Chapter 1

The morning found Michelle in the same position as when she fell asleep the night before. Naked, in the fetal position, both hands tucked between her thighs, dreaming out her father. Her recent work schedule had her waking naturally at 6:30 am, even though she had been up late the night before, listening to her parents fuck in the adjoining room and masturbating herself along with them.

The memory of the powerful orgasms she experienced the night before caused Michelle to blush as she remembered the source of the increased sexual intensity, which was thoughts of her dad’s cock plunging in and out of her young vagina, as she could hear him doing to her mom, though the thin wall. These memories also caused her pussy to moisten, and she lazily ran the pad of her thumb over her awakening clit.

“Wake up, sleepy head,” sang out Michelle’s father while rapping on her bedroom door, shaking the last bits of sleep from her, “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“Probably not the surprise I’m looking for,” joked Michelle to herself as she picked up the camisole that she had discarded the prior evening off the floor and pulled it over her head. “It’s open for you,” she called to her father, giggling at the double entendre, as she traced her finger through her wet pussy lips before pulling the covers up to her chin.

John Lynch walked into his daughter’s room, still in his usual sleepwear, a pair of flannel pajama pants and his well-worn 2009 Yankee World Champions tee shirt, which was faded from multiple washings and had holes under the arms. Michelle’s mother loved that shirt at first because it replaced the 1996 Yankee World Champions tee shirt that was the prior part of his sleeping ensemble, which was even in worse condition than the ‘09 version that he wore today. While her mother was ambivalent about sports, she always rooted for another Yankee World Championship, if only to get her husband to stop wearing that ratty tee shirt to bed.

In one hand, Michelle’s father held a hot cup of coffee, light and sweet, and in the other, he held a white envelope. Michelle smiled to herself as she let her eyes drop to his waist, and was sure she could see his flaccid cock bouncing inside his pants leg as he walked toward her bed. She fought the urge to rub her pussy once more and scooted toward the wall, so her dad could sit on the edge of her bed.

“Thank you,” Michelle said enthusiastically, as she took the mug from him and drank a large sip of the hot coffee. “So what’s this?” she asked, as she put down the mug and flipped the blank white envelope over and back.

“Well, open it and find out!” teased her father.

Michelle ripped open the envelope and gave her father a look at Derek Jeter’s face on the cover of the card. Her lifelong crush on the Yankee Captain was a well-known fact in the Lynch household. Opening the card, two tickets fell onto the bedspread as she read the handwritten note, “Congratulations on your new job. Love Mom & Dad”

“I didn’t want to say anything until I knew these were going to come through,” explained her father, as Michelle picked up the tickets from her lap and read them.

“OH MY GOD!” Michelle shrieked as she sprung up in the bed and hugged her father tightly around the neck, pressing her pert breasts into his chest, “Yankees-Red Sox ... TODAY ... at One O’Clock??!!”

“So I’m guessing you like the gift,” joked John Lynch, pretending to struggle for breath, as his daughter still hugged him tightly around the neck and was kissing his cheek, repeating ‘thank you, thank you, thank you!’ John reached down and surreptitiously adjusted his hardening cock, as he could feel the points of Michelle’s nipples pressing into his chest, and peeked at her exposed midriff, revealed when the sheets fell off her as she sat up to hug him.

“Hey, don’t forget you two are related,” joked Michelle’s mother, who was standing in the doorway, sipping her tea, while enjoying the reaction that both parents knew they would get from Michelle with this special gift.