Chapter 4: Shocking the Store Clerk

The poor clerk looked both disappointed and yet relieved at the same time. It was a shame she didn’t make a sale to the couple but then again, now it was just the three of us in the store.

“Sorry about that,” I said to her contritely, “We didn’t mean to make them leave.”

“Don’t worry, they’ve been in here a dozen times now and still haven’t spent a penny,” she said as she shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Then she gave us both a funny look as she started to say something but then seemed to think better of it and stayed quiet. Then she changed her mind again and came over to us on the other side of the counter.

“Ummmmm, I don’t know how to say this but was all that just a tease or what?”

“That depends. Would you like it to be more?” my dad said, taking the lead.

Her face flushed and she seemed again to be uncertain what to say. She glanced at the entrance but business was certainly slow as nobody was even looking in the windows. She was a cute girl, maybe in her early twenties. More the girl- next-door look than fashion model. Her blonde hair was pulled back rather severely into a bun and her clothes were that of a girl trying to look business- like. It’s a shame so many girls think they have to dress like a man to be accepted seriously when there are so many feminine outfit choices today.

Seeing she was tongue-tied, my dad continued with, “Is there someplace in back where we can be a little less conspicuous?”

What he was inferring without actually saying it was that he wanted to fuck me but even he knew better than to do it in the middle of a store open to the public. It as naughty enough to feel me up where anyone walking in would have gotten an eyeful but to fuck me was another matter entirely. She was pretty sharp and I could tell from the way she looked at me that she got the message, loud and clear. Now it was up to her.

“Well, we have an office in back where they do the paperwork,” she offered.

“Do you mind?” my dad said, taking me by the hand and leading me to the back even before she could respond. There was only one door at the rear of the store so it wasn’t like we needed directions. My heart was pounding as we stepped into a cluttered office and the girl followed behind us. She stood in the doorway, as if wanting to watch what was going on inside but at the same time allowing her to keep an eye on the store.

“By the way, I’m Kelly,” I introduced myself She simply replied, “Cindy.”

“And this is my dad. You can call him John.”

Until now she had been looking at us with a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. All that disappeared from her face as her mouth dropped open and her blue eyes widened.

“He’s your ... father?” she asked, her voice almost failing her.

“I guess you could say I’m a daddy’s girl,” I teased her and then reached up to kiss my dad on the lips. He responded by hugging me tight and sharing his tongue while Cindy just stood there and stared.

“You mean you’ve never wanted to fuck your dad, Cindy?” I continued to tease her as I dropped by thong to the floor and stepped out of it, leaving it there for the time being. “NO!” she gasped, “I would NEVER do that!”

“Well Cindy, you don’t know what you’ve been missing,” I said in a sultry tone, switching my gaze between my dad and her. “Show her how you fuck daddy.”

“Whatever you want baby,” he replied, undoing his pants in the process.

He dropped them the floor and left them by my thong, leaving on his shirt which hung down and partially covered his ass and crotch, but not enough to hide his dick from sticking out between the flaps. I reached down and held his cock in my hand, slowly stroking it with one hand.

“So Cindy, what do you think of my daddy’s dick? Isn’t it just awesome”

Something told me Cindy wasn’t going to be saying much from here on out. Her mouth was stuck in a partially open position and her eyes were riveted to my dad’s crotch where my hand held his stiff dick.”Do you want to watch me suck it Cindy?” I asked her, not expecting a reply but happy with just a further widening of her eyes at the suggestion of me giving my dad a blowjob.

There was no sense waiting for a response that was never going to come so I bent my knees and squatted in front of my dad and took his dick in my mouth. Since basically this was a show for Cindy, I went straight at it and took his entire dick in my mouth, burying my face in his thick pubic hair with my nose pressed into his crotch. My dad, realizing what I was doing, kept Cindy involved.

“Oh god that feels good! What do you think of my daughter Cindy? Look at her taking it all.”

I bobbed my head back and forth, sucking his cock like a cheap porn star. His cock was just long enough that the final inch or so had to go down my throat but that wasn’t difficult compared to some of the longer ones I’ve sucked over the years. I turned my head to look at Cindy, keeping my dad’s dick in my mouth the entire time. She was looking at us with an almost blank look on her face, as if she couldn’t believe what she was watching. At the same time, she wasn’t making any effort to stop us or even look away.

“Didn’t you ever want to suck your daddy’s dick Cindy?” I asked, letting his dick flop from my mouth to catch my breath. I stroked his wet shaft with both hands as I grinned at Amy. Actually, at the moment I was more turned in by her watching us than the actual BJ I was giving my dad. She just shook her head violently back and forth.

“You mean your daddy never got hard when you sat on his lap Cindy?” I teased her some more, “Didn’t you ever catch him staring when you wore a sexy bikini?”

Although she didn’t say yes, at the same time she didn’t shake her head at these questions.

“Looks like my daddy’s ready now Cindy,” I continued, “Would you like to watch him fuck me?”

The poor girl, I almost felt sorry for her. It was obvious she had never been involved in anything like this before and she was way out of her comfort zone. Yet at the same time it was like watching a horrible car accident, you know you shouldn’t watch but at the same time you can’t tear your eyes away.

I stood up and turned around, putting my hands on the edge of the desk. Stepping back a bit so I was leaning over onto the desk, I spread my legs shamelessly to give my dad, and especially Cindy, a clear view of my shaved pussy. Again, this was more for the fun of seeing Cindy’s reactions than intimate sex so my dad didn’t waste any time when it came to his turn. He lined himself up with my pussy and shoved his dick in me, pushing it in to the hilt until I could feel his lush pubic hair pressed between him and my bare butt. I gasped, a little melodramatically to be sure, at the pure pleasure that rippled through me as he drove his cock in my pussy.

“Oh God Cindy, he feels so good!” I gasped again, looking over at her to see her reaction to my father fucking me. I had a feeling she thought we were just teasing her before when I mentioned him fucking me. To see a girl’s father actually drill his daughter’s pussy right in front of her had to be quite a shock.