"Well my opinion may be biased, but I'd have to say you, pumpkin," Jack said, smiling at his daughter.
Kim put her hands on her hips and gave Jack her best pouting face. Jack extended his smile to her. "Kim can have it on the way home. It's only fair," Jack said.
Happy enough with his diplomacy, they both got in the car. Jack chuckled to himself and then followed suit. Once they were all buckled in, Jack started the car and put it in gear. As he looked over his shoulder to check for traffic, he caught an eye full of Kim's pert breasts. Her nipples were still protruding through her shirt thanks to her lack of bra. Jack let his eyes linger for a moment and then focused on the road.
As they drove Emily put on some music and then turned to face Kim in the back seat. Her crotch was pointed right at Jack and he was dying to get a glimpse of it. Finally they were stopped by a red light and jack had his chance. He took in all of his daughter's pale legs and shapely thighs, then followed upwards to her denim clad sex. Emily's shorts had ridden up a bit when she turned and now the fabric was snug against her pussy. Jack swallowed hard as his eyes were glued to his daughter's camel toe.
It took all of his effort, but he was able to take his eyes off his daughter and get back to driving.
"Daddy you're going to let us have a graduation party at our house so we can use the pool, right?" Emily asked, using daddy like she always did when she wanted something.
The thought of seeing Emily, and Kim, and all her other friends in bikini's danced in his mind. He reached over and gave his daughter's thigh a squeeze, "We'll see pumpkin," Jack said. He had meant to squeeze her thigh as a fatherly gesture, but now he thought maybe he had just wanted to touch her thigh. Jack could feel himself starting to sweat.
"Oh you know you will, Daddy," Emily said and then turned back to talk to Kim.
"I'll bet you invite Dylan!" Kim teased Emily.
"Who's Dylan?" Jack asked.
"The boy she's been crushing on all year!" Kim continued to tease.
"You are so going to get it!" Emily said as she unfastened her seat belt and turned all the way around to play slap at Kim. Emily leaned over the seat, trying to grab at Kim. She was now kneeling on the front seat facing the back of the car.
Jack braved a look at his daughters ass as she was bent over play fighting. He gave her bottom a playful swat, not able to resist. Her firm rump had just a little bit of bounce. "You two stop it or I'll turn this car right around," Jack said in his best elderly old man voice.
"She started it," Emily said as she turned around and crossed her arms.
"Buckle up," was all Jack replied.
Not long after they arrived at the mall. Jack told his daughter to call him when she was done and headed to the office. The whole drive there he fantasized about spanking Emily's butt. He knew it was wrong, but it was such a turn on. Jack was starting to think that the wrongness of it was part of the allure.
At the office Jack lost himself in work. He had reports to write up and get ready for Monday, so he had a short reprieve from his incestuous thoughts. When he was almost finished he got a call on his cell phone. The girls were done and wanted to go see a movie. The one they wanted to see started soon so if he picked them up now they could get there in time.
Jack finished his paperwork and headed out. The girls were waiting out front of the mall as Jack rolled up. They leap into the car, this time with Kim in the front seat. As Kim fastened her seat belt, Jack drank in the sight of her bra-less teen tits. Even without a bra they still seemed firm and had no sag to them. Plus her nipples were poking through her shirt. Jack was so lost in lust that he didn't notice until it was too late that Kim was looking right at him.
Jack quickly turned to look ahead and started driving to the movie theater. Kim didn't seem to give any indication that she had cared, one way or the other, about him staring at her chest.
"What movie are you guys going to see?" Jack asked, trying to break the awkwardness he felt.
"That new romantic comedy with what's-her-face in it," Emily replied.
"Oh sure, that one," Jack mocked.
"I forget the title, I'll remember when we get to the movies and it's on the sign," his daughter said.
"You should see it with us," Kim said.
Jack felt a rush of excitement he hadn't felt since he was a boy. Was she asking him to go because she knew he was staring at her breasts? "You don't want to see a movie with an old man, especially one that's your father," Jack said.
"No, it's OK Dad. You're cool, plus it doesn't make sense for you to drive home and then back, and then home again," Emily said.
"And you're not old," Kim added.
Jack thought he knew what movie Emily had meant, and if he recalled it didn't look half bad. It might be a nice gesture to hang out with his daughter. Since she had moved in with him, they hadn't ever really gone to the movies together. Emily had always been to old too be seen at the movies with her dad. Teenagers were always too caught up with being cool to be caught dead doing something with their parents. |