LOGINGlenIt took every bit of willpower I could muster, but I managed to keep my hands off Sammy for 48 hours.We both came up with a list of demands to negotiate, plus I wanted her to take 48 hours to really think through whether she wanted to go through with this or not.The deal we had come to took a lot of negotiating.My demands? I wanted Sammy to quit FansOnly and give up her fledgling porn career. That was the toughest sell, especially when I learned how much cash she was generating. But having something she wanted, (my cock - never would have been able to predict that this was what parenting would come to), I was able to get her to really listen to me as I talked about the impact it could have on her future, and the impact it was having on her right now. I learned that Kellyās daughter was doing it too, but without any of the nudity Sam was offering on her site, and that Sam felt she could no longer talk about it with Lori, making her feel isolated from
SamanthaI grabbed the tie at the side of my bikini bottom and undid it.āWait--ā cried Glen, pulling away from me and sitting up, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. āWait.ā I exhaled. What now?āYouāre a virgin,ā he said, tearing his eyes away from me and sighing.āMy God, youāre a virgin.āI sat up. āSo?āāYou are a virgin, right?ā he asked, suddenly eying me skeptically.āYes.āāOkay, okay.ā He ran his hand over his chin, stroking the shadow of a beard he was growing. āWe need to take a step back.āāI want this, Glen,ā I said urgently. āI need you.āHe put a hand on my shoulder and looked at me, then my breasts.āFuck, baby girl, believe me. I want this, too. But we canāt do it like this. If weāre going to do this - itās so wrong⦠can we at least try to do it in the most right way possible?āI flopped back on the bed, feeling frustrated. āAnd what way is that?āāI donāt know,ā he answered. āI donāt know. Shit.
SamanthaIt finally sank in that he was blaming himself for me watching him with Lori. For us ignoring each other all week and quietly falling apart around each other. How could he think he was at fault? I was the one who had hidden in his closet - waiting.āDaddy,ā I said after a minute, perplexed. āThat wasnāt your fault. I did it. I wanted to⦠watch.āHe wrapped one big, warm hand around my head, holding me even closer. I felt so warm and secure, so safe, wrapped up in his warmth and inhaling the soothing smell of him. I sighed.I felt happy for the first time all week.We stayed that way for a couple of minutes before he spoke again.āSweetheart, what you saw⦠the way Iā¦ā he gulped, ālooked at you. Thatās not right, though. Thatās not what daddies and daughters do.āI nuzzled my nose deeper against his neck, breathing in the smell of his skin. āDo you like Kelly?ā I asked, feeling tears threaten again. The question made me feel vulnerable.
SamanthaIt hadnāt been a good week in the Steeves household, to say the least.I guess neither of us could bring ourselves to address the things that had happened recently. Weād just gone too far. What was there possibly to say?Glen and I had just been outright avoiding each other all week - we werenāt even pretending not to. If we were both home, we stayed in our rooms. But I was trying to stay out as much as I could, and it seemed Glen was, too.The morning after his date with Kelly, heād tried to talk to me about what happened. As if the man who had clearly gotten off cumming into my friendās momās mouth while I watched could just switch back to being dear old dad in the morning. It was so ridiculous.Heād given me the olā āHoney, can we talk about what happened?ā and I lost my mind, screaming at him to fuck off and leave me alone. Heād looked so shocked - hurt, even - that Iād got my wish. He just walked out of the kitchen, and we literally hadnāt spok
GlenWould she do something like that?Thinking back to the sorts of things Iād seen Sexi_Sammi doing, including how turned on she obviously was by voyeurism, I knew the answer was a definite yes. She would absolutely do something like that.I lay on the bed and reached for Kelly, pulling her down on the bed with me, and she laughed as she tumbled onto the mattress.I climbed on top of her. āGod, I want to fuck you so bad,ā I breathed into her hair.But she pressed a hand to my arm. āWe canāt,ā she said, twisting her mouth into a little moue of disappointment.Oh, Christ. My dick was already hard. I was so preoccupied with what I wanted that Iād ignored whatever signals sheād been giving me.āOh, fuck,ā I said, rolling off of her and forgetting about Sam in the closet. āIām so sorry. Of course. I didnāt mean to--āShe cut me off by laughing. āOh, donāt get me wrong! I would love to fuck you, Glen Steeves. Iām just on my period. I canāt tonig
GlenI leaned my forehead against my arm, breathing heavily.I was standing over the toilet in the fire station washroom. Not very classy, but there werenāt a lot of places to jerk off in the fire station. No one would comment on how long Iād been in the bathroom. It wasnāt unusual.When I recovered my breathing, I wiped off my hand and my dick and stopped the video feed on my phone, pulling the earbuds out of my ears. I was reeling from what Iād just seen. It had taken everything in me not to get into the car and race home. I wanted to run up to Samās room and take her right then and there.Fuck. Just thinking about it was making my cock swell again. How was that even possible? Iād just cum so hard Iād probably impregnated the fire station toilet.I zipped up my pants and washed my hands, splashing some cool water on my face, and then headed into the dorm room. Most of the guys were watching TV. We hadnāt had any calls yet tonight.I lay down on my cot







