She rolled over and stretched her legs out on the bed. I couldn't read her expression, but when she said "f*****g" my eyes went involuntarily to her panty clad p***y. I could see a wisp of light brown hair poking out of one side. I'm sure she noticed me looking, but I tore my eyes away as fast as possible. Her expression was hard to read.
"No baby," I lied, "I think you're beautiful, but the truth is that I've always just thought of both of you as my little girls. What Honey and I did this morning was a surprise, and not something I planned or thought would happen."
"I'm not sure I believe you." Heather said. Smart girl.
I think every father with a beautiful daughter has his fantasies at some point, even if they would never think of acting on them. I know I never thought about acting on
