Scott
It's been a few hours since dinner and I can't stop thinking about Amy in her bikini out by the pool. If my daughter hadn't come home when she did, there's no telling what would've happened. I was about to tell Amy that she's one of the most charming, wonderful, and drop-dead sexy women I've ever met in my life.
I don't know what the fuck I was thinking. In that moment, with her sitting next to me, looking good enough to eat, her soft little hand on my leg, looking at me with those inviting eyes, I wanted to tell Amy how I really felt about her. When we were sitting there, I felt a connection with Amy I'd never felt before. For the first time, in that moment, being with her didn't feel like a fantasy. It felt like it could actually happen.
Maybe I'm kidding myself. Maybe she was just trying to be nice, trying to make an old man feel wanted. Maybe, if I had told her how I felt, she would've laughed in my face. Or, maybe she would've let me fuck her right there next to the pool, giving up that virgin pussy of hers that she's been aging for eighteen years.
I need to take a quick shower and get to bed. I'm doing a double shift tomorrow and I want to be well-rested. Sometimes we can nap at the station when it's not busy but, lately, it's been one 911 call after the next. When it's hot outside, more 911 calls are made. Happens every summer.
The girls are downstairs in the living room watching a movie. I grab a towel from the linen closet and head into the upstairs bathroom. After getting the water temperature just right, I take off my clothes and get in. As I'm washing my body, I get to my legs and my mind jumps to the moment Amy put her hand on my leg when we were sitting at the pool. I can still see her cute little hand on my leg and imagine it there right now in the shower. My mind slowly drifts from reality into fantasy and I picture Amy being in the shower with me, her hand right on my leg where it was by the pool. It doesn't stay in one place, though. I envision it moving up my leg, dragging up my inner thigh and ticking my balls. Then, she wraps her little fingers around my cock and starts stroking it.
I really need to rub one out and now's the time to do it. Maybe that will help me get my mind off Amy for the rest of the night. I grab my cock and start stroking it, returning to my fantasy. It's not my hand jerking me off, but Amy's. My dick doesn't take long getting hard and I imagine Amy standing in front of me, stroking my rock-hard cock with both hands. She could easily wrap all ten of her little fingers around my dick when it's fully erect. Very easily.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
As I'm stroking away in the shower, I picture Amy getting down on her knees in front of me, taking my cock into her mouth. She tells me how good it tastes and how big it is. Her voice drives me wild. And then, she tells me that, as much as she loves sucking my dick, she wants me inside her. I help Amy to her feet, then pick her up and press her young body against the wall. Holding her up with one hand, I use my other one to guide my cock to her virgin pussy. Looking her right in the eyes, I watch Amy's face as I penetrate her for the first time. Just like that, I take her innocence, turning her into a woman, planting my flag before any other guy. I whisper in Amy's ear that she feels incredible and she moans in mine. Slowly, I build up speed, fucking her faster and faster. Pinned against the wall, I watch my dick slide in and out of her tight little pussy. Unable to hold out any longer, I tell her that I'm gonna cum. She whispers in my ear that she wants me to cum inside her. With one final thrust, I push my cock as deep inside her pussy as it will go and unload every last drop of my seed.
“Ahhhhhh,” I moan.
The fantasy slowly dissolves and my mind returns to reality. I look down and can see the water washing away the massive cumshot I just blew all over the shower. Phew. I really needed that. As I watch millions of my little guys disappear down the drain, I give my body another quick wash before rinsing off and getting out of the shower. For the first time since I got home, I feel relaxed and my mind is clear.
Even though my daughter's room is upstairs, the girls usually stay downstairs when Amy sleeps over. The couch in the living room pulls out into a bed and they sleep there. I didn't bring a change of clothes into the bathroom with me. I never do. If no one's around, I just walk naked back to my bedroom. There's something liberating about walking naked down the hall and it gives me a little extra time to air dry. With the girls downstairs, though, I think it's probably a good idea to keep a towel wrapped around my waist.
Standing naked in front of the bathroom mirror, I throw on some deodorant, brush my teeth, and gargle some mouthwash before spitting it out. Now I'm nice and fresh, ready for bed. I wrap my towel around my waist, pick up my dirty clothes, flick off the bathroom light, then head for the door. It takes me a second to find the doorknob in the dark, but I open the door and step out into the into the hallway. When I turn the corner to walk to my bedroom, I walk right into something that definitely wasn't there before: Amy. It's dark in the hallway and, although I can't see what I dropped, I hear some of the clothes fall out of my arms.
“Oh my god, I'm sooo sorry!” she says.
“It's alright, Amy. Are you okay? We bumped into each other pretty hard.”
“I'm fine. You dropped something, Scott. I felt it hit my foot. Here, let me pick it up for you.”
“Thank you. I thought I felt something drop. Let me turn the bathroom light back on so we can see.”
I'm only a step or two outside the bathroom and, without moving, I reach around the wall, trying to find the light switch. As I'm trying to turn on the light, I feel Amy's hand graze my leg, but that's not all I feel. A second later, her hand lightly brushes against my cock, which hasn't completely softened after being hard as a rock a few minutes earlier. The moment she touches my cock is the same moment I find the light switch and flip it on. It's also the moment I realize that I didn't drop any of my clothes – What I dropped was my towel.
When I turn on the light, I see Amy standing up after bending down to pick up my towel for me. One of her hands must've grazed my leg and my dick as she stood up. Her eyes immediately look at my cock the second the light goes on.
Amy's face lights up and she says, “Oh my god, Scott! You're so...”
“Embarrassed?” I say, grabbing the towel from her hand.
“Big!” she says, eyes fixed on my cock until I cover it with the towel, then she looks up at me.
“I'm sorry about that,” I say.
“You have nothing to be sorry about. I bumped into you, not the other way around. If anything, I should be sorry. I couldn't help myself from staring – not very respectful, I know. But, I've never seen such a big cock before.”
Surprised by the unexpected run-in, it takes me a minute to notice what Amy is wearing. I was too busy being embarrassed about my towel falling off. It's a good thing I didn't notice while it was off, because she probably would've witnessed my dick getting hard right in front of her. Amy's wearing a tank top with no bra and a tiny pair of shorts that show off her perky little ass. And, not only did she see my dick, but she touched it, too. It was only for a second, sure, but it happened. Amy touched my cock. Speaking of which, I can feel it starting to grow again underneath my towel.
“You don't have anything to be sorry about, Amy. It's natural to be curious about stuff like that, especially if you're young and inexperienced. Why were you up here in the first place? I thought you girls were sleeping downstairs on the couch like you always do.”
“We are. Jessica's dead asleep on the pull-out couch. I can actually hear her snoring from all the way up here. And I just came up here to get my bag out of Jessica's room, then I was heading back downstairs. It has my toothbrush and everything in it. I have a hard time falling asleep if I'm not nice and fresh pretty much everywhere. At home, I always take a quick shower before bed.”
“I'm the same way. I don't always have a chance to shower before bed but, when I can, I always do. Well, I'll let you get your bag and head back downstairs. Have a good night, Amy.”
“You too, Scott.”
I start walking toward my bedroom, leaving the bathroom light on so Amy can see. Usually, I just walk to my bedroom in the dark and turn on the light when I get in there. The hallway has a light of its own, but it's been broken for a long time and I haven't had time to have an electrician come take care of it. Amy starts walking toward Jessica's room and it takes every ounce of restrain in my being to not turn around and watch her sexy ass sway from side to side on her way to my daughter's room. I'm so fucking attracted to her, it's driving me crazy.
“Scott?” I hear her say behind me.
I turn around and reply, “Yes?”
“You said it's normal to be curious about certain things. What I'm most curious about is what you were gonna say to me when we were out by the pool. I've been thinking about it all night. You were gonna tell me what you really think about me. Would you tell me now?”
Amy walks over and looks up at me. She looks so fucking good. Her tits are practically popping out of her top and I just wanna grab them and give them a good squeeze. I wanna tear her clothes off and ravage her right here in the upstairs hallway. I wanna show her what it's like to be with a man – a real man. But, I don't. I try to get her to forget about it.
“Amy, it's late. I have to be down at the station tomorrow morning. Maybe some other time.”
She takes a step closer so our bodies are practically touching. I haven't felt nervous around a woman in a long time but Amy's got me feeling like a teenage boy about to ask a girl to the prom. I got it bad for this girl and I haven't felt like this in a long, long time. It actually feels good. Wrong, but good. Amy places a hand on my abs and slowly runs it up my chest. Her palm is cool and as soft as silk. It continues moving north, up my neck. Amy brushes her fingers against my five o'clock shadow. She looks up at me with the sexiest puppy dog face I've ever seen and starts stroking the side of my face with her fingers.
“Please, Scott,” she says in a sexier tone of voice than I've ever heard her use. “It's eating me up. I really wanna know. If you tell me what you think about me, I'll tell you what I think about you. It might surprise you.”
Oh, fuck. Now I'm curious. Not only that – I'm horny as fuck again. Amy's touching my face and it sends a chill down my spine, straight to my crotch. She's running her fingers against my stubble but all I can think about is how good they'd feel stroking my cock. I'm as hard a steel right now and Amy's virgin pussy is only inches away from my dick. I can't help myself. I know that I'm her best friend's father, but I'm also a man. And, right now, I'm a man that's incredibly turned on.
“You really wanna know what I think about you, Amy?”
“Yes, Scott. Tell me!”
“I think that you've been a wonderful friend to my daughter over the years. It's been a real pleasure watching you two grow up together. You've matured into an intelligent, beautiful young woman. And now that you are all grown up...”
“Yes?” Amy asks, taking a step closer and running her hand back down my chest, over my abs.
“I think you're one of the sexiest fucking women I've ever met in my entire fucking life. I've never wanted anyone as badly as I want you right now.”