Chapter 23

March 5th, 2021

After nearly a year, the horrible lockdown had finally ended. The world ushered in the new year with several vaccines that proved to be very effective against the Covid virus and life had returned to normal. I’d quit my job at the casino and begun attending UNLV virtually in late August, and when the new semester began in January my distance-learning routine changed to meetings on campus. I was still living at home with my father, but it felt so good getting out of our house, going to classes, and assuming my new ‘normal’ life.

My relationship with my father was perfect and I’d never been happier. We had a very active sex life that included some BDSM elements, which I loved, and also lots of vanilla-type sex, which was more often soft, gentle, romantic, and loving, that kept our loving relationship strong and solid.

Daddy allowed me to spend the night with my brother, Kyle, a couple of times a month, when Anna wasn’t staying over with him, so we could have sex. Our sneaky little arrangement really helped to continue to strengthen our relationship. My father also continued to see his girlfriend, Suzi, both with and without me. About once a week, they’d go out on dates, which gave them some private time to be alone together, and she’d also spend a night or two each week at our house. There was no animosity or jealousy between us and we actually developed a very strong friendship. Even though we didn’t have any classes together, in addition to being lovers we both enjoyed doing typical girlfriend-type things like shopping for clothes and shoes together or just hanging out.

Daddy had promised me a vacation and it was only a couple of weeks until spring break, so I was getting very excited to find out exactly where we’d be going. Also, he said we’d be venturing out into the community and doing some sexy things together, and I couldn’t wait to find out just what he had in mind. I’d never been happier than I was in my new life with my father, and I couldn’t help but think that whatever he had planned would only add to everything I’d experienced with him.

My father sat me down one Friday evening right after dinner and revealed his next grand plan.

“I searched for adult video stores in our area and I found three of them that are nearby. Then I found that one on Industrial Road has a back room with video booths.”

“Okay,” I said warily. “Why does that matter?”

“I’ll explain that in a moment. I read up on some reviews of the place and found that it got decent marks for cleanliness and movie selection. Then I saw that there was an online forum for the video store, so I posted a question that asked when was the best time to visit the booths. Within minutes, I received a bunch of responses; most of them said that around nine o’clock was best.”

I broke into a little smile. “You know I can’t wait to find out where this is going, right?”

“Be patient and stay with me here,” he continued. “One of the forum members sent me a message and we started chatting about the facility. He was a wealth of knowledge, telling me the cost, which booths were the biggest, and which ones had glory holes in them.”

My eyes got wide. Glory holes? What the hell is that? The questioning look on my face gave me away.

“A glory hole is a small slot between the video booths where a man can insert his cock, Kenna.”

Suddenly, Daddy’s plan was becoming clear. Giving head to complete strangers? It made me nervous, but I could also feel myself getting aroused.

“So how many guys do you think I should suck off?” I asked shyly.

“Oh, I don’t know,” he said with a twinkle in his eyes. “Not more than a couple of dozen.”

I giggled, but then wondered if he was serious. “A couple of dozen?” I whispered, aghast at the prospect. I loved giving head, but that would be a lot of effort.

“Just teasing,” he assured me. “We’ll see how it goes.”

He told me to shower and get ready. When I saw the outfit he’d picked out for me, I had to chuckle; this was not going to be an evening where he’d want us to be seen by anyone we knew.

When I emerged from the bedroom wearing his chosen outfit, his mouth dropped open. He’d chosen a very tight semi-sheer black sleeveless mini-dress. It was backless, had spaghetti straps, had a deep V front that exposed my navel, and had a hem so short it barely covered my ass. It was just like the dress I’d worn at Easter, I had to adhere two-sided apparel tape to my breasts to ensure they stayed in the sexy little frock, and, as he’d instructed, I wasn’t wearing a thong. I knew he could see every inch of my curves, and the fuck-me heels accentuated the shapeliness of my legs. My long blonde hair was shimmering and the low cut of the dress barely covered half of my big D-cup breasts. He could even see a hint of my nipples through the fabric, and I knew that they’d definitely be visible when I got excited.

He had me stand in front of him and he ran his hand up under my very short skirt. I parted my legs to give him access and he ran his fingers over my slit. I felt the moisture begin to build between my legs, and my nipples became erect and started to show through the thin, sheer material.

I leaned over to his ear, gave a slight moan, and said, “I’m ready, Daddy, let’s do this,” I said playfully.

“I can tell,” he said dryly, and we headed out to his Escalade. He caressed my ass as he walked behind me, and we embraced in a long kiss as our hands explored each other’s body.

He helped me into the car and walked around the back to get in on the driver’s side. After we got on the road, he reached over and rubbed my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples and making me squirm in my seat. He continued to explore my body until we arrived at the video store; I looked at the dashboard clock and saw that it was just five minutes before nine. I was incredibly excited, but also a little nervous.

I wasn’t sure how to say this without upsetting him, but I still had to say it. “Daddy, please keep me safe in there, okay?” I said in a voice barely above a whisper.

He looked seriously into my eyes. “No one will ever harm you, Kenna, I promise.”

I looked into his steady, unwavering eyes and a peace came over me. “Okay.”

We got out of the car and my father grabbed a duffel off the back seat, then took my hand and led me into the store. I could see the male patrons instantly turn their attention to me in my tight-fitting and revealing outfit, and I’m sure they noticed my erect nipples pushing against the thin bodice material.