Sara’s eyes move downward, and it hits me. I'm naked. As I pull the cover across our exposed bodies, I ask, “Did you just look at my dick?” A smile appears on her face as she replies, “Maybe.” “Maybe is not an answer, Sara.” “Yes, I looked at it,” she answers with a sharp tone. “Why would you do that?” “Seriously, Dad?” “Yes, seriously.” Gathering the covers beneath her chin, Kim asks, “Why were you in the bathroom?” Sara...

We speak no words as we walk toward my bedroom. We hold hands as we frequently glance at one another. Kim's dark red nipples protrude nicely from her breasts. I struggle with my desire to pin her against the wall and suck them right here in the hallway. Her legs are soft as they occasionally brush against mine. Running my tongue across my lips, I can taste her, and the wetness brings her aroma back to life. She slows the...

As I step from the shower, I hear Sara calling me. The bathroom door squeaks as Sara pushes it open. “I’m just getting out of the shower Sara.” The door opens another two inches before Sara says, “Okay Dad. Listen, Kim will be here around eight o’clock.” “That’s fine. I’ll get steaks out and grill them.” Sara laughs. “What are you laughing at?” “To be truthful, I think she will be hungry. However, I don’t think steak is w...