to hear from him. Reluctantly I returned the nightie to its original location. I don’t know what I was thinking anyway. There was no way I could keep it without drawing her suspicion. It was bad enough that it probably smelled of my sex but it wasn’t like she hadn’t been fucked in it before so she probably wouldn’t notice. Even if she did, I couldn’t believe she would ever even consider what the REAL story was, probably more that she had forgotten to rinse it out after her latest escapade.

While I was there, I looked in the mirror over her dresser and gasped. God, I looked an absolute wreck! My hair was a total disaster so I used one of her hairbrushes to try and straighten it out as best I could. Once I was reasonably back in shape again, I returned to the family room where Ashley was still hugging her dad. She had obviously missed him a lot!