The alarm clock rang. 5:00 am. I reached over and slapped the snooze. It was May 1st, the time of year that I hated getting up early. I am a teacher, and while I love my job, between Spring Break in March and Memorial Day, we had no days off. Everyone, teachers included, were ready for a break and the end of the school year. I got up, showered, dressed and headed to the kitchen to eat breakfast and get my lunch ready.
Though I didn’t like getting up early, it was a part of the day that I looked forward to. My wife and I enjoyed a healthy sex life, and had for our sixteen years of marriage. We still screwed like we were in our twenties. But I had a very high sex drive. In the mornings especially, I have trouble focusing on my work unless I masturbated. It usually meant that in addition to the three to four times my wife and I fucked each week, I would have to get off another three to four times a week. My wife hated getting up early, so I usually pulled up some porn on my phone while preparing my lunch and stroked out a nut before I headed into work. My wife was a heavy sleeper and wouldn’t hear me.
I had just selected a video from my favorite site and started watching when I heard a noise. My growing hard-on shrank quickly as I realized my step daughter, Cassie, was coming down the stairs. I turned off the video and went back to making my lunch.
“Good morning, daddy,” she said sleepily.
“What are you doing up this early?” I asked.
“I needed something to drink, and I didn’t have a cup in my room.” She grabbed a cup out of the cabinet, got some water out of the fridge and then headed back upstairs. “See you at school. Love you!”
She had just turned eighteen years old the week before. She was a senior at the high school where I teach. She was a great student, very active in clubs and sports, and her mother and I am very proud of her. She is a gorgeous girl, but never really seemed interested in dating. As a father, I was perfectly fine with that. I heard the locker room talk among the guys, even though it doesn’t stay in the locker room.
Cassie’s dad left her and her mom when he found out that her mom was pregnant. He wasn’t ready to be a father, and just disappeared. My wife’s family had been very supportive through the pregnancy, and it wasn’t long after the pregnancy that we met. I had never married, but we hit it off quickly. I fell in love with the both of them, and I think of Cassie as my own daughter.
I knew I couldn’t risk taking care of business in the house in case Cassie was still awake, so I headed to my car. When I got to school, I realized how much I needed to cum because I was so scatter-brained and could only think about getting myself off. But there was no way I was doing that at school. So I pressed ahead.
Between 3rd and 4th period, Cassie stopped by my classroom. “Dad, can I get a ride home today? Our club meeting was cancelled.”
“Sure,” I said, “but I probably won’t leave until 3:00.”
“That works, I have some homework I can work on.”
“Okay, see you after school.”
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The bell rang, and I was one day closer to break and to the end of the school year. I sat down to do some grading when Cassie came into the room. We made some small talk about the day, and then she sat down to work.
I looked over at her and she seemed to be distracted, and something seemed a bit off.
“Is anything wrong?” I asked.
She was slow to respond. “I have something I want to talk about, but I’m not sure how to start,” she replied.
I put down my pen. “You can tell me anything. What’s up?”
She looked at me with a look of nervousness and excitement. I wasn’t sure what was about to come, but I wasn’t ready for what I was about to hear.
“Well, you know that I haven’t dated anyone here, partially because all of the boys here are immature, and partially because I didn’t want you to overhear anything about me and any particular boy. I know how kids talk and gossip around here.
But there is one guy that I really like, and I want to tell him how I feel about him.”
I was intrigued. “So who is this guy?” I asked.
“You.”
I was speechless. She continued, a little more emboldened. “I know you love me as your step daughter, but I am attracted to you. And I have a confession to make.
Last week, on the morning of my eighteenth birthday, I started to come downstairs to get some water. But when I got to the top of the stairs, I saw something that stopped me in my tracks. I saw you looking at your phone, with your hand over the front of your pants. You were rubbing your cock…”
My face turned red with embarrassment and I cringed when she said cock.
“…I stopped at the top of the stairs and watched. You grabbed your cock and continued rubbing it. Then you unzipped your pants and threaded your cock out and started stroking it. I got really excited watching you masturbate. I watched your face as you came, and it was the hottest thing ever. After you left, I returned to my room, and I fingered myself to what I had just seen.”
“I am so sorry you saw that.” I stammered. I didn’t know what else to say. I was embarrassed and angry, not sure whether to apologize more or to yell at her for spying.
“Don’t apologize. I just wanted you to know that I want you. I am saving myself for you, daddy.”
“Sweetheart, what you saw is confusing your feelings. I can’t make you unsee it, but we can’t do anything about it. For one, I love your mother and don’t want to betray her. Two, you are my daughter, and it isn’t right. And three, you are a student here, I could get fired.”
She lowered her head. “You’re right, it would be a big problem if anyone found out.”
“You ready to go home?” I asked. She nodded and we set out on the most awkward ride home.
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After about a week, I resumed my morning masturbations. Between not having those sessions and the internal turmoil of what my daughter confessed to me, I had the longest and worst week of my teaching career.
We made it to Memorial Day and into June. We started the final week, exam week. Seniors had wrapped up their exams, but since I didn’t teach seniors, I still had actual work. My grading was done except for the exams, so I was able to sleep in longer.
I started my usual preparations for the day, and was about to pull up a video when I heard a creak at the top of the stairs. Cassie was making her way down.
“Good morning sunshine,” I stated as she started down. Then I saw her a little more clearly. She was wearing a long white sleep shirt. I could make out her black bra and panties through the shirt.
She told me good morning as she got some water. She then came over, kissed me on the cheek and put her arms around me, giving me a hug. As she bounced back up the stairs, the bottom of her shirt slid up a little, exposing a little butt cheek. My cock twitched, and I felt both dirty and excited at the same time. I didn’t continue my session and headed on to work.
On Tuesday morning, at about the same time, I heard Cassie come down the stairs again. I looked up, and this time she was in a black sleep shirt. It was a little tighter than the one she wore the day before, and I could have sworn I saw her perky nipples press against the fabric, indicating she was not wearing a bra. She got her water and kissed me on the cheek. But this time hugged me a little tighter, pushing one tit on each side of my arm, confirming she wasn’t wearing a bra.
I started to say something to her, to express once again that this was wrong and she shouldn’t behave like this. But I was speechless as she headed back up the stairs. My cock started to betray me however, and started to stand up. I left quickly before she could see a raging boner if she was still at the top of the stairs.
On Wednesday morning, I tried to prepare my lunch a little quicker to get out before Cassie came downstairs. But I couldn’t get away quick enough. Cassie once again came down, this time wearing a robe. I could see the top of her lacy bra clearly peeking out of the robe.
