Chapter 2

I bolted up and sat and looked at Candace. She had that deer in the headlights look, and I was a little amused that she was so nervous. Our eyes met and I could tell she was a little embarrassed that I might have been able to hear her and Karen earlier.

I was the first to speak, "I stayed home from work with a migraine."

Her voice trembled as she replied, "You've been home all day?"

"Yes."

She came further into the room and sat at the foot at the bed. Her head hung even though there was no definitive confirmation that she had been heard. I sat there and just looked at the side of her face. I could see a tear form and silently run down her cheek. Her body trembled and she started to sob.

As a Dad and father there was that inner conscience that responds to the pain of a child and I reached out and took her hand and whispered, "It's OK, Candace."

"No, Daddy it's not OK, you had to have heard what Karen and I were doing and I am so embarrassed."

"What's to be embarrassed about? What was I supposed to have heard?"

I tried to play off that there was complete innocence on both our parts, but she saw right through the disguise.

"Oh, Dad I know you heard, I left my bedroom door open and you are a light sleeper. Please don't tell Mom, she'd go off the deep end and..."

"What exactly did you and Karen do that would be so bad that you would not want Mom to know."

Her face burned bright red and as she turned to look at me I could see that her desire was not completely abated, she had the just orgasmed look that I had become well aware of. I thought I detected her feminine odor and my breathing was becoming a little harder as I remembered how Candace looked naked and what her and Karen were doing not 15 minutes ago.

"What can I say Dad, Karen did things to me that I've never done and I couldn't stop her. I've never felt like I did when she kissed me, Dad. When she grabbed my boob I about died."

Wow more information than I expected but I had to be an adult and be her protector and mentor.

"How did you feel, Candace?"

"Oh, Dad I'm so embarrassed talking to you about this"

"No need to be, honey. I am always here for you to talk to."

She stood and started to walk out of the room. Just before she got to the door she looked back and said, "Maybe later. Daddy. I am just too embarrassed to talk right now."

"Ok, babe I'm here whenever."

She walked out and I leaned back on the bed. I closed my eyes and immediately relived the earlier events. I could feel another erection starting and I caught myself before reaching down and stroking my semi hardon. I remembered Candace was still in the house and my door was open.

I fell asleep and dreamed about Candace and Karen except I was between them and they were slowly stroking my cock and whispering in my ear. I awoke with a start and realized that indeed I was being stroked and the shadow on the wall told me it was late afternoon. I sleepily opened my eyes and looked at the hand that was lazily stroking me.

"How's your head, Honey?"

Whew it was Sharon, my wife stroking me and I was relieved and I'd be an idiot if I didn't say I was a little disappointed.

"Its better Babe how was your day?"

"Oh you know, same old shit, different day. What's up with your daughter? I tried her door and she didn't answer, but I could music in her room."

I hated lying but I was also a Dad so I crossed my fingers and said, "I don't know, Babe, I was asleep before she got home."

My cock was a full mast as Sharon absentmindedly jacked me off. "That's not like her; she normally greets us when she comes home. Maybe she's sick."

"Go check on her again and beat the door down if you have to."

"I will in a minute. It looks as if somebody else has a headache. Let me kiss it better."

She leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking. Her tongue wrapped around the head and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. She was furiously licking the pee-hole as she reached between my legs and brought my balls out of my pajamas. Her head came off and took my left ball in her mouth. Lightly licking the ball and sack her hand was lightly stroking just the head of my cock.

Precum was dripping out of the tip and using her thumb she spread the moisture around. This natural lubrication made it easier for her to stroke me. Her intention was to excite me to the boiling point and I could only hope that she would bring it to fruition.

She spat the ball out and looked me in the eye and said, "I'd better check on Candace. Don't worry, baby I'll take care of you later."

I heard her knock on Candace's door and enter. I hoped that Candace had calmed down enough that her Mom would not realize anything out of the ordinary. She was upset enough earlier that her mom might be able to detect her uneasiness. I lay there and hoped this was not the case as I did not want Sharon to know that I had peeped in on Candace. Yes call me selfish but I did not want my wife to believe I was perving on our daughter.

Some time had elapsed, perhaps 15 minutes and I heard Candace's door open. I held my breath until Sharon walked back in the room.

"She seems to have had a little trouble with one of her friends today and she was really upset. She's ok now and apologized for not greeting me when I got home."

I breathed a sigh of relief and closed my eyes. I listened to Sharon move around the room and I peered through the slit in my eyes just in time to watch Sharon remove her blouse reach around and unhook her bra. When she turned back towards the bed I got a great shot of her breasts and my mind wandered back to my daughter's boobs and the clear shot I had when Karen had been eating her out. Oh god, I thought, I've got to stop thinking like this. It's my daughter, my flesh and blood I'm thinking about and it's so wrong.

Sharon finished changing, looked my way and said, "I'm going to start dinner. I'll call you when it's ready and if you feel like it you can come down and eat."

I just murmured affirmatively and she walked out. I must have dozed for a minute when I felt a hand on my shoulder gently shaking me.

"Daddy," a voice whispered. "Mom says dinner's ready and wanted to know if you felt like coming to eat."

I opened my eyes and met Candace's gaze and she blushed and ran out the door. I got up slipped on a robe and entered the bathroom. After relieving myself I washed my hands and shuffled to the dining room.

Candace was already seated but she would not look at me. I sat down and leaned over so her Mom would not hear me.

"Whatever you are holding against me, if your Mom notices that you won't look at me she will wonder what's up."

"I'm sorry, Daddy I will try."

About that time my wife walked in with a plate of spaghetti with a tray of garlic toast.

"Smells delicious, Honey."

"I wasn't sure if you felt like eating, and if you did it should be something light."

"Thanks, Babe you are wonderful to think of me like that."

"Just 'cause I love ya."

The conversation was light and Sharon was doing most of the talking. Mostly about work and some high falootin millionaire was looking at one of her prize properties and she babbled on about how she was negotiating with him. His first offer was an insult and her counter was met with hesitance, but By Gosh we are not selling that property that cheap.

I listened to her rambling with one ear but kept my eyes glued to her face as though I held on to every word. Out of the corner of my eye I looked to Candace and when our eyes met she turned away face red, her breathing heavy.

Dinner was about to end when Sharon spoke, "Oh I almost forgot. Mr. Goldberg wants me and two of the other top sellers to accompany him to a convention of realtors in Las Vegas this weekend. I didn't think you would mind so I agreed."

Mind, hell no. That will make a perfect excuse to talk to Candace and try to get her back to normal.

"I need to get my car out tomorrow anyway so I can get you to the airport." I volunteered.

"Not necessary, Mr. Goldberg is picking us all up and leaving his car at the airport."

Friday rolled around uneventful, though Candace avoided me like a plague. Her Mom was oblivious her mind on her trip and the opportunity to network with the big people. Her mind was so far away I probably could have told her I fucked the next door neighbor, their dog and our daughter all on one day and she most likely would have replied, "That's nice dear."

As I dashed out the door to get to work I kissed Sharon goodbye and wished her a good time, have fun. I slipped a 100 dollar bill and told her, "If you get a chance to play the slots bet this and bring me back the winnings."

I hurried out before she could answer and I didn't get chance to talk to Candace; she had left for school.

Worked sucked because I couldn't concentrate. My mind wandered a lot and I seemed to drift back to the earlier display. Seeing Karen bent over licking my daughter I started getting turned on and contemplated going to the Men's room and wanking but my better judgment won. I stayed at my desk but by lunchtime I had enough. I shut down the computer, gathered my things, stopped off at the receptionist's desk and told her I was going for the day.

Driving home I hoped there would be no one home and I could hop in the shower, take care of the insistent horniness that seemed to be nagging at me. Hoping for a good yank my hopes were dashed when I realized Candace's car was parked in the driveway.

I guess secretly I had hoped that my daughter would again be in the throes of passion with Karen, but I also knew it was unlikely. Candace had been too embarrassed before to risk anything like that again. At least at home.

Parking the car, I entered through the garage and headed for my bedroom. I heard music playing in my daughter's room so I knew not to knock, lest there was more going on in there. I closed the door to my room, shucked my clothes and entered the bathroom.

I had just started the shower when a knock came on the door.

"What is it," I spoke loudly so I could be heard over the shower.