Chapter 1: Hotter Than Most

I woke to a hot and humid day with the threat of a storm hanging in the atmosphere, and as usual, I went straight for the coffee. I was soon joined by my daughter. Still, in her nightie, she looked like a model out of playboy, reminding me of a younger version of her mother.

The nightie was a light one suitable for the hot weather we had been having lately with a nearly sheer top giving glimpses of her B-cup breasts it was bordered with lace along the bottom edge that came just low enough to nearly hide the white thong she was wearing.

We had as a family always been open around the house when it came to nudity and with two stunning females in the house that suited me.

She sat opposite me at the meal table. “Mom still not home?” she asked as I poured a coffee for her.

“No,” I replied, “she probably dropped into the newsagent to get the morning paper and some bread and milk.”

Her mother, Felicity, my wife, was a nurse and worked a permanent night shift at the major hospital in town.

We chatted about her school finishing last week and the parties she’d been to, to celebrate the end of high school and her plans for her Uni courses. It was all picked out and she would be attending my old University. She was excited to be going into a career like her mother and studying for her Bachelor of Nursing.

I was getting a little worried as to where my wife was when I heard her car pull into the double garage and heard the auto Rolla door close.

“Hi Ted, Hi Amy. Sorry I’m late,” Felicity said as she entered, “I Bumped into Jill and we got chatting. Her daughter Janis will probably be going to the same Uni as you Amy”

She grabbed some breakfast and joined us at the meal table telling us about the long shift and how busy it was.

“I’m going to bed, and as I’m late getting there, I’ll stay in bed till about 3, OK?” She gave us a kiss each, picked up her briefcase and went to our bedroom.

“Well, I’m off to my room,” Amy said, “I’ve got to text Janis and see if we can be roomies at Uni.”

“If you need me, I’ll be in the study,” I said, “I have a project to finish by noon today.”

We both went our separate ways knowing we had to be quiet in the house while mum slept, or she would be a bear to live with.

While working on the computer I kept thinking of my daughter and how good she looked in her skimpy nightie this morning, making it hard to concentrate. I switched to a porn channel and had a satisfying wank as I fantasised about going down on her sweet muff. I’m a typical male that will easily get aroused over a pretty girl even my daughter it’s just fantasy.

Not planning to wank off I hadn’t locked the door and didn’t know that Amy had seen the whole thing and heard me call her name out as I filled a ball of tissues with my spunk.

After a while, I still couldn’t concentrate so I went to the family room and turned on the box. Waste of time. More ads than shows and most of the ads kept repeating. Boring!

I was nodding off not thinking of anything when Amy came in and flopped down next to me on the couch. “Dad I’m going over to Janis’s house. I have to talk to her.”

“Weren’t you just texting her?”

“Yes. But this is important.”

“Well come home for lunch. I’m making a salad.” Are you going out in that dress? Isn’t it a bit short? Go and put those new shorts on, the ones you bought recently, the blue ones, they’re nice.”

“Dad, I have to get over there before they both go out to the mall. This is important and can’t wait.”

I learned later that she had told Janis what she had seen and heard me doing it in the study earlier and Janis wanted it all in detail and with colour photos if possible. Fortunately, there were no coloured photos of the event.

“Ok go, and by the way, they said on the news that there would be a storm so watch out for that.” I could feel the humidity in the air and knew a storm was brewing.

She kissed me on the lips and held the kiss for a bit longer than she usually did and squeezed my bicep firmly.

She laughed and said, indicating my bicep, “Your workout sessions are doing you good. Bye, see you at lunch.”