Chapter 1

I woke up this morning with a terrible headache and an upset stomach. I hoped I wasn't coming down with a bug.

My car was in the shop so I was carpooling with the wife. She had come out of the bathroom wringing wet from the shower and had a towel wrapped around her waist.

Admiring her still gorgeous body I couldn't help but to stare as she dropped the towel to begin dressing. Her ample bosom was still high on her chest with only a slight sag. She was only able to bore one child, a daughter that was now a senior in high school. The problems she had at birth caused a complete hysterectomy.

My head still pounding I closed my eyes and whispered, "Honey, I've got a terrible migraine. Would you call me in, please."

Owning my own computer networking business I knew my able staff could handle me being gone. I started the business 19 years ago just before my wife, Carol and I were married. She worked diligently throughout my early tribulations and trials to keep the bills paid and food on the table. Now she didn't have to work but chose to keep active and not grow stir crazy after raising our daughter Candace.

"Are you alright, Babe," concern in her voice.

"Yeah, it's just this damn headache."

She wrapped the towel around herself and made her way downstairs. I could barely make out her explaining to Sharon, my personal assistant that I would not be in. With that she was back upstairs.

"Looks like your daughter just left for school. I figured her to be gone, there's a mess left on the kitchen table".

I smirked to myself knowing that irked Carol to no end. Her liking was that everything to be neat, tidy, and organized.

"Get dressed and I'll clean up the mess after I get rid of my headache."

I threw my legs off the side of the bed and sat up. God, my head throbbed and as I stood I felt a little shaky, but I made my way into the bathroom for some aspirin. Taking two and a glass of water back into the bedroom I paused at the doorway. Carol had just bent over to put on her panties and I caught a brief glimpse of her pussy and ass before she stood up.

I felt a twinge of excitement at her unintentional display and thought if my head was not hurting I would jump on that. Instead I took the aspirin and crawled back in bed.

Carol finished dressing in a smart business suit ready to go sell more mansions. She was the top seller for Lang Realty and was now in a position where all she sold were million dollar plus estates. Most of her clients being well to do socialites that needed another vacationing spot. I never figured why she was so good at what she did but her commission checks were outrageous and I personally thought her only goal was to see how many zeroes she could see on one check.

Hell, who was I kidding, the money was good and with my thriving business we hadn't done without in quite some time. Candace was a direct recipient to our good fortune as she always wore designer clothes and Carol even bought her a Mustang 5.0 for her sixteenth birthday. Spoiled yes, but she never flaunted to her friends or snubbed others that were less fortunate.

Fully dressed Carol again made her way downstairs and was back in a few minutes with a cup of coffee and the morning paper.

She leaned down kissed me and said, "I'm off Babe, I've got an eight o clock appointment with a Mr. Sanders. He's looking at a house in the foothills. 5500 square feet and two stories, the owners are asking for 4.5 million and I'm gonna hustle my buns for that one."

"Good luck, Honey I'm confident you'll close. Who could resist a babe like you anyway?"

"Thanks, Sweets I love you!"

She was down the stairs before I could reply and I heard the door slam.

I lay there for a few minutes and realizing that I had to pee I dragged myself up and made my way back into the bathroom. Standing there I thought, I wish I felt better I could sprawl on the bed and have a good yank. But instead I flushed the toilet washed my hands and made my way back to bed.

I dozed off and was dreaming about some young nubile thing stripping for me when I awoke to the flitter and giggles of teenagers. I looked at the clock and noticed it was only ten AM. There was some banging around in the kitchen, the refrigerator door being open and closed and giggles.

I recognized Candace's voice but was unable discern the other. My first thought was that Candace was skipping school, but naively I considered that maybe she has a short day. My second thought was she was unaware that I was home as she had left before I was even awake. I decided confrontation was not what I desired so I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

A few minutes later I heard them come up the stairs and head for Candace's bedroom. Their voices not having to be muted were loud enough that I could hear most of what they were saying. She obviously did not close her door.

The voice not my daughter's spoke, "Brad took me to his Uncle's house and we made out. He stuck his tongue half way down my mouth. After the first kiss he asked my to suck his tongue in my mouth and I did!"

A few gasps and Candace replied, "Wasn't that gross?"

I was shocked and relived that Candace has little to no experience in kissing. I thought all high schoolers were kissing fiends. Just go to the mall and watch. It seems that is what they are made for.

A reply from the unknown voice was even more shocking. "No, Can it was so good. Like I got all wet down there. Here let me show you."

Ok now I perked up. Candace kissing another girl! No, no way. Yet it got awful silent and a few seconds later.

"Well, what do you think?"

Candace spoke softly, "Ok, I kind of liked it. But your tongue felt kind of funny."

I sat up in bed my interest now piqued. Were my daughter and her friend just kissing? Was this going to lead to other things? More questions than answers ran through mind and all I knew is I had to find out what this was leading up to.

I silently crawled out of bed and peeked my head out the door. The coast was clear so I stepped into the hallway. I froze as an audible gasp came from the partially closed door to Candace's bedroom.

"Karen, what are you doing?" I heard Candace say.

"You didn't like that? I didn't feel good when I touched your boob?"

This came from Karen and I crept closer to her door. I tried to be as quiet as I could. I didn't want to get caught spying on the two teens but just the thought of my daughter getting felt up was mind boggling and I crept closer.

"I didn't say that it didn't feel good," Candace whispered. "It's just weird you being a girl like me. I've never let any of my dates touch me."

Aw my daughter was a virgin and I was somewhat relieved yet I yearned to see her being loved and I didn't care if it was male or female.

Candace is short, 5'4" about 105 soaking wet and blonde. No the stereotypical blonde, no she was smart got good grades in school; but she didn't date much. Her excuse was the guys in her high school were immature hormone overloaded jerks that she had no time for. Yet when she did date she was always on time, never missed a curfew and I never needed to flip the light switch when her date walked her to the door.

With her good looks and killer body I figured the boys would come sniffing around but I guess she made it clear that her home was off limits. Occasionally a boy would call and she would take the call in her room and spend some time talking but that never lead to anywhere because her weekend evenings were generally spent home or over a friends.

I had made to the door and peered between the crack in the door and the door jamb and was a little disappointed because both girls were sitting on the bed a little separated and not saying anything.

I was about to walk away when Karen spoke. "Haven't you ever wondered what it would feel like to be kissed and felt up by somebody else? Don't you ever think of letting a boy stick his thing in you?"

I held my breath waiting for Candace to answer.

"Well, yeah, sure but those guys at school are jerks and they would blab all over the school."

"I'm not necessarily talking just a boy. Have you ever thought of letting a girl touch you, Can?"

Candace voice broke when she replied, "No, that's perverted."

"No it isn't. Molly and I kissed and did other stuff last weekend when I was over her house and it felt good."

"What other stuff?" Candace was just barely aware her voice was low and hoarse.

"Well, we kissed with our mouths opened and she grabbed at my boobs and I let her. She asked if she could take off my tank top and I did it for her, she reached around and undid my bra and I took it off completely. She then felt my naked tits for awhile and I about came when she bent down and took my nipple in her mouth and started sucking. My pussy got real wet and I was so excited I decided that what ever she wanted to do was OK with me. Can, it felt so good."