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put the iron down and looked at her. He had always
thought Wendy, a beautiful girl, and last night he had wanted her
but here standing before him now she looked like an angel. Her damp
long dark hair hung about her face in loose waves, and her eyes
were sparkling and bright. Her skin had that freshly sunlight glow,
and she smelled delicious and fruity. He let his eyes lower slowly
down her body taking in her sexy shape and luscious legs. Her
nipples were not fully standing forward, and he could see their
raised shape under her top. "That's probably because she's just got
out of the tub." He thought to himself.
    Wendy cleared her throat, "Erm...father..."
His eyes snapped up to hers fast and then looked away guiltily.
    "Father, can we just forget about last night,
please? I'm not sure how it happened, but I'd rather just go back
to how we were. And it turns out you were right about Roger; he
dropped me last night after he found out you knew about us." Wendy
said.
    Relief washed over David in a great wind.
"Yes...yes, sure we can honey, I am so sorry, Wendy, but you are
right, we'll just forget it ever happened, okay?"
    "Okay, do you fancy going for something to
eat later, or are you at work?" Wendy asked.
    "Yes that sounds great honey; I've got the
day off today, so it's fine." He lied, he had already called in
sick, wanting to get things right with Wendy as soon as possible
rather than letting it linger. He would never have been able to
work today anyway.
    "Alright, I'll go get ready, give me a shout
when you're prepared." With that, Wendy turned and walked away.
David caught himself looking at her ass as it had shaken before him
out of the room.
    Wendy went into her room. She felt much
better having worked out the events of the night before but she
still felt puzzled about her father. It was evident he still wanted
her, she had seen the way he had been looking at her down in the
kitchen, with such apparent desire, the only thing was, she had
loved it, she had felt so hot watching his eyes creep up and down
her body. Even her nipples had started to harden, and she just
prayed her father hadn't noticed.
    Wendy reached up now and felt them, they were
so hard under her fingers, and her fingers sent a little spark of
electricity through her tits. She went over to her bed and laid
back, her fingers still pinched her stiff nipples. She had given a
quick peek at David, while he had stared at her, and he still
looked excellent. His body was muscled and toned, still lightly
tanned from when they'd gone to Florida a couple of months back.
David had dark brown hair leading from his chest to...well, to
below the waistband of his pants. She squeezed her nipples softly
and let out a soft moan. His eyes were brilliant green like hers,
his hair darker than hers, almost black, now with tiny white
strands of gray. He wore it, to his neck and it was curly and
loose. He did not look 45 at all, and her friends were always
commenting on how handsome he was.
    Wendy gave up on trying to rationalize what
she was thinking, what she was doing. She let herself see her
father as a man, not just her father and was not surprised to find
that she wanted David. Thoughts of him blanket her mind, images of
the evening before, and her pussy flooded. She pulled her tank top
off, so she had better access to her soft tits, and resumed her
caresses. Her right-hand starts to move slowly downward as she
traced her hand along the smooth skin that was her stomach. Her
pussy itched to be touched, but she resisted content for the minute
to just feel her smooth skin, it was so soft beneath her
fingers.
    As images of her father filled her mind, her
hand moved lower still until she was touching herself through her
panties. A small moan escaped her, and she pushed her hips upwards,
pressing herself against her fingers. She began to rub herself
gently up and down, the cloth of her panties sticking to her wet
clit. She needed more, so she slipped her hand inside her panties
and