Chapter 6: The End of Father’s Day

Fortunately given how fast she had rushed in, together with the burnt odor arising from the oven, I knew there was no way she could smell my dad’s sex on me. Still, I knew better than to push it so I quickly made my way outside and went straight to the pool and jumped in. The water was warm but it still felt like ice water had been poured on my hot pussy! God, talk about a cure for horniness. Too bad my dad couldn’t jump in now; his cock would be down to nothing in seconds! In any case, the chlorine would mask any residue of sex so at least now I didn’t have to worry about that.

My dad emerged from the house about five minutes later. I tried to watch without being too obvious as my mom got up and met him before he even got to the table where my Aunt had brought a tray of burnt cookies. She said something to my dad and then looked over at me and I could tell from the expression on her face we were busted! Well, that just goes to show one reason I’ve always been open and honest with my mom. No matter how hard I try I’ve never been able to lie or hide anything from her. Besides, she undoubtedly had it all figured out anyway when she realized that my dad and I were alone in the house for so long. Even so, I was curious if she knew WHERE we had done it. Now THAT would have probably pissed her off as she didn’t like it when we took such risks.

It was another couple of hours before we finally returned home. We had been snacking all afternoon so dinner wasn’t necessary. Once my parents retired to the family room to watch TV, I walked into my dad’s closet and picked out a nice light blue dress shirt for me to wear. It looked almost new which meant my mom wouldn’t be thrilled I was wearing it but it was Father’s Day and so I wanted to look good for him.

Dropping the rest of my clothes to the floor and kicking them under the bed to be dealt with later, I put the shirt on and checked myself out in the mirror. I debated whether to button it or not and finally compromised by fastening two the lower half. The shirt hung down practically to my knees but the sides were cut such that most of my thighs were visible. Yep, this was the look I was hoping for. On the one hand it appeared at first to be a little conservative yet with a hint of naughty when you considered it was all I was wearing.

I started to head downstairs and then remembered I had forgotten something important. I hurried back to my room and grabbed the card I had bought for my dad a few days earlier. Back I went downstairs where my parents had assumed their standard positions in their designated LazyBoy recliners.

“Happy Father’s Day!” I announced as I ran down the stairs and handed him the card. I stood next to the chair as he opened it and listened to him read it aloud. It was some sappy Hallmark card and I really hadn’t even worried about the words. What was important were the ones I added to the end.

“Daddy, Thanks you so much for everything you do for me. I love so very much! Your little girl forever, Kelly”

“Ahhhhhh baby, this is sweet,” my dad said, reaching around me and pulling me in closer with his hand blatantly planted on my ass but still on the outside of the shirt.

“I know you’ve already had me twice today daddy, but I just wanted you to know your little girl’s still available.”

I reached down and kissed him, reaching my hand out to steady myself as I lost my balance. Of course it was pure coincidence that my hand landed squarely on his crotch (and if you believe that, let’s talk real estate!). He couldn’t help but laugh as he took my hand away.

“Tell me something Kelly,” he started out, sounding ever so solemn.

“Yes daddy?” I answered, wondering what could be so serious at a time like this

“Don’t you EVER get enough?” he finished, followed by a burst of laughter and even my mom couldn’t help but add a smile.

“Well ... you know I would never say no to you daddy,” I purred, wiggling my ass slightly under his hand.

With that he pulled me onto his lap and we watched TV for a while. I could feel his dick beginning to harden under me and my mouth rose into a sly smile. Something told me this Father’s Day wasn’t over yet!