Chapter 6: Nooner

Sunday, December 17th. Early Afternoon
"Talk about a nooner, huh Daddy?" Emily said with a smile as they stood in Dave's bedroom as Emily pulled Dave's shirt up and over his head.

Dave was so lost in thought at what was going on that he didn't respond or resist as his daughter slid her hands down his torso to his pants and began to work on undoing his belt.

Dave was going over the situation and deciding on options. He had received a small glass vial of some blue formula in the mail. The note that had come with the formula had stated that giving it to a woman by way of a quick jab with a needle or pin would cause her to become super-horny and extremely submissive to his wishes. They would do anything, anything at all, to have their sudden, urgent desires fulfilled. He had used the formula on two women.

The first was a random woman he'd spotted In Wal-Mart. He had taken her to a motel room and fucked her in every possible orifice during the six hours that the formula had given him. Elizabeth, had apparently enjoyed their time together. So much so that she had tried to arrange a date between him and one of her virgin girlfriends. That date had gone wonderfully but Dave's conscience had bothered him and he had never used the formula Mandy.

The second woman he used it on was his ex-wife, Rebecca. He had used it on Rebecca to get her to allow their daughters, Emily and Hayley, to spend Christmas with him. Even now, a copy of the video he had made of Rebecca and him having relations was winging it's way to her with a short note inside threatening to send copies of the video to her boyfriend, Paul, and to the media if she didn't agree. Paul's chances of winning a state senate seat would fall dramatically if his long-term, live-in girlfriend were "exposed" in a sex tape. Dave was sure Rebecca would give in. His demands were not that high.

Now, his eldest daughter, Emily, the only person he had shared the secret with, had tricked him. She had asked to "look" at the drug and the paraphernalia to administer it. Instead, she had given the formula to herself as Dave had watched. Dave had confessed to Emily that he had briefly considered using it on her, and her very attractive younger sister, but not seriously. Now she had done it for him.

She had undressed herself and had dragged him into his bedroom and was, even now, actively working to finish undressing him. The drug was driving her, making her think that David could quench the lusty desires that it was causing inside her.

Dave was sure he could fight her off, not commit the ultimate form of parental abuse. He was sure he could. Emily wasn't a big girl. He outweighed her by more than fifty pounds and worked out semi-regularly.

Only the questions stopped him from doing so. The note hadn't told what would happen to a woman who had been given the formula but was given no release. Was it fatal? Would she need hospitalization? Would she harm herself to get what she wanted and needed? Dave had lots of questions but very few answers to any of them.

Then there was Emily herself. She had stated only a moment earlier that this was not a spur of the moment decision. She had said that she had been considering this for a while now. Had she started considering an incestuous encounter with her father before or after she found out about the formula? Then there was the question of whether he was going to be her first. Emily lived with her mother most of the time. Dave had heard that Emily had boyfriends but had never questioned either of his daughters about their love lives. Was she a virgin or would he just be one of many?

The more the questions went through Dave's mind, the more he realized how little he knew about Emily and her sister.

Dave's pants, now undone, fell down his legs and pooled around his ankles. Emily reached for the waistband of his briefs only to have Dave stop her. He held her wrists and pushed her hands away. Emily looked up and could see that her father had come to some kind of decision. Dave released her wrists, grabbed her upper arms and pushed her down so she was sitting on the bed. He then stepped out of his pants, kicked them to the side and knelt down before her.

"Before we do this, you're going to answer some questions. You're going to answer them honestly and completely. You are not going to lie or withhold any information. Understood?"

"Yes Daddy."

"I'm sure you wanna get this over with quickly, right?"

Emily nodded.

"The way to do that is to answer my questions."

Emily nodded again in understanding.

"My first question is why did you do this?"

"Every girl measures guys up against the men in their lives; fathers, grandfathers, uncles, brothers, whatever. All of my boyfriends, I compare to you. You've been the biggest male influence in my life. Only one guy so far has come even close to measuring up.

"I've had a crush on you since I was thirteen and was old enough to understand what was happening to me. You're kind, gentle, giving, handsome, strong, and one of the smartest men I've ever met. What girl could resist?

"Hayley doesn't have it as bad but she has it too. Before you and Mom separated, a lot of my friends commented on how sweet and handsome you were. A couple of them even asked me if I would mind if they made a play for you after you and Mom broke up. I told them that I would mind so none of them did it. Otherwise, you would have a harem of young girls begging to get into your pants right now. I did it, Daddy, because I love you and I want to show you that."

"This isn't the way to do it, Em."

Emily smiled but didn't speak.

Dave rubbed his face with both hands as he tried to come up with another question.

"Have you had sex with anyone else?"

"To quote President Clinton, 'Define sex.'"

"Have you had intercourse with any boys?"

"Just one, Daddy. Brian Hartwell. You remember him?"

Dave nodded. Emily and Brian had been buddies since they were in kindergarten. They had lived only three houses apart and had been each others best friend and confidant as they grew. It was Brian that Emily played 'house' and 'doctor' with.

Rebecca had caught them playing doctor when Emily was ten and had thrown the boy out of the house and banned him for life from ever coming back. Brian's parents had been close friends of his and Rebecca's but Rebecca also refused to ever see them after that because they refused to punish their "pervert of a son."

Emily had been in tears when Dave came home that night and found out what had been going on. When he asked Emily what had happened she had told him that playing doctor had been her idea and she was being the doctor. She had been very much enjoying herself too. Dave had tried to convince Rebecca to rescind the ban on Brian, if not his parents, but she had refused over and over again for the last seven years.

"When did this happen?"

"Two years ago. Just after I started going to the Academy." The Academy was the school that Paul had arranged for Emily and Hayley to go to after Rebecca moved in with him. "Mom doesn't know it but Brian's father got a promotion at work. Since he was making more money, Brian's parents enrolled him at the Academy. He's been going there for a year or two before Hayley and I got there. We've been dating ever since. The boys I bring home and introduce to Mom and Paul, they're just a cover. Mine and Brian's friends. They come to the house, pick me up and take me out to meet Brian. We've talked about getting married, going to college. We've even picked out the names for our kids."

Dave didn't say it but he was glad for his daughter. Emily and Brian deserved each other. They were both a couple of really sweet kids. When they had been kids, he, Rebecca and Brian's parents had talked about how one day they would be in-laws if and when the two kids got married. It had been years since he'd seen or talked to Brian, or his parents, but he had always liked him.

"If you've got Brian, why did you do this?" Dave asked, pointing at the still obvious puncture hole on Emily's thigh.

Emily smiled. "Because you're my Daddy. Because I love you and I want to know what it would be like."

"Okay then." Dave reached over and picked up the cordless phone from the nightstand. "Do Brian's parent's know about you two?"

Emily nodded.

"Do they approve?"

Another nod.

"Call him. Invite him over. Hell, invite him to spend the night. He can take care of your problem."

"Can't, Daddy," Emily said and returned the phone to it's holder. "First off, Hartwell family tradition. From Thanksgiving to Christmas, they leave town every weekend to go visit relatives. You should know that."

Dave hadn't remembered but did once Emily mentioned it. The Hartwell's were a very family-oriented clan. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas they would leave town every single weekend to go off and visit one relative or another. It wouldn't end until Christmas day when the entire family would gather at an elderly invalid uncle's house to celebrate Christmas day and actually open presents.

"And second, Brian knows what I'm like in bed. I don't think I could be that ... calm with him."

Dave rubbed his head and realized he was getting a headache.

"What about Hayley?" Dave asked deciding to get as much information as he could while he could.

"Hayley is still an innocent little virgin. She's also become a bit of a gossip. Girl couldn't keep a secret to save her own life. That's why I convinced her to go see Mallory today."

"You convinced her?"

Emily nodded. "Yeah. I mentioned it to her last night. Told her that Mal lived only a few blocks from here and such. Hoping she would ask you to take her. When I asked her about it this morning though, she said she would rather spend the time with you. I told her I really needed to talk to you and was afraid you wouldn't open up if she was here."

"What did you tell her we needed to talk about?"

"Mom. And us staying here. Hayley wants to stay with you as bad as I do. As bad as Mom was when you separated, she's gotten worse, Daddy. She is a complete and total bitch all day, everyday. We're both going crazy over there. It's almost like, I don't know, like she hates us or something."

"If she hates you why would she want you there so bad?"

"To hurt you, Daddy," Emily said smiling and rubbing his cheek gently. "She knows how much you love us and how much we love you."

Their eyes locked for a moment and Emily bent down and their lips met. "And I do love you, Daddy. Very much." She then kissed him again. This time when her tongue touched his lips, Dave opened his mouth and invited her in.

Their tongues danced together, moving from his mouth to hers and back again. Without breaking the kiss, Dave slowly rose from his kneeling position and pushed his eldest daughter back onto the bed. He leaned over her, doing his best to keep his weight off of her. Once she was completely laid back on the bed, he broke off the kiss and looked down at his incredibly beautiful daughter. "You must take after your mother."

"Why do you say that, Daddy?" Em asked, unsure whether it was meant as an insult or a compliment.

"You're so beautiful. There is no way you take after me."

"You still think Mom's beautiful? Even after all she's done to you?"

Dave smiled. "A woman's body can be beautiful no matter how ugly she is on the inside. Your mother's body was never the problem, well, until she started sharing it with others."

They both chuckled at Dave's statement. Then his lips were back on hers and their tongues were dancing once more.

"Close your eyes," Dave instructed even as he closed her eyes with his fingertips. He stood up over Emily and looked down at her. For the first time, Dave looked at Emily, not with the eyes of a father looking at his daughter but with the eyes of a man looking at a beautiful young woman. She was beautiful. Any man would be lucky to have her, he thought to himself. He pushed his underwear down his legs and kicked them off and laid himself down beside her.

He gently kissed her lips as he used his fingertips to make ever widening circles on her belly, sending chills into her brain and down her spine. Her whole body quivered as his fingers brushed the bottoms of breasts for the first time. Dave kissed her face, her forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips and chin before moving down to gently blow in her ear and then first lick and then suck her earlobe.

"Oh, Daddy," Emily groaned.

Dave's hand slid up and cupped her left breast. His thumb flicked over the already firm nipple, giving Emily another thrill and drawing out another moan. He stuck his tongue out and slowly licked down her neck starting just below her right ear and going all the way to her shoulder. Then he kissed his way back up the same way he'd come. His hand moved to her right breast and he flicked that nipple with his thumb. Emily bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning loudly as she had a small orgasm. It wasn't just Dave's touches and kisses that were driving her over the edge but the idea that her own father was making love to her. The very taboo nature of the liaison was adding to the experience.

Dave kissed her neck and throat, going up and over her chin to her lips again, then once again working his way down, leaving a trail of kisses down her throat to the top of her chest. His tongue slid out and encircled the crevice where her throat met her chest. His hand squeezed her breast over and over. Every three squeezes or so, he'd release her breast only to take her nipple between his fingers and pull it and twist it just a little.

"Oh, God, Daddy!"

Dave was surprised at Emily's reaction to him pulling and twisting her nipples. He expected her to react much the same way Rebecca had, with them being built similarly. Rebecca would scream in pain when he pinched or twisted or simply sucked too hard on her overly-sensitive nipples. Emily seemed to enjoy it. Dave wondered briefly if it was the SLuT9 or maybe it was his genes that had done it.

Dave pushed thoughts of genetics aside and slid down Emily's body. His hand moved to her left breast. He once again pinched and twisted her nipple, drawing another moan from Emily. He licked around her areola and then around and over the nipple before finally taking the nipple into his mouth to suck at it. When he nipped at the nipple with his teeth, Emily's hips came off the bed and she was forced to bite her lower lip again. Her belly fluttered as she had a second small orgasm.

"If she keeps this up," Dave thought. "she's gonna be completely worn out before the big show even starts."

He raised himself up until he was almost sitting beside her, then leaned over and set to work on her right breast. When he nipped it with his teeth, he got another moan from Emily. Her hands left her sides for the first time, one wrapping around behind Dave's back and her fingers wrapped themselves in his hair, holding his lips to her breast. The other slid across her belly, found his abdomen and then went south, looking for his cock. When she found it, she first slid her hand up and down, feeling it's length and girth, then wrapped her small hand around it and began to gently rub up and down it's length.

"Do it, Daddy. Fuck me now. I want it now. Please."

Dave wondered if she could feel his orgasm building. It had been simmering since he'd first seen his daughter naked but now, with her first touch, it was beginning to build. Dave knew he wouldn't last long if her hand continued the way it was.

Dave released her nipple from his lips and rolled on top of her. Her hand released his cock and he got between her legs. For the first time since he'd told her to close her eyes, Emily opened her eyes and looked down between their bodies. When she looked back up and met his eyes, she was smiling. "Go slowly, Daddy. You're quite a bit bigger than Brian."

Dave lowered himself down, his cock head rubbing along her slit and kissed her gently on the lips.

"I'll go easy, baby. Don't you worry. I'd never hurt you."