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Darby Steele had recently graduated from college.  Now she was back at home, interviewing for jobs, but so far having little luck.  She probably had a job waiting for her at her dad’s company where she could use her shiny new accounting degree and work in H.R. or Accounts Services.

Her dad’s status at the company meant she’d almost certainly be hired. But truth be told, she had no desire to work in a cubicle or an office analyzing spreadsheets.  She was good with numbers and records, but she really didn’t want a nine-to-five.  But it might be nice to work at the same company as her father.

Jake Steele, her father, traveled occasionally, but he almost never went into his office.  His office was in his home, or more usually in his new SUV. Darby wanted a job like her Dad’s where her time was largely her own.  He’d explained to her that sales jobs like that had be earned, and he’d paid his dues to be able to work the way he did. 

He was good at what he did, and he made a lot of money for the company and earned a great living for his family.  He’d certainly come a long way from that poor little town in the deep south where rednecks still referred to successful black men like him as ‘boy.’  Jake hadn’t been back there in over twenty years.  If he never saw it again, that would be fine, too.  He certainly had no plans to show up there with his white wife and biracial daughter. But now, while Darby wasn’t yet working anywhere, he enjoyed spending time with her. They both figured that, at twenty-one, she had time to figure out what she wanted to do

Her mom, Meredith Steele, was a store manager at a big-box retail store called Top Value.  The pay was above-average, the employee discounts were great, but the hours were a pain.  Darby didn’t even consider going that route.  As a store manager, she thought her mom might be around more since now she could hand those pesky night-and weekend-hours off to her assistant managers.  But somehow, Meredith seemed to work even more. 

Lately, she worked almost every Friday and Saturday night, and at least a couple of nights through the week.  It seemed like forever since the three of them had even eaten dinner together.  Mostly, it was just Darby and her dad. But Darby was a bona-fide daddy’s girl, and if one parent had to be away all the time, she was glad it was her mom. 

Friday night, she was going over to Lake Point with Nora Rochester, her BFF, also twenty-one years old.  She and Nora had been friends since middle school and were closer than sisters.  They had been roommates in college. Nora’s parents had divorced last year, but she still mainly lived with her dad, Nate.  He and Darby’s dad were good friends, and often played tennis or hoops together at the Y.

The Rochesters were the only other black family in the exclusive neighborhood, and with her mother, Janie, out of the picture, there were only three black people in the area.  Well, three and a half, if you count Darby.  Nora had also recently finished her bachelor’s degree but was planning on staying at home as she went for her MBA.  

Darby and Nora were both very attractive young women.  Despite being one of the taller girls in high school, and seemingly athletically built, Nora had no interest in sports. Indeed, she was quiet and much more reserved than Darby. Her smooth, dark skin, statuesque build, elegant curves, and quiet demeanor made her appear regal and aloof. High school boys had been afraid to approach her, and college boys fared no better. 

Darby was shorter, at just over five feet, although she would insist that she was five feet five, much to Nora’s amusement. Darby’s biracial heritage gave her skin a rich cinnamon hue, and her hair natural brown and blonde highlights. When it was long, her thick hair was hard to manage. So when she started college, she cut it short into a pixie-ish cut that complemented her sunny, outgoing personality.

She was on the petite side, and struggled to fill up an A-cup. Darby often complained about her ‘mosquito bite’ tits, but she felt that they were made up for with her great ass.  She really had a spectacular ass, and she knew it.  While high school and college boys both found her approachable and they flocked to her, for some reason Darby was chronically single.

Friday afternoon, Nora beeped the horn at Darby’s house, and Darby kissed her dad on the cheek.  “That’s Nora, and we’re out, dad.  Are you doing anything tonight?” she said as she grabbed her purse and her phone, getting ready to leave.

“Nah, just goofing around on a project out in the garage.  If Nate comes over, we might go grab a beer.  Nothing big.  Have fun and stay safe!”  Darby was twenty-one now, and Jake didn’t worry about her much.  She’d always been a good girl, maybe a little mischievous, but overall very well-behaved.  He was really glad they were so close.  His wife had been a little distant lately, but he barely noticed it as he spent more and more time with Darby.  As Darby ran out to the car, he waved at Nora, and closed the door behind her.

The next Friday, Darby and her dad were relaxing around the pool, sipping iced tea. The sun was shining brilliantly, and while summer was definitely on its way, you could still feel the last whispers of the mild spring air. “Dad, we need to talk,” Darby suddenly said, out of nowhere.

“Well, this can’t be good,” remarked Jake.  “Nothing good has ever followed the words, ‘We need to talk!’ What did I do wrong, sweetie?”

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Dad.  But yeah, this is kinda bad. I’ve been dreading telling you this all week.  But now, I need to tell you something,” said Darby.

Jake scoffed, “You know, it’s never, ‘We need to talk… I finally bought a lottery ticket and I won millions!’  No, it’s always something bad, and something I like is about to end, or something I won’t like is about to start.  Okay, baby, so what is it?”

Darby took a deep breath and let it out.  She seemed to be steeling herself for a very difficult conversation.  Jake, feeling this was going to be a very serious conversation, sat forward in his chair and waited silently for her to speak. She looked him square in the eye and said, “So I’ll just say it.  Dad, I’m pretty sure Mom is cheating on you.”

Jake didn’t answer immediately. After about five seconds, he asked softly, “Are you sure?  I mean, that’s a pretty serious bomb to drop.”

“Yeah,” she nodded. “Pretty sure.”

Jake paused again, and then, “Well you certainly have my attention.  Go ahead… lay it out for me.”

“Okay. You remember last Friday she said she had to work late? Well, Nora wanted to go to one of those goofy shabby-chic shops that she likes so much, and she heard there’s a new one over in that outdoor mall in Lake Point. You know, the one with that awesome movie theater we like?

“Well we went there, and when we came out, Nora noticed a really pretty electric car in the parking lot of this hotel in the same parking lot.  You know she’s been wanting one.  So she drove by to see the car a little closer, and I noticed a Range in that parking lot that looks just like yours.  Same dark blue, same wheels, everything.  Then I saw your nerdy bumper sticker, and I started thinking that this might be your car. So I took out my key, and clicked it, and it unlocked! So I’m like, ‘What the hell is my dad doing at a hotel while Mom’s at work!?’”

Jake interrupted her with, “Wait, is that why you video called me that night, all accusing me of, I don’t know, something?”

“Yes! I video called because I wanted to see if you were at home.  And when I saw you were at home, that’s why I asked you where your car was, and you told me mom took it because some big manager from corporate was coming and she needed to drive him around,” Darby explained.  She went on, “So here we are… an hour out of town, at a hotel, and your car parked there.  Even if Mom had to drive this guy around, why was she parked there?  So I asked Nora to wait with me.  It didn’t look good, and I wanted to know for sure. 

"We parked over away from your car and waited to see who Mom came out of that hotel with. While we were waiting, I even called the store and asked if I could speak with her. The guy just said, ‘Uhh, she's at lunch,’ so I just hung up and kept waiting. She came out after about thirty minutes, all wrapped up with this guy and, well, I guess it’s better if I just show you.”  And with that, Darby took out her phone. She already had the video queued up.

In it, Meredith was walking from the hotel, holding hands with some blonde younger guy wearing blue jeans and a polo shirt.  Meredith was wearing some very short red shorts (that were Jake’s favorite!) and a thin loose blouse that highlighted her full breasts. Her blonde hair, normally up and tied back, was flowing around her shoulders. The two looked very happy together, and the way she kept touching him and leaning into him possessively, it was clear that she was very much into him.  As they walked, sharing a laugh, he casually moved his hand to her butt and pulled her closer, Meredith offering no resistance. 

As they got to Jake’s car, they stopped at the driver’s door and kissed several times.  Meredith unlocked the car and started to get in, but Blonde Guy touched her arm and said something to her.  Meredith laughed, and handed Blonde Guy her key fob, and walked around to the passenger side and got into the car.  Blonde Guy got in the driver’s seat and started the car, and they drove off.  The video ended.

She looked at her dad, still sitting there, looking off into space.

Jake was heartbroken. He’d always thought Meredith was his soul-mate… his one-and-only.  They’d met while Jake was in college at Collins State, a small HBCU in Mississippi, and Meredith went across town to Jestersen College, an even smaller private school that was almost exclusively white. Back in the early 90s, an interracial couple wasn’t entirely unheard-of, but it was still rare enough that a lot of folks on both campuses knew them. They seemed to be the ideal couple, and to the surprise of absolutely no one, they got married less than a month after they both graduated. They had Darby a year and a half later. 

Complications with her very difficult delivery meant there would be no sisters or brothers for little Darby, so her father made sure to spoil the heck out of the only little princess he’d ever have. Meredith was not a bad mom, but she was a lot less interested in Darby’s day-to-day, and as a result, Darby grew up a devoted little daddy’s girl.  Jake said the first thing that came to his mind: “So he tapped my wife, and then he drove my car?  Man, that’s cold.  That’s harsh, Mer.”

“So what are you gonna do?”

“Show her the vid, ask her what’s up, and send her on her way.”

“Just like that, Dad?”

“Darby, one thing you should know about me is that, well, I’m a one-woman man.  I love being married, sharing my life with that one special woman.  I thought it was her.  Hell, for the last twenty years, it was her. I loved that it was me and your mom against the world.  Back when we first got together, we had all the problems young couples face, plus knowing a lot of folks didn’t like seeing us together just because of our skin.  We got through all of that together, and together, we were a force.  Look at this life we’ve built.  We’re not rich, but we’re pretty damn comfortable.  She has everything she’s ever wanted, and now she’s tossing it away for this asshole?!  No, the trust is gone, and so is she!”

Darby came over to her father and sat next to him on the lounger.  She hugged him tightly and said softly, “Dad, just know that whatever happens, however this goes down, I’m there for you.  I’ll always be there for you.”

“I know, Darb.  I know.” He sat there holding his daughter.

As Meredith Steele drove home that evening, she breathed a sigh of relief that it was finally Friday evening, and she didn’t have to work the whole weekend.  Well, her husband Jake didn’t know that.  She’d told him that she had to work open-to-close both weekend days.  It wasn’t out of the ordinary for a big-box retail manager to work bell-to-bell, but she rarely did. One nice thing about being a store manager at Top Value Electronics is that she could create any schedule she wanted, and no one would know the wiser. 

She was really looking forward to this Saturday she’d be spending with her latest toy, Tate.  Tate Sloane was young, barely three years older than her own twenty-one-year-old daughter, and brash and cocky.  But what he lacked in experience and technique, he more than made up for with youthful enthusiasm.  And that ten-inch cock was nothing to sneeze at.    He was definitely bigger than her husband.

Her husband.  That thought made her feel a little guilty.  A little.  Jake was a great husband.  In bed, he was okay.  His oral skills were out of this world.  He made really good money, and he provided for a great life for her and Darby.  And she knew that he’d never cheat on her.  So why?  Why risk it all?

She didn’t even know herself.  Maybe it was because she’d missed all that in college.  She’d met Jake in her Junior year, and they’d been together exclusively ever since.  They’d been married over twenty years.  She’d been promoted to Store Manager a year ago.  That’s when it had all started.  She just needed some variety.  She’d sucked and ridden the same cock for twenty years.  So she’d started venturing out.  Just a quick fuck here or there, to take the edge off.  None of them were worth a damn.  They were all just random, faceless, but delicious cocks, the bigger the better. 

She was impressed with herself that, at her age of forty-three, she could still turn the heads of these young studs.  She guessed that the MILF-drive ran deep with these boys.  Whatever the case, she was living her best life right now.  She had all the pussy and half the money, and no one else had a clue.

And for right now, she had Tate.  None of them meant anything, but Tate was kind of special.  Maybe it was because he told her she looked a lot like his own mother, and that made this whole thing even more illicit.  Dirtier.  Once, right after he finished stretching out her pussy for the fourth time in 2 hours (!) they were lying there trying to catch their breath and his phone rang, and it was his mother.  The picture on the caller ID looked like it could have been Meredith’s slightly older sister.  It should have freaked her out.  It didn’t.  She thought it was hot as hell, and after that, she started referring to herself as, ‘Mama,’ and man, was Tate ever into that!  And this weekend, Mama was gonna make her big boy scream! Yeah, life is pretty good…

When she walked in, Jake was seated on the sofa, with a still image on the television that looked somehow familiar.  “I’m home, Babe!  Whatcha watching?” she asked.

“Just some dumb video.  I’m gonna watch it again.  You should watch it with me.  It’s only a couple of minutes long.”

“Sure!  Go ahead and press play,” said Meredith as she sat next to Jake on the sofa.  She watched the picture come to life.  She watched herself walking with Tate, and, in a rising panic, glanced at her husband watching her with Tate.  They both stared at the video, Jake positively stock-still, Meredith in a rising panic.  She saw herself kissing Jake deeply.  She watched herself open the car door. ‘Nonononononono!’ she thought silently… ‘Don’t let the video show…’ And she watched herself hand the keys to Tate, and she watched the SUV drive away. 

Meredith felt light-headed.  She thought she might pass out.  Who?  How? She was always so cautious. That hotel was almost an hour out of town.  NOBODY knew her there.  HOW?

“Baby, it’s not what it looks like!” Meredith exclaimed quickly.

Jake looked at her with contempt, and simply said, “Well that’s good, because it looks like you just walked out of a hotel after fucking some guy, and then let him drive my car.  I’m glad it wasn’t that, ‘cause that would be really disrespectful.  So, what was it?”

Meredith sat down on the sofa, put her face into her hands and tearfully said, “Baby, I’m so sorry.  That was the first and only time.  Can you forgive me?”

Jake didn’t say another word.  He simply turned and walked away.  He walked out the door, got into his Range and drove away.  After a few minutes, Meredith walked into the kitchen and poured herself a big glass of wine, dropped onto the soft leather sofa and, almost too shocked to even breathe, just sat there holding her glass, wondering how her world had just been shattered, and by whom.

***

“Come on, Darb, you need to tell me something you want for Christmas!  I’m flying blind here.  I have no idea what a twenty-two-year-old woman wants for Christmas.  Maybe a giant stuffed animal?”  Darby scoffed and rolled her eyes at him.  “Last year I bought you that necklace, and you loved it.  But I can’t do the same thing again… That just seems lazy.”

“Dad, jewelry is never lazy!” laughed Darby from the passenger side of her dad’s X.  On the night of ‘The Video’, Jake had left the house, went straight to a dealership and traded in his precious SUV for an X-Model electric SUV.  He still liked the Range more, but that venerable brand was forever tainted in his mind.  Darby loved the X, and refused to drive her own car, sneaking out in her dad’s X whenever she could get away with it.  As for Nora, her dad had finally relented and bought her a 3 of her own.

“This is so frustrating!  I’ve always been able to pick out great presents, and I refuse to let my streak end!” He flashed his best smile at her.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll figure something out, Daddy.”  She poured about a pound of honey on the word, ‘Daddy’. 

Jake blushed as he heard how his daughter said ‘Daddy.’

“Well, Thank you, sweetheart.  But don’t change the subject,” said Jake, trying again to focus on his little girl, and not the gorgeous young woman she’d grown into.  “Christmas is only two weeks away and I have absolutely no idea what you might want,” he complained. 

“I told you.  On Christmas Eve, after everyone leaves, I’ll tell you what I want.  Not a minute before.”

“But Dar, it’ll be late.  Everything will be closed.  How’ll I be able to go get it if you don’t tell me until after 10 on Christmas eve?”

“You’ll figure something out.  Make sure your car’s all charged up just in case you need to make a quick run!” 

Jake just shook his head.  Darby was certainly acting cagey.  What was this mysterious ‘thing’ she wanted, but kept secret?  But it wasn’t just about Christmas.  She’d been acting a little differently for months now.  It was nothing bad.  Quite the opposite.  She was friendlier, a lot more touchy-feely, almost… well, flirty, even.  At home, she always wore skirts and dresses, and they showed more skin than she used to.  And what skin!   Smooth, flawless, and perpetually golden.  All her friends were so jealous of her flawless light-mocha tone that she came by naturally. 

He’d heard her tease them, pretending she’d never heard of the word, ‘tanning’.  ‘Why do you need to waste time laying out in the sun like that?’ she’d joke.  Lately, her favorite Friday night activity meant staying in with him and watching a movie, or insisting he take her out to dinner.

He would ask her, “Sweetie, why don’t you spend your nights out with your friends?  You’re young, incredibly hot, and great to be around.  You should be out there breaking hearts.  You don’t want to hang out with a tired old man like me!”

“Aww, Daddy!  You think I’m hot?!  That’s so sweet!  But, trust me, my father, I am exactly where I most want to be.  Right here beside my Daddy,” she would always reply. She was lavishing attention on him, and he was shamelessly enjoying every minute of it.

***

Every year, Jake held a Christmas Eve party that had grown to be the party for the year for their circle of friends. The fact that Meredith was no longer in the picture changed absolutely nothing.  There was food, dancing, a bouncy house for the kids, and Jake always had presents for everyone invited, kids and parents.  Some of the families with small kids usually left early to wrap the presents from ‘Santa’, so the party usually didn’t last much past 10.  But dinner was early, served at four, so by the time ten o’clock rolled around, Jake was ready to have an empty house again, and be just back to him and his precious Darby.

After the door closed behind the last guest, Darby and Jake relaxed on the loveseat.

Jake turned to Darby and said, “Okay, Darby, Christmas Eve is almost over.  Tell me… what do you want for Christmas, little girl?  And no, I’m not buying you an X!”

“Pshaw!  I already have an X!” laughed Darby.  “A nice one, too!  I’ll even let you drive it sometimes.  Anyway, I’ll tell you, but I need to change first. Give me a minute,” she said, and ran off, apparently to her room.

Jake waited patiently and wondered just what she was up to.  He heard her call out, “Daddy, would you fix us a glass of wine?”  He got up and went into the kitchen to pour the wine.  Meanwhile, Darby came out and sat back on the loveseat waiting for him.

Jake walked back in.  “Here you go…” and stopped cold.  Darby was wearing a lacy white nighty that had only one button at the very top, and it was not done.  Under that, she had on a pair of silky white French-cut panties.  Nothing else.

“Darby, what are you – “ he stopped as she held up a finger to silence him. 

“Daddy, for a minute, please don’t talk.   Just sit here and listen, okay?”

He nodded and sat beside her, stunned.  She looked amazing!  He drank her in, his eyes caressing every part of her he could see.  He waited for her to continue.

Darby looked him straight in the eyes and took a deep breath.  She began softly, “Okay.  Here’s what I want for Christmas.  I want to tell you something.  You know I’ve always been a daddy’s girl, right?”

Jake scoffed and said, “Well that’s an understatement. You’ve – “

“Please, Dad, don’t interrupt.  Just let me get through this.”

“Okay, go ahead.  I’ll be quiet.”

“Thanks.  Anyway, like I said, I’ve always been a daddy’s girl.  I don’t know if it was because Mom wasn’t as involved with me as you were, or maybe because you’ve always been the best dad in the world.  Whatever, it was always me and you.  I guess I had a crush on you when I was little,” and Darby smiled a little smile as she said that.

Jake smiled, too, but remained quiet.

“But as I got older, that crush didn’t go away. Even when I had boyfriends, they had to be just like you.  But none of them were, and I always lost interest after only a day or so.  Same thing in college.  That’s why I’ve never dated a lot.  I’m not shy or introverted.  I’m picky, and not one of them can measure up to you, and you’re the one who always taught me never to settle.  And then last spring when mom hurt you, I just knew I had to be the one to make you all better.”

“So now I’m finished with school and I haven’t started working yet, I figured I have time to work on you. I had made up my mind that I didn’t want anybody like you.  I want you.  I finally accepted the idea that I’d fallen in love with my own father.  So I started my little offensive.  Nothing overly out-of-bounds.  I just smiled brighter when you walk into a room.  Little light touches on your arm or face or leg whenever we’re close together.  More kisses on your cheek.  More hugs, longer hugs.  No more ratty sweatpants or shapeless shirts around you. I always try to look good for you. Short skirts and shorter shorts.  More sitting on your lap wearing skirts or dresses, and, ‘Oops! I didn’t know my dress had slid up that high!  You can see my panties! Sorry, Daddy!’

"Cuddling with you on the sofa watching a movie and falling asleep next to you, and making you carry me into my bedroom curling up to you the whole time.  Making sure the bathroom door is open a little when I shower.  Making sure to not have a towel so you could go get me one and get another glimpse of what you could have anytime you asked for it.  Finding a perfume you really like and always having on when we’re close.  All that and a thousand more little touches to get you to look at me not just as your daughter, but a desirable woman.  And you can say whatever you want to deny it, but I know you’ve loved every minute of the last few months.  Haven’t you?”  She asked pointedly.

Now it was Jake’s turn you take a long breath before answering.  Darby held her breath as she waited…

After a few seconds, Jake admitted, “Yeah.  Very much.  Even after I realized what you were doing.  I knew I should’ve put a stop to it, but it was just so, I don’t know… exhilarating.  Being flirted with is always nice. But when it’s an extremely attractive young woman, it’s extra good.  But when that young woman is your own daughter flirting with you, it’s downright intoxicating.  Plus, I could tell myself that it was all perfectly innocent, so I was able to enjoy it without feeling guilty!”

“You knew?!” Darby exclaimed.

“Of course I did.”

“Then that makes this next part a lot easier.  So I’ll just say it. Daddy, I love you.  Not just like a girl loves her dad, but I love you like a woman loves a man, I want to be with you. In every way a woman can be with a man.

“Look I know what you’re gonna say.  You’re gonna tell me that it’s wrong, it can’t ever happen, that fathers and daughters don’t do that sort of thing.  That I should find a nice guy my own age and settle down.  I’m telling you, I know that it’s wrong, that it’s illegal, and I’m telling you I don’t care.  I know we’d have to keep this a secret to the grave.  But I’m also telling you that I know for a fact that some fathers and daughters do this. Dad, I love you, I want you more than anything in this world, and all I want is to be with you.  This is real.  I’ve had a year of being in love with you to try and get over it, but it’s only getting stronger.”

She leaned to him and put her arms around him and said, so softly that he could barely hear her, “Dad, all I want is you.  Please don’t turn me away. You. Me. Us. This.  This is what I want for Christmas.”

Jake had always taught his daughter that, in an important conversation, don’t answer too quickly. Always take a beat to really consider what to say and how to frame it. Well there was no more important a question than, ‘Should I sleep with my daughter?’ So he took a moment to gaze into her beautiful brown eyes, so like his own. He saw her unconditional love, the complete trust, and for the first time, he could really see the unbridled desire smoldering deep within. He knew she could see the same in his eyes. He let his eyes drop to take in her perfect cinnamon skin, her deliciously tiny breasts with their firm nipples, just waiting for his touch.

He glanced down to her flat tummy and smooth waist, flaring out to her full, womanly hips.  They’d be perfect for holding her in place while he feasted on the divine goodness between those sweet, flawless thighs. He glanced further down to her white satin panties hiding her delightful treasure from his gaze, yet teasing him with two or three errant hairs peeking out, promising more. She wasn’t shaved! She was natural, just like he liked it! How could she know that?

He could imagine peeling those silky panties away from his prize, and diving face first into her warm, sweet, oh-so-forbidden honey, and devouring her pussy like a man starving, licking and drinking every drop she could offer. He’d never, ever want to stop!

But then he knew. The moment lasted just two, maybe three seconds. But the idea that exploded into his mind as he drank in the impossibly erotic sight of his beautiful daughter offering herself to him, wearing only an almost nonexistent baby doll nighty and white silk bikini panties, knocked the breath right out of his body.

The look that passed across his face made Darby catch her breath. Her dad looked like he was in pain. She couldn’t imagine what he was thinking. But she knew that the look on his face wasn’t what she was expecting, especially considering all she was offering.

“No, baby. I can’t do it,” said Jake. The look on his face was pure anguish.

Darby was about to scream, Why not?! But instead, she placed her right hand lovingly on her father’s face and simply asked him, “Don’t you want me? Aren’t I pretty enough? Sexy enough?”

He put his hand on hers, savoring the softness of her hand against his face.  “Sweetheart, you are the sexiest, most beautiful, and most desirable woman I’ve ever seen.  I don’t say that because you’re my daughter. I say it despite the fact that you’re my daughter.  Fathers should never look at their daughters the way I look at you.”

“Then is that it? Because it’s incest? Who cares?! I’m a grown woman.  This is what I want!  Whose business is it that-, “ Darby started, her voice rising before Jake cut her off.

“No, baby, it’s not because it’s incest.  In fact, the idea of incest really doesn’t bother me.  I mean as long as both people are of age, and nobody’s being forced or coerced, how is it my business if a dad and daughter or brother and sister want to hook up?  Who am I to tell, like say, Nate and Nora, what to do?”

Darby barely managed to contain her surprise at her dad selecting that particular couple as an example.  Lucky for her, Jake was still looking down, choosing his words and missed the surprised expression that flashed across Darby’s face.

“Besides,” he continued, “If I’m being honest, I think the idea is pretty hot.”

“Then what is it?” Darby said.  At this point, she was close to tears.  Was there someone else, another woman he’d met, someone her dad felt would be ‘more appropriate’?

Jake pulled Darby close again and held her close for a moment, and then said, “I’ll tell you.  And it’s not what you think.”

“It damn well better not be!” hissed Darby. “If it’s some other woman you’re willing to crush my he-“

“Shhhh!” said Jake.  “Like you said, just be quiet for a minute and let me get through this, okay?”

Darby, still fighting back tears, nodded. For a second, she thought if this was going badly, maybe she should put on more clothes. But then she thought, ‘No.  I want him to see what he’s turning down’.

“I’m saying no, not because I don’t want to, because I want this more than anything else in the world.”

“Then why…” Darby began, but stopped when Jake looked pointedly at her with raised eyebrows.

“I’m saying no because I am a greedy and selfish man.  As your father, I want the very best for you.  That means letting you go on and live your life, find a special someone who’s right for you and, yes, appropriate for you, and have your own babies and live happily ever after.  So this thing we might do should be, well, temporary.  You know, until you realize you need to be with someone else.  And at that point, I should be willing to let you go.  Because that’s what would be best for you.  Baby, my whole life is about what’s best for you.

“But do you remember what I said when you told me about your mom’s affair?”

Darby nodded. She remembered him calling himself a one-woman man.

Jake continued, “I joke about ‘game’.  But baby, I’ve always felt like I was hard-wired for marriage, for serious, committed relationships.  When I fall in love, I fall hard and completely.  And over the last few months, as we’ve re-focused our family on it just being the two of us, I’ve fallen in love with you.  For real.  But, as a good father, and a good man, I’ve resisted even considering making any kind of moves, even while you’ve recently upped your flirt game to ludicrous levels.”  They both chuckled.

“I figured that one day, you’d move out, find someone, and live your life, and I would be fine with that.  But Darby Steele, I know with every cell in my body, that if I touch you, even just one deep, forbidden kiss, I’d be done for.  Baby, I already love you more than life itself.  If we became lovers, sweetie, I’d be all in, and I would never ever let you go.  I’d want you to be my daughter, my best friend, my lover, my wife, hell, even the mother of my children.  I’d want it all.  That horrified look you saw, was me imagining you being with me, and then leaving me because this had run its course.  And baby girl, I just couldn’t take that.  It would literally kill me.  So no, I can’t do this.”

By this time, Darby was crying real tears.  She pulled her dad close for another hug, and then said, “So let me get this straight. I’ve told you that I love you, not just in a father-daughter way, but in a man-woman way, that I’m in love with you, that I want to be with you that way, and you’ve admitted that you feel the same, right?”

“Yes. Yes, Darby. I feel exactly the same.”

“And the only reason you’re turning down this life-altering offer is that you’re afraid that I’m just chasing a taboo thrill, and that I’ll eventually come to my senses, leave you, and go marry some twenty-seven-year-old accountant named Kyle. Do I have it right? Father?”

“Well, ye-yeah,” Jake answered, although he didn’t sound quite as sure in his conviction. “I mean, I think that’s a valid concern. Once we’re together like that, I will never want to go back to not being like that.”

Darby looked into her father’s face, and breathed a long sigh and said, “Dad, I want you to listen to me now. If your only worry is that this isn’t real, true love… that I’m not serious about this, about us, then,” and she put her hands on either side of his face and moved her face to his so they were nose to nose. “Then you have no concern.”

Jake looked into her eyes, searching…

“My sweet, darling daddy, I love you, and I want what you want. All of it. Not just taboo sex with my father, though I do want that, and plenty of it, but all the rest of it, too. A life together, a ring on this finger,” as she waved her left hand between them, “And your babies in this belly. I’ll never hurt you like Mom did, and I’ll never leave you. Please, Dad, let us be together.”

Jake took a breath to speak, but Darby cut him off. “And don’t ask me if I’m sure, because I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. Ask me if I’m ready.”

“Okay. Well, are you ready?”

And then she kissed him.

The kiss took Jake by surprise. He felt her soft warm lips, and then the wet tickle of her tongue at his lips. He opened up and accepted it and offered his in turn. Darby scooched forward and straddled his lap as they sat on the loveseat. She shifted back and forth until she could wrap her legs around him, pulled him to her as tight as she could, and they kissed deeply and passionately.

Darby felt his hard cock straining against his pants, and she rubbed herself against it. She fully gave herself into kissing her father, enjoying the feel of his mouth on hers and her panty-clad pussy against the material of his pants. All these clothes would have to go!

She pulled back from him, stood up and, “Let’s get these pants out of the way. You won’t be needing them tonight.”

Jake stood up and said, “Let’s do this right.” And with that, he bent down and effortlessly picked her up and carried her into his bedroom and gently laid her on the bed, kissing her again before standing up and removing his clothes. He took off his shirt and dropped it on at the floor at the foot of the bed.  He then undid his belt, pushed his pants and underwear down to the floor and stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

He stood the naked before his daughter, his seven-inch cock throbbing with his heartbeat. Darby reached toward him and touched his dick with just her fingertips, caressing it from the tip down to the root. She went lower and stroked his balls tenderly, cupping them, and gently tugging him forward, inviting him to join her on the bed. He put a knee on the bed and bent to kiss her mouth. She opened her mouth to his tongue and felt him moan into her mouth as she rubbed and stroked his balls while they kissed deeply. She moved her hand up and circled his cock, squeezing and stroking it up and down.

Jake swung his other leg over her body and straddled her on his knees. He kissed her eyes, her nose, and he spent a few moments nibbling on her earlobes, teasing them with his tongue. He licked her neck, kissing first her left side and then the right. When he kissed the right side, he heard her gasp. He kissed that spot again, this time opening his mouth and sucking gently… she moaned deeply, “Ooh, Daddy, yeah, there…”

He sucked that spot on her neck with  just a bit more force, and heard her moans get more intense, and he felt her writhing under him, her soaked pussy pressing up, trying to press against his hard cock, searching for release. ‘Not yet’, he thought, as he started his treasure hunt to the south.

He shifted down a bit to reach her breasts. Pushing away her flimsy top, he licked a line down from the hot button on her neck to the dusky colored nipple on her sweet precious A-cups. He licked and suckled on one while pinching and pulling on the other, and he alternated from one to the other, suckling and kneading her tits. Darby was going crazy with pleasure. She’d never had anyone take so much time on her breasts before.

The boys she’d been with had barely acknowledged that she even had tits, they were so busy pawing at her crotch or trying to force her head down to theirs. Like animals. But Daddy… no, he was taking his time with her, and he certainly knew what he was doing.  She’d never been so turned on. She kept arching up to press her sex against him, but he kept himself tantalizingly out of reach. He was driving her absolutely insane. Her pussy was on fire and he hadn’t ever touched her there yet.

Jake placed a last kiss in the shallow valley between her breasts while he squeezed both nipples hard, making Darby gasp in surprise. But that surprise was nothing compared to the shock of feeling his mouth kiss back and forth across her stomach, heading lower, into her belly button, and down below that, making a beeline for her panties. She thought to herself, ‘My God, is he really gonna kiss me there? But boys don’t… ‘  And then she felt him tug on both sides of her panties, pulling them down to uncover her sweetest treasure to his hungry eyes.

She lifted her butt off the bed to let him take them off. He pulled them down her legs and off her, and they joined his clothes on the floor.  His hands on her knees, he gently pushed them apart and spread her thighs wide before him. “Baby girl, you are the most incredible woman I’ve ever seen,” Jake said. “I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to be with you like this. I love you so much, baby!

“I love you, too, Daddy. I really do,” Darby responded.

And with that, Jake began kissing her leg, starting at the knee and leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses going up her inner thigh, getting closer and closer to her pussy. He still hadn’t touched her there yet and she was creaming in anticipation. His mouth got right up to the top of her thigh and licked along the line there… she could feel her pubic hair brushing against his cheek as he licked her thigh crease.

He put his nose almost against her sex, touching only her hair, and breathed deeply of her intoxicating scent, and then breathed out of his mouth, gently blowing his warm breath on her lips, his mouth so close but only grazing her curls, but still not quite touching her. He breathed into her pussy again and she felt it, and knew… this is it…

… And then she felt him begin on the other thigh, kissing and licking up higher and higher, driving her mad with desire, her hips undulating, pressing up, searching in vain for anything of his to rub against, to get some contact… some release. He made his trek up her thigh, but this time did not hesitate. He put his hands on her long, soft pubes and spread the two sides apart, revealing the syrupy furrow between, and with no hesitation, slipped his tongue deep into her delicious, forbidden pussy, and he licked and sucked as much of her creamy honey that he could get his tongue on.

He slipped his hands around behind and grabbed both cheeks of her full, ripe ass, and held her pussy in place as he feasted on her. Darby had scarcely been touched between her legs… she certainly never been licked there. The sensations that Jake was giving her quickly overwhelmed her, and her body started a rapid meteoric rise to an orgasmic crescendo unlike anything she’d ever imagined. She grabbed her father’s head in both hands and crammed his face into her delta. Her hips were going crazy as she wildly fucked his face while she rode the most intense orgasm of her life. She was beyond speech. She could only moan, as the word, 'Daddy-Daddy-Daddy-Daddy,' echoed through her mind.

Jake held his breath as he drank from her, and she provided plenty of her tangy sweet potion. He held his tongue deep inside her channel as she rode it out. Though her thighs were locked around his ears, he could hear her moaning and whimpering as she came. But most importantly, he could feel her walls pulsing on his tongue as he held it within her.

His jaw ached, but he knew he was giving his daughter the orgasm of her life. He knew he’d taken her to heaven. Now, he planned to make her see God Himself.

He felt her legs relax around his head, and she started to pull him up towards her face. But Jake was not yet finished eating. He lowered his head to her soaking wet hair and started with very light kisses, so light that she almost couldn’t feelTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.