Chapter 1

"She's gone daddy"

"Yes darling" I whispered, "She's gone"

We walked away from the grave back towards my car and back to where our few remaining relatives waited for the traditional handshake, the softly spoken words of condolences, the bullshit!

As we had in the church, she sat close to me, a thigh against mine, an arm linked to mine, we nibbled at the silly little sandwiches and made small talk, we made notes of long forgotten telephone numbers that would remain long forgotten and we promised to keep in touch with people we loathed!

I walked up to the bar for another drink and she followed me, people smiled knowingly and sympathetically offered unwanted words of comfort.

Deliberately we stayed at the bar, speaking only when spoken to and then answering only as brusquely as possible without causing offence.

As people began to drift away the bar filled up with the early lunchtime clientele and we were able to stand in a corner almost unnoticed

"I wish you could kiss me here daddy" she said softly and looked up at me innocently from beneath her long eyelashes.

"Soon baby, soon" I replied and slipped an arm around her back resting my hand on the gentle swellings of her bottom.

Yet another distant relative came up and spoke to us, we nodded and answered without really hearing anything, all I could think of was my daughter standing close to me, her perfume in my nostrils, her arm around my waist, the slight bulge of a suspender strap against my thigh and my hand lazily caressing her buttocks through her skirt!

I thought of how she'd dressed for her mother's funeral in front of me, her lovely firm breasts bulging out over the top of the lacy cups, the barely covered nipples still swollen from my lips. The tight black basque accentuating the natural curves of her body as I knelt before her and pulled the black seamed stockings up over her creamy thighs, her freshly shaved mound in front of my face beckoning me, inviting me. I thought of the glistening wetness in between her labia, her fingers delving into it, teasing me, tempting me and I thought of how she wiped those fingers around my face and neck.

"Throw your aftershave away daddy" she'd said, "Wear my cunt cream instead!"

The relative shook hands and took his leave at last and we were alone again.

"You weren't listening to a word he said were you daddy?"

I shook my head,

"No not really"

"What were you thinking about?"

There were people all around us then and she had her back to the bar, I slipped my hand beneath the back of her skirt and touched the naked flesh above a stocking,

"You"

"Oh daddy" she squeezed against me, "I'm so wet, I wish they'd all go"

My hand moved higher and she gasped as I let a finger trace a path between the cheeks of her gorgeous little bottom, I felt the dampness of her panties, those same miniscule little panties I'd held for her as she stepped into them, giggling as they all but disappeared into her slit.

"Me too baby" I said looking around to see if anyone else was heading our way and that was when she played her ace! This sweet, innocent little eighteen year old put her lips next to mine and whispered,

"Let's go now daddy, my cunt's fucking soaking!"

"Oh God Katie!"

She smiled and pressed her breasts into my arm,

"I need a good fucking daddy, I need you to take me to bed and fuck me!"

As I pulled up outside the house she sat in the car until I walked round to open her door, then she slid to the edge of her seat and spread her long stocking clad legs obscenely.

"Eat me daddy" she said simply.

Dropping to my knees I kissed the inside of her thighs and inhaled her musky odour while she hooked a finger under the tiny g-string and pulled it out from between her swollen sex lips.