On Wednesday afternoon, Marin Seyenne was in Atlanta Airport trying to get a hold of his wife to come pick him up. It kept going straight to voicemail, but he was too irritated to leave a message. After the third try, he called his daughter, who picked up on the first ring.
“Hey, dad! I guess you miss me, huh?” She said brightly. He often called her during the week while he was away just to hear her voice, and maybe to flirt a little. Chatting (and flirting) with her always put him in a great mood that lasted through the next day.
“Hey, Pumpkin. I’m at the airport and I can’t reach your mom, I need a ride home.”
“You’re back in town? That’s great. Mom went out with her friends, and Santana’s still all mopey, so I’m here all alone. You need to come and rescue your lonely little daughter,” she joked.
“Come pick me up, and I’ll do just that,” he said. Then, “Hey—“
Silence.
“What?” asked Cassidy.
Marin said, softly, “I can’t believe I almost said that.”
Cassidy said, “Well now you’ve GOT to say it!”
Marin sighed and said, “I was gonna ask you to wear a skirt. You always look so good in a skirt, and it always cheers me up. And, well, today’s been a rough day. Look, I’m sorry... I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Awww, my poor daddy. I’m not sorry. Of course I’ll wear a skirt to cheer you up! Something nice and tight.”
“No,” said Marin quickly. “Not tight. Something loose or pleated.”
“Ooooooohhhh!” crooned Cassidy. “Easy access! Even better! Good thinking! And underneath?” she purred.
“Stop it!” he protested, smiling despite himself. “This is already gotten out of hand... I’m sorry! Forget it!”
“Daddy, I’m not in your hands yet, but I’ll be there in 45 minutes, so get those hands ready. Southwest Air?”
“Yes. See you then,” and he hung up. Marin felt awful that he’d lost control and said those things to his daughter... he’d been trying with all his might to resist her; resist this. But this had been such a monumentally bad day, self-pity had gotten the best of him, and he turned to the one person he knew would be there for him, even while knowing she was last person who should be.
Marin was waiting for her at the drive-up, still feeling guilty. He still couldn’t believe that he’d asked his only daughter to cheer him up by wearing something sexy for him. Maybe those weren’t the words he used, but that was exactly what he meant. But his guilt was no match for his excited curiosity... would she do it? The way they'd been acting with each other lately, he had no doubt she would. He couldn't wait to see what she wore.
He expected to see her little VW Golf but she pulled up in his car, a sleek Audi A7. He loved that car, and he thought, a nice, fast drive up through Atlanta while chatting with his girl would be a good ending to a very crappy day.
He waited for the car to stop at the curb. She hopped out and ran up to him, yelling, “Daddy! I missed you so much!” She was wearing a tight white cardigan that hugged her full breasts so deliciously, and a short red pleated skirt that only came an inch or so below her butt. If her ass had been flat like her mother’s, the skirt wouldn’t have seemed so short, but her round, perky ass lifted it at the back, providing an ever-present threat of a panty-flash. Her long legs ended in sexy red stiletto-heeled sandals, showcasing her perfectly manicured toes. Her long blonde hair looked like spun gold and her makeup was perfect. With her wide smile and ruby-red lips, she looked like a movie star.
Marin smiled at her as he opened his arms to her. “Hey, baby girl! Do you have a hug for Daddy?”
“Of course!” She replied as she pressed herself against him and he enveloped her into his arms. They hugged for much too long for a father and daughter. He even dared to slip his hand down and cup her soft, tight little butt cheek under her skirt, holding half a handful of silky panty and half a handful of bare naked ass. “Do you have a kiss for your little girl?” she said loudly enough for nearby eyebrows to raise.
“Absolutely!” And he kissed her chastely on the cheek.
“Not like that, Daddy,” she said, still putting on a show for the envious businessmen and their disapproving wives there to meet them after their flights. “I mean a real kiss for your daughter!”
He said softly, “Here? You sure?”
“Mmm-hmmm,” she answered, still hugging him close. “Mom’s nowhere around and nobody here knows us.”
“Okay,” and Marin took her mouth with his own, their tongues meeting for the first time, and he kissed her deeply for several seconds, his dick instantly waking up to see who called it. Cassidy pressed herself against it while letting her tongue play with her daddy’s tongue. They had been building up to this kiss for months now, and it did not disappoint.
After the kiss finally ended, Cassidy said breathlessly, “Wow, daddy, I guess you really missed me!”
“I did, sweetie,” he replied. Right then, and older fellow, perhaps in his sixties, strode up to Marin and Cassidy and demanded, “Is that really your daughter?!
Without missing a beat, Marin asked, “Is that really your business?” And he just stared back at the guy, scowling in his face until he backed down and walked away, muttering about “Fuckin’ liberal perverts.”
Cassidy was impressed, Her dad was usually not so assertive. It was good to see him fight back. “You want to drive?” she asked him.
“No, you drive. The seat’s already adjusted for you. I’ll just relax,” he said, tossing his bag in the back seat and getting into the passenger seat.
As she got back behind the wheel, she smiled, “You just want to sit there and gawk at me in this short little skirt!” And she laughed as she closed her door.
Marin just shrugged and said, “Yeah.” He saw the older guy still staring angrily at him as they drove off. “I wonder what his problem is.”
Cassidy shrugged and said, “Jealous. His daughter probably said no. You won’t have that problem, Daddy,” she promised. As she navigated away from the airport, she asked, “So what happened today?”
Marin rubbed his face and said, “Well, me and our whole team, got let go today. No warning, just like that.
“Cassidy gasped, “Omigod, daddy! What happened?”
“That new medicine that we just rolled out, Micoxaphalin, our team was point on promoting it. It’s supposed to be a better, cheaper Viagra. Well it worked fine, but some people just, well, died. Apparently, there’s some biological interaction that somebody should have known about. So they know that some seven-figure fines are coming. So to try and mitigate it, they’re blaming us for marketing it wrong, and they closed down our whole team.”
“Daddy, that’s awful! Are we gonna be okay?” She asked. She was worried... she had her own job, but she was still just starting out and not really making a lot of money yet, so mostly she spent Daddy’s money. Plus, that was just more fun.
He just sighed and said, “Yeah, sweetie, we’ll be fine. They took good care of us on the way out. The severance is a full year’s salary, plus all our vacation pay, and we can keep the company car. But we can’t ever sue them over this, and we can’t be deposed. Believe me, this is cheaper.”
“Then if everything’s okay, why are you in a bad mood?” she asked.
“I’ve never been fired before. It sucks. Look, I know I’m really lucky. Most people don’t get a sweet severance like that. But to pick up the phone and have your job just taken from you, it feels like a kick in the gut... it just sucks.”
“Awww, my poor daddy,” she said as she took the next exit.
“Hey, this isn’t the way! Where’re you going?”
She got off, and turned left, and then left again, to get back on the highway heading back towards the airport. Cassidy just shook her head and stayed quiet, driving like she was on a mission. They were quickly back near the airport, at the fringes of the airfield. She took the next exit, turned right, and after a minute of driving, pulled into the Westin Airside Hotel & Resort. She parked and turned off the car. Cassidy turned in the seat and looked at him like she was making up her mind. They were there alone. Her mother didn’t know he was in town. He was vulnerable. If it was ever going to happen... Suddenly she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to her, kissing him. She pressed her soft tongue against his lips. He was too surprised to do anything except open his mouth and kiss her back. She moaned into his mouth, and the sound of her passion fanned his own.
He leaned across the console kissing her passionately, and hugged her to him, their mouths open, tongues writhing against each other. Cassidy pulled his hand down and placed it on her thigh, just under the hem of her skirt. She wanted him to take that last step and put his hands between her legs... he did not hesitate. He slowly slid his hand up her silken thigh, feeling the heat from her core as he got ever closer to the sweet paradise between her legs. She spread her legs wider, encouraging him to get with it already. He closed those last few inches and cupped her rapidly moistening sex in his hand, squeezing her delicate flower through her silky white panties while she instinctively moved against his hand. She broke the kiss just to moan into his ear, “Mmmmmm... finally, daddy...”
He moved his hand up and back down, inside her panties, against her soft, velvety lips. He slipped one finger into her hot, wet gash, going back and forth between slipping it down and just inside her to the first knuckle, and back up, on and around her stiff little clit, standing up begging for attention. Every time he’d rub her little button, she groaned out loud and pressed her pussy against his hand, only for him to move it down and slip just inside. She pressed against that, too, trying to get him deeper in, and he’d leave again and return to her clit, all the while kissing her mouth hard enough to suck out her very soul. She’d never been so tortured... he was teasing her out of her mind, keeping her so close to cumming... no one had ever made her so hot, or tortured her so good.
Marin left her mouth and started kissing her cheeks, her face, her neck, and at her ears, he whispered to her, “Cass, baby, please stop me,” even as his fingers continued to press her relentlessly towards orgasm.
She just shook her head no, and murmured breathlessly, “No, daddy... don’t ever stop...” and she grinded her quim deliciously against his hand.
He persisted, “If you don’t stop me, this is gonna go on forever... I’m never gonna want to stop.”
She took his face in her hands and looked at him and said, “Then it’s never gonna stop. Now quit fighting this and make me cum!” With that, she resumed kissing him deeply and grabbed his hand, pressing his fingers inside her while she humped wildly against him. He abandoned the teasing and pistoned first one, then two fingers in and out of her tight young pussy, working his thumb around her clit. They kissed furiously, their tongues dancing together, while Marin finger-fucked his daughter enthusiastically until at last, she bit his lower lip and grabbed his arm, holding his hand hard against her, grunting long and low, her whole body tensing up as she rode the most powerful orgasm of her young life, cumming hard on her daddy’s talented fingers. After what seemed like a blissful eternity, she unclenched, slumping back against the driver’s seat, breathing deeply. She tasted blood, and touched her mouth but she was uninjured. She looked at Marin... his lip was bleeding from where she’d bit him as she peaked.
“Dad... I’m sorry... I bit you! Here, let me make it better!” she said as she leaned forward to kiss him lightly, getting more blood on her own lips. She licked her lips and his, tasting his blood.
“That’s okay, Pumpkin,” he said. “I hope it leaves a little mark. That way, I’ll have a permanent reminder of the first time we... touched.”
“Aww, Daddy, that’s sweet,” said Cassidy. “Maybe you should bite me, too,” she giggled.
As he licked her delicious nectar from the fingers so recently deep inside his precious daughter, Marin said, “Oh, I’m gonna bite you!” He opened the car door to get out. “Like you said... nobody here knows us. Let’s have some fun with it! Let’s go!” Cassidy happily followed, taking his hand and intertwining their fingers. As they walked across the parking lot and through the main door, Marin said, “Cass, are you absolutely sure about this? I love with all my heart, and I don’t ever want to hurt you.”
Cassidy answered, “Dad, that was about as far as possible from ‘hurt’. I’ve had a taste, and now I want it all!”
“I just don’t want you to have any regrets, that’s all.”
“Oh I do have one regret, Daddy,” she said as they walked up to the registration desk. She was sure the man at the desk heard her call Marin, ‘Daddy,’ and saw how they were holding hands.
“What’s that, sweetheart?” he asked, suddenly worried.
“I regret that I’m not a virgin. I wish I’d waited for you,” she said sincerely. “But it was only once, and it’ll never be anyone else again. I swear!”
“Welcome to the Westin Airside,” said the man at the hotel desk. “Do you have a reservation?”
“No,” answered Marin. “We’re just walking in,” he said as he pulled out his wallet and handed over a credit card.
“Very good, sir. How many nights will you be staying?” he asked pleasantly.
“Just the one night,” answered Marin.
“Dad,” Cassidy interrupted. “Mom doesn't know you're back in town. We could stay two nights and have a mini vacation, and come home Friday like normal. It'll be fun!” she promised meaningfully.
Marin turned back to the desk and said, “I guess it's two nights. Is that okay,” he peered at the man’s name tag, “Hector?”
“Of course, sir,” and Hector began inputting data.
“Daddy! I don't have any other clothes,” said Cassidy.
Hector glanced at her, and managed to keep his face professional and impassive as he regarded the beautiful young woman in her tight cardigan and pleated short skirt. He didn’t know if she was wearing panties, but if she turned too quickly, he’d find out for certain.
Marin said, “Baby, do you really think you’re gonna need a lot of clothes for what we have planned?”
“No, I guess not,” she admitted, with a shy smile. “Wait, you have a dress shirt, right? I can just wear one of those as a dress, you know?”
“See? Problem solved,” said Marin.
“We have an excellent boutique, Miss,” said Hector indicating off to his left, “and I’ve applied a generous room credit to make your ‘vacation’ more enjoyable. I believe you’ll find a delightful assortment to choose from,” he added with a knowing smile to both of them. “Just present your room key.”
“Wow!” said Marin. “Thank you so much, Hector,” said Marin. “Believe me, she’ll make good use of it.”
“Not at all, Mr. Seyenne. It’s my pleasure.”
Cassidy said, “Wow, daddy.. he even says our name right!” Hector had pronounced it ‘say – OWn’.
Marin added, “I know!” He looked at Hector and said, “Most people pronounce it like ‘SAY - in’, and then we always have to correct them. You got it right from the start!”
Hector feigned being offended, clutching his chest, saying, “Mr. Seyenne, we are the Westin. We do NOT mispronounce our guests’ names here!” Marin and Cassidy chuckled at the thought.
Hector had worked in hotels most of his life, starting as a bellhop when he was in high school, up to now where he was the GM for this very busy, very upscale location right next to the world’s busiest airport. As the GM, it was unusual for him to actually work the front desk, but he had two people out sick, and the clerk for the night was running late. He was glad, now... he hadn’t seen an incestuous couple check in for a while. And these two looked so much alike, they were definitely a daddy/daughter. He saw the blood on both their lips; the way she couldn’t keep her hands off him; the man’s hand possessively on her ass; they even had the same blue eyes and the same smile. They weren’t even trying to pretend they weren’t coming here to fuck! He loved seeing incestuous couples, and working in hotels, he’d seen quite a few. But he was a professional, and the first rule of the front desk was, ‘No matter what you see, you didn’t see anything’. Plus, these two people were delightful.
Just as he was about to swipe the credit card, Marin said, “Wait... I’d like to use a different card.” He took that card back, then slid a card back across the counter. “Use this one instead,” he added.
Hector could see that it was the same card, only this time a neatly folded $100 bill peeked out from under. “Very good, sir,” replied Hector, smoothly pocketing the tip. He finished checking them in and handed them the room keycards. “Here you are, sir, all set. And if I may,” he handed Marin his personal business card, “should you or Miss Seyenne need anything at all, please don't hesitate to contact me directly. Enjoy your stay.” The implication was clear: Discretion is assured.
In the elevator, Cassidy hugged Marin’s arm happily, and she looked positively excited for what was to come....
