Chapter 1: Offering Help to My Dad

It was an incredible weekend - one I never expected to happen. The Steelers were going to the Super Bowl! It wasn’t that I was personally overexcited about it all but when you grow up with a father who’s a fanatical Steelers fan a little bit can’t help but rub off.

When I left home after Christmas Break just over a month ago I’d assumed that I wouldn’t be back home in Pittsburgh until Easter. Then a small miracle happened and somehow my dad’s favorite team was back in the big game for the first time in ten years. I was only ten years old the last time the team had played in the Super Bowl but I can still remember his disappointment when they lost. I was praying for them to win this time and so I decided to go home and help him cheer them on. It was a three hour drive so after classes were over on Friday I quickly jumped in my car and headed home. My dad was shocked to see me when he walked in the door late that night from a meeting at work, but not TOO shocked to take me right there in the hallway! It was a great way to start off the weekend and I was so glad to be home again.

The next morning at breakfast my dad explained why he’d been out so late. Apparently one of his cases involved another law firm in Chicago. One of their top lawyers was in town for the weekend so he had agreed to arrange for some “entertainment” for the guy tonight. Until now all he planned on was to take him out to one of the strip clubs. Of course my dad had no idea I’d be home for the weekend. He winked at me and casually mentioned that since I was home maybe it was something I might want to help out with. I immediately understood what he meant and I felt a twinge between my legs as I recalled last spring when he had asked my cousin Kristen and me to “help him out” back then. As it turned out, he had some clients in town who wanted to meet some girls in Pittsburgh - and I mean meet in the most personal way! What made it even better was they expected my dad to join in which put him in a bit of a predicament since he had never cheated on my mom and wasn’t about to then.

Well, Kristen and I were both thrilled to provide the entertainment. I still have fond memories of how hot it was to have my dad fuck me in a hotel room right in front of two guys who of course never could have imagined that the “whore” my dad was fucking was actually his own daughter. Of course, the same applied when they were fucking me in front of him. I’ve always wondered what they would’ve said had they known they were fucking my dad’s little girl! It was the only time we had ever done anything that crazy but my mom confided in me a few months later that he’d been incredibly turned on and it was all he talked about afterwards.

“Hmmmmmm, well I don’t know daddy,” I teased him, “Are you sure you want your innocent daughter whoring for you again?”

My mom just rolled her eyes while my dad just burst out laughing. “Innocent? Oh sure,” he teased me between chuckles, “Like you didn’t get off from it too, you silly slut!”