Jackson always enjoyed his daughter laying on his shoulder or ‘spooning’ with him, as they talked. She almost always wore a tee shirt at night when they were alone, which may or may not have covered her little panties. It didn’t really matter because she usually took his hand and placed it on her body. Since she had turned 18, she had started placing his hand on her breasts. She had tried that, much to his consternation, before she reached that age, but there was no way he was going to touch her in any sexual way — at least not before she was “a consenting adult”. Even he and his sister had never done anything sexual with each other until they were 18. He could tell that she enjoyed him touching them and stroking her stiff little nipples, but they didn’t talk about it. In fact, they often talked about sports or the news or any number of topics during this time, or just lay silent, enjoying each other’s comforting presence.
Feeling of her body this way made his cock throb with need, but it never entered his mind to try to do anything with his daughter that she didn’t ask for. He was quite sure that she was aware of his erection, but there was really no way to hide it. He had a big cock — 9 thick inches. He sometimes wondered what Katie would think if she actually saw it. He thought back on when she first started taking his hand and placing it on her tummy. That had been when she was 15, shortly after his parents had moved out. It had been totally innocent. She just placed his hand on her tummy and sometimes held it there as if she was telling him not to let his hands roam. He didn’t. He wouldn’t have. Then, a few weeks ago, not long after she turned 18, they were ‘spooning’ one night during a particularly severe thunderstorm. His daughter was trembling. Suddenly she had taken his hand and brought it to her breasts, under her tee shirt. He had just let his hand lay there for a minute, unsure of what to do. Then she had taken his hand and moved it around on her breasts. He mused that his daughter was, without words, telling him what she needed. She soon seemed comforted and her trembling had turned to short little gasps, which he took to indicate that she liked what he was doing.
One night there was a tornado watch and, even though no tornado had actually been sighted, Katie was scared. She came to Jackson’s room and crawled in bed with him. They had the TV on to monitor the weather situation, but Jackson didn’t think that they were in any danger. Katie lay on her tummy, her head on his shoulder, one of her long legs thrown over her father’s body. She wore only a pair of panties and a tee shirt that barely came below her navel.
“When’s Aunt Jen coming to visit?” she asked. “I haven’t seen her or Uncle Dave or Tommy since Christmas,” she said. She didn’t dare mention that she loved seeing her cousin, Tommy, because he was the hottest boy she’d ever been around. He was 6-6 and had inherited the same good looks as her dad and her grandfather, Tom. He was clean-cut, with very dark hair and brown eyes. Katie got a tingly feeling whenever he was around. She wondered what it would be like to suck his cock. She might even let him do it in her mouth, she sometimes imagined, then remembered that he was her cousin.
“I wanted to talk to you about that, honey,” he told her as he stroked her hair. Her head was laying on his shoulder and she had her head turned so she was whispering in his ear. She was so soft and sensual and she always smelled so fresh and nice.
“What about it, Daddy?”
He swallowed. “I really hate to even tell you, honey, but they’re having marriage issues.”
She sat up and looked in his eyes. “What? Aunt Jen and Uncle Dave? How?”
“Well, you’ve heard us talk about the ‘twin thing’, right?”
“Sure, yeah. I get that,” she replied. “What’s that got to do with this?”
“Well. When Aunt Jen is sad, I…I know it sounds silly…” he began.
“You sense it?”
“Exactly. I’ve just felt, for a few weeks now, that something just wasn’t right. She wasn’t saying anything about it, though, when we talked on the phone…So I just asked her what was wrong…” he said as he reached for a tissue to wipe his eyes.
“Daddy! Please don’t cry?” she begged as she snuggled up to him and kissed his cheek. Fuck, she was so soft and curvy and sweet!
He managed a smile. “She said that she wondered when I was gonna ask…” he sniffled. “Oh honey, Uncle Dave had an affair…”
She sat up again. “Is he CRAZY?” she yelled. “There’s nobody any prettier or smarter or sweeter than Aunt Jen! Why would anyone cheat on her? That’s nuts!”
Jackson nodded, and wiped away a tear as it coursed down his face. “I can’t stand it when your Aunt is sad, Katie. And right now, she is so sad. She is hurting. She was my best friend until I met Cathy. I love her very much.”
Katie lay down next to her father and put her arms around him. She kissed his cheek as her own tears flowed down her cheeks and dripped off her chin. She didn’t bother to wipe them away. “I’m so sorry, Daddy. I know how much you love her. I mean, it’s pretty obvious when you two are together. It’s almost like you’re married!”
“Yep. This twin thing,” he said. “It’s hard to explain. Thanks for understanding.”
“Are they divorcing?” she whispered, still hugging him to her. He could feel the swell of her breasts through her tee shirt mashing against his naked chest.
“Yes. She said it’s not the first time he’s done this. You know how she is. She forgave him. She told him that she would forgive him again, but he’s leaving her. He wants a divorce. He plans to marry the other woman.”
“Daddy, that just makes me sick!”
“Me too, honey,” he sniffled.
“So what about Tommy? He hasn’t texted me in forever. I wonder if this is why?”
“He’s really depressed about this. He just finished his freshman year at college and, of course, he’s on the basketball team. He told Jennifer that he wants to quit basketball and that they should just move here.”
“I would love that!” Katie smiled. She imagined living in the same house with Tommy. She supposed that she would have to change some of her habits, especially running around the house in her underwear. “Could Aunt Jen get a job here?”
“Well, most of her work is done online, anyway. I just don’t know. Yeah, well, nothing is settled, but we do have enough room. I guess Aunt Jen could sleep upstairs with you, and Tommy could sleep down here in the guestroom. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” he told her. “It’ll be a while yet. At least a few months.”
“Right,” she laughed. “Those rooms upstairs are not half the size of these rooms down here. She’s not going to want to settle for that tiny little room when she can have a big bedroom and private bath down here,” she told him as she imagined sharing the upstairs with her ultra-hot cousin, Tommy.
Jackson’s mind immediately went to the possibility of his ripe young daughter sharing the upstairs with her very handsome cousin. He knew, from experience, the possibilities and opportunities that such a situation presented. He wasn’t sure that was such a great idea, but counter-balancing that was the fact that his wonderful sister, Jennifer, would be near him. Even though he was sure that nothing sexual would happen between them again, just being near her would be a great comfort to him.
“Just calm down, Honey,” he laughed. “We can talk through all this stuff, later,” he said as he patted her on her panty-clad bottom. The combination of his deliciously ripe young daughter’s body pressed against him and imagining his beloved sister moving in with them had given him a raging hard-on. He almost wished that Katie would just go on to bed so he could masturbate.
Katie turned over and grabbed Jackson’s hand, pulling him into a spooning position. She was tingling from just thinking about her hot cousin, Tommy, living with them. She imagined him coming to her bed and pleasuring him with her mouth. Added to this was the excitement that she had begun to feel whenever she felt her father’s erection against her. For a long time she hadn’t thought anything about it, assuming that it was just something that happened to men. Lately, however, she had begun to think that he was turned on by her, and that caused all kinds of forbidden thoughts to enter her mind. She couldn’t remember being as turned on as she was tonight. She needed her father’s hands on her. She wondered what went through her daddy’s head when she, a few weeks previously, had placed his hand on her breasts. Had he been able to tell how excited she had become? She had almost had an orgasm. Nobody had ever touched her bare breasts, but him — not even her boyfriends. She sensed, innately, that her father was always there to meet her needs and comfort her. It was so different than with a boy. Boys were constantly pressing for more and more. Not Daddy. He gave her comfort and now, she admitted, it had become something a bit more. She hoped that he got pleasure from touching them. He was sad, tonight. Maybe touching her breasts would make him feel better.
“Honey, I think the tornado watch has been cancelled. I’m going to turn the TV off and try to get some sleep, okay?” he whispered.
“Okay. Can I stay here?” she asked. “I’m comfortable.”
“Okay, sure,” he said as he pointed the remote at the TV and turned it off, leaving them in complete darkness. He really wished she would go on to bed because her hot little body was driving him crazy and he needed to masturbate.
“What are you doing?” he muttered when she sat up for a moment. It was too dark to see her.
“Taking my shirt off. More comfy. That okay?”
“Well…” he paused. This was the time to put an end to this, if he was going to. She seemed to be getting more and more bold. He wondered where this would lead and was quite sure that he didn’t want what might be the ultimate end of this kind of behavior. “Sure. If it makes you feel better.”
She lay back down, facing away from him and pushed her ass back until she felt his cock pressed against her. He felt so big tonight! She wished that she could see it. She took his hand and, without preamble, place it on her naked breasts. Oh it felt so good, especially when he started gently manipulating them and tenderly stroking her aching nipples. It felt so intimate, so loving. She felt so total comfortable with him and trusted him implicitly.
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