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you back.”
“No worries, Kiddo. Have a good day.” The click that followed Adam’s voice cued her sigh of relief, and she puzzled over the flash of excitement that surged through her at the sight of Daddy masturbating.
Oh, god. There is something wrong with me, isn’t there? she wondered, but her mind fought back. It’s natural to have urges. And you trust Daddy. Therefore, you have feelings for him.
“Sweetie, can we talk?”
She turned toward his voice, catching sight of his damp, dark hair, his worried dark eyes and the sheen of damp on his olive skin. His nice slacks were buttoned and zipped, but his button down shirt hung open.
“Uh, yeah, sure Daddy.”
He worked the buttons while speaking, and she stared at the sheer curtains hanging in the window and to the trees beyond.
“What you saw-“
“Daddy, you were masturbating. I told you, I learned about this stuff. Besides, it’s not as if I haven’t seen you naked before.” Or thought about touching him, but that thought she kept to herself, locked away in her mind.
“Yes, baby. Daddy was masturbating, but what I wanted to tell you is that it is a normal thing, and there is no shame in it. The body has… urges. It’s healthy to respond to them. But it is something you should do alone, or with caution if other people are around.”
“I know. Like if a boy masturbates and it gets on me,” she gestured to her sex, “ I could get pregnant.”
“Or if he has an STD you can catch it. Just be smart about your body, darling. I know you’re smart, I just worry.” He smiled, his buttons all neatly latched. He tucked the shirt in, and she caught her breath, imagining his fingers brushing his member.
“Thank you for the talk, Daddy.” She walked up to press a kiss to his cheek, but caught the corner of his lips. His stubble scraped her as he jerked.
“It was an accident, Daddy,” she said, catching his shocked glance.
“Okay.” He left the room, making his way back to his own to finish getting ready. She flopped back on her bed, thinking about him in the shower. Her hand crept down toward the junction between her thighs, and through the thin cotton of her boy-short panties, she hit an electric spot and moaned.
Pulling her hand away, she tried to decide what to do all day. Summer break was awesome in some ways, not so awesome in others. Deciding not to even bother getting dressed, she made her way downstairs and plopped onto the couch.
She turned on the TV and liste ned to her father’s footsteps back and forth overhead and thought about starting her job tomorrow. Daddy thundered down the stairs, flashing her a grin.
“Enjoy your day, honey.” He walked over and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“You too, Daddy.” She smiled at him, eyes locked on him until he disappeared out the door.
The day passed slowly for Julia, who watched some TV, cleaned a bit, and prepared dinner for Daddy. He walked in, all tense with stress and pent up anger.
“Bad day, Daddy?” she asked, handing him a plate. He took it, nodding.
“Thank you. Any calls?” He carried his plate to the table, nodding her to sit across from him. She complied, setting her own plate down.
“Yeah, Adam again, something about plans with you and Kyle. He wouldn’t give specifics, but said you’d get it. What’s going on, Daddy?”
He swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing. He lifted his fork and her tuna casserole crossed his lips. With a thoughtful expression, he chewed and swallowed, then answered her. “Well, the boys arranged a party for me. Kind of. Where all the guys get together and hang out.”
“Oh. Okay. I hope you have fun, but you better call Adam back before he explodes.”
Daddy coughed, his hand covering his mouth. She stared at him as he grabbed his glass and gulped the water in one long drink.
“Everything all right?” she asked.
He nodded, wiping at his eyes with his napkin. “Wrong tube.”
“Oh.”
They ate in silence, and she cleared the
“No worries, Kiddo. Have a good day.” The click that followed Adam’s voice cued her sigh of relief, and she puzzled over the flash of excitement that surged through her at the sight of Daddy masturbating.
Oh, god. There is something wrong with me, isn’t there? she wondered, but her mind fought back. It’s natural to have urges. And you trust Daddy. Therefore, you have feelings for him.
“Sweetie, can we talk?”
She turned toward his voice, catching sight of his damp, dark hair, his worried dark eyes and the sheen of damp on his olive skin. His nice slacks were buttoned and zipped, but his button down shirt hung open.
“Uh, yeah, sure Daddy.”
He worked the buttons while speaking, and she stared at the sheer curtains hanging in the window and to the trees beyond.
“What you saw-“
“Daddy, you were masturbating. I told you, I learned about this stuff. Besides, it’s not as if I haven’t seen you naked before.” Or thought about touching him, but that thought she kept to herself, locked away in her mind.
“Yes, baby. Daddy was masturbating, but what I wanted to tell you is that it is a normal thing, and there is no shame in it. The body has… urges. It’s healthy to respond to them. But it is something you should do alone, or with caution if other people are around.”
“I know. Like if a boy masturbates and it gets on me,” she gestured to her sex, “ I could get pregnant.”
“Or if he has an STD you can catch it. Just be smart about your body, darling. I know you’re smart, I just worry.” He smiled, his buttons all neatly latched. He tucked the shirt in, and she caught her breath, imagining his fingers brushing his member.
“Thank you for the talk, Daddy.” She walked up to press a kiss to his cheek, but caught the corner of his lips. His stubble scraped her as he jerked.
“It was an accident, Daddy,” she said, catching his shocked glance.
“Okay.” He left the room, making his way back to his own to finish getting ready. She flopped back on her bed, thinking about him in the shower. Her hand crept down toward the junction between her thighs, and through the thin cotton of her boy-short panties, she hit an electric spot and moaned.
Pulling her hand away, she tried to decide what to do all day. Summer break was awesome in some ways, not so awesome in others. Deciding not to even bother getting dressed, she made her way downstairs and plopped onto the couch.
She turned on the TV and liste ned to her father’s footsteps back and forth overhead and thought about starting her job tomorrow. Daddy thundered down the stairs, flashing her a grin.
“Enjoy your day, honey.” He walked over and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“You too, Daddy.” She smiled at him, eyes locked on him until he disappeared out the door.
The day passed slowly for Julia, who watched some TV, cleaned a bit, and prepared dinner for Daddy. He walked in, all tense with stress and pent up anger.
“Bad day, Daddy?” she asked, handing him a plate. He took it, nodding.
“Thank you. Any calls?” He carried his plate to the table, nodding her to sit across from him. She complied, setting her own plate down.
“Yeah, Adam again, something about plans with you and Kyle. He wouldn’t give specifics, but said you’d get it. What’s going on, Daddy?”
He swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing. He lifted his fork and her tuna casserole crossed his lips. With a thoughtful expression, he chewed and swallowed, then answered her. “Well, the boys arranged a party for me. Kind of. Where all the guys get together and hang out.”
“Oh. Okay. I hope you have fun, but you better call Adam back before he explodes.”
Daddy coughed, his hand covering his mouth. She stared at him as he grabbed his glass and gulped the water in one long drink.
“Everything all right?” she asked.
He nodded, wiping at his eyes with his napkin. “Wrong tube.”
“Oh.”
They ate in silence, and she cleared the
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