ATHING FOR DAD

I came home from school, tired and stressed. The house was silent except for the hum of the AC that clearly wasn't working. A quick shower didn't cool me down, so I let the water drip off my skin as I padded naked to my room. The whole place felt like a furnace. Then the idea hit - skinny dipping in the back pool.

I grabbed my thin black robe and slipped down the stairs, heading right for the pool. I kicked off the robe and dived into the pool. It was refreshing and nice, nothing better than cool water hitting every inch of you: head, breasts, thighs.

When I finally surfaced and pushed wet hair from my face, I saw him. A tall broad shadow by the pool gate - dad.

Anyone in the state I was in would hurriedly take cover but I didn't. I didn't rush to cover up. Instead I swam lazily to the shallow end, rose from the water like a model in a bikini shoot - slow, deliberate. Droplets slid down my breasts, down my thighs. I felt his eyes trace every single one.

He's not my real dad. He's my foster dad and my foster mum's work makes her travel quite a lot. He's been like a friend to me, even my friends call him dad and I've never wanted anyone else to.

He's built like he was carved from marble- narrow waist, wide chest,broad shoulders, tall, arms that could lift me in a blink of an eye. His golden hair to his shoulders, light blue eyes that seem to pierce through me. A perfect definition of a Greek God. I've wanted those chiseled arms around me for a very long time now.

“Hi, dad. Didn't see you there.” I uttered, picking up my robe but not putting it on.

“Aren't you meant to cover up quickly?” He questioned.

“But you're the one staring.”

“You’re naked, Claire.” Stating the obvious.

“A little swim, daddy. The house is quite hot.” I let my robe hang open. “And why are you home early?”

“I forgot some files.” His voice crackled, fighting his eyes to remain on my face.

“You should fix the thermostat,” I said. “And we should go for a swim next time.”

He cleared his throat, “put some clothes on.” He said, still devouring my body with his eyes.

I smirked and walked past him, close enough to brush my wet wet body with his.

That night I replayed it in my head - the way he looked at me, I could tell he wanted a show. But I'm going to pull him in till he comes to me himself. Mum's away on another business trip, it's just us. Lately, it's been just us.

I started growing feelings for dad last summer. I can't really say how it happened but it just did. I watched him from the upstairs window as he pulled himself out of the pool, water dripping down his ridged abs, suit clinging to everything. And that was when it happened - gratitude turned to hunger

Days passed, the temperature had returned back to normal but not the one in my heart. Monday morning I realized my pants were in the dry cleaners and I forgot about them. I'll just wear my skirt, it's been long since I wore them but I can't be late, especially not on a Monday.

“Serena! Come down for breakfast.” Dad called out.

“I'm coming.” I replied, running down the stairs.

I sat down to eat my breakfast and then I noticed dad giving me dirty glares.

“What?” I questioned.

“That skirt is way too short.”

“My pants are at the dry cleaners, I either wear this or be absent from school today.” I crossed my legs, letting the hem ride higher.

The glare in his eyes was all I wanted, little by little I'll have him right where I want him to. Just You and I alone, Mr Hath.

I picked up my plates and went to drop them in the kitchen. Dad came close to the sink and I saw this as an opportunity, I turned forcefully using my right hand and I intentionally hit his crotch.

He sucked in.

It wasn't to cause pain but to feel it and honestly I did and I loved it - it was huge. There's no way I'm letting him go now.

The drive to school was silent like a knife was cutting through the air but I could feel dad staring down at my legs. I caught him quite a few times and I didn't bother to close them.

Later that evening, I wore my sexiest night gown without panties, the night gown was see through.

One could practically see everything. I sat close to him in the living room and draped my legs on his lap. He massaged them absent-mindedly while we watched the movie.

And slowly I began to part my legs giving him a better view of the lips between my legs, and the cool air kissed my pussy. I know he saw it but he didn't say anything so I decided to go further.

I stretched my legs along his thighs until I reached his growing bulge. I pressed gently and used my feet to gently rub and massage them. He didn't stop me so I kept going.

His breathing changed, my eyes fixed to the forgotten movie that kept playing.

Then suddenly he stood. “Getting snacks.”

He disappeared into the kitchen.

I waited for a minute before heading to the kitchen and what I saw made my pussy throb. He had his back to me, one hand brace on the counter and the other inside his open fly stroking himself fast and desperate.

“Mind if I help you with that?”

He froze. “Go away, sweetheart.”

I walked up towards him, pressed against his back. I reached around and replaced his hands with mine. Huge.

“This isn't right.” He said in a raspy voice but didn't pull away.

“Shhhh!” I turned him, sank to my knees and took him in my mouth.

Fingers tangling in my hair. I swallowed him deep and fast letting him hit the back of my throat. Salty pre cum coated my tongue. His hips started moving on their own, gentle thrusts.

“That's it daddy, give it to me.”

He lost control as he held my head and fucked my mouth without care. I felt him swell and choking on the next thing he was about to say.

“Fuck, baby-” he came hard, flooding my throat.

I swallowed and licked it clean and kissed the tip softly.

He stared down at me.

I hopped on the kitchen counter, spread my legs wide and high, pulled my nightie up to my waist.

Bare. Wet and ready.

“Now fuck me daddy.” I whispered. “I'm all yours.”

His gaze dropped between my thighs but he didn't move and then he stepped forward, hands gripping my his, cock rising again and I smiled.

I had finally won.