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Heather's mom and I divorced a few years ago. Not a big, dramatic fallout. Just a marriage that slowly declined until we both decided it was time to give up on it. We never fought, really. But we grew apart and didn't want it to get to a point that we started resenting each other, and making a bad situation worse for Heather. Lori and I are still best friends and our resolve to raise Heather together and keep things "normal" for her has worked out really well.
When Heather told me she was pregnant at 16, it crushed me. I thought all the plans her mom and I had for her were ruined. But she had the baby - beautiful Tara, and continued making the honor roll as she finished out her high school semesters in an accelerated program, from home. Since she wasn't married and basically had to care for Tara by herself, we installed a little camera over the crib so she could keep an eye on the baby when doing school work or just wanting some time out of her room to watch TV or anything else.
One night Heather asked me to watch Tara for a little while so she could go out with her boyfriend, CJ - Tara's daddy. As a dad, no boy is ever really good enough for my daughter, but CJ has turned out to be a decent kid. He's in college, within a year of completing his MBA, comes from a good home, and has definite plans for his life. Heather could have done much worse.
While they were out to dinner, I logged into the webcam to keep an eye on the baby while I watched the baseball game on TV. Tara was sound asleep, so I remarked to myself, "This is the easiest babysitting I will probably ever do". After about an hour, I heard some noise coming from my laptop and saw on the webcam that the baby was awake.
"So much for my quiet babysitting chore," I chuckled to myself.
Tara wasn't crying, but I knew she was going to need to be changed and it was probably time for a bottle. I headed back to Heather's room and picked up Tara. Yep, she was wet. As I laid her on the changing table and rummaged around for a diaper, I didn't notice bumping the camera off the mount. Anyone trying to attend to a squirming toddler can attest to the effort. And I am considerably more clumsy than most when dealing with babies.
Once I got her changed, I decided to just give up on going back to watch the game. I knew Tara was going to demand my full attention. So I took her to the kitchen, warmed up a bottle and walked her around the house until she finished it. All things considered, it was still a pretty uneventful babysitting job.
Just as I was getting ready to lay Tara back down, Heather came home. I got her caught up with how our night went and she thanked me for letting her have a few hours to herself. I heard CJ's car leaving, surprised he didn't come in. "Oh well, it was a week night and that boy is pretty responsible," I thought.
I returned to my bedroom. The baseball game was still on, so I decided to pour myself a little glass of bourbon and enjoy the last few innings. The game ended, unceremoniously. My team lost 7 - 1. "Oh well," I thought. My glass was empty, so I was feeling no pain as I turned the TV off.
With the TV having gone silent, I could hear some noise coming from my laptop. I fumbled in the dimly lit room to get my computer turned around so I could see what was going on. It took me a few seconds to figure out what I was seeing because the camera had fallen down. It wasn't the view looking down on the crib anymore. The camera was now facing towards Heather's bed. Apparently the sound I had heard was Heather's watch and jewelry being tossed onto the changing table, next to the camera.
I was about to head back to her room to put the webcam back in its place when I saw Heather turn and walk away from the camera, over to her bed. She must have taken her bra off. I could see her bare back. Little tan line where the swimsuit top tied. In the few seconds it took for her to turn away from the camera and move to her bed, my mind went a thousand miles an hour in a thousand different directions. I finally settled on "No way am I going back there to fix the camera now. She would know that I was just watching her". And that knowledge would end up making both of us uncomfortable.
For the first time ever, I was looking at my daughter's bra-less back. I waited motionless, eyes not even blinking - for her to turn around. When Heather got over to her bed, I was able to see her head to toe. I stood in stunned silence while I watched Heather reach behind and unzip her short skirt. As it slid down her legs, I marveled at my daughter's perfect shape.
"My goodness! What an incredible body." I thought. Round, smooth butt in a red lycra thong. The moment seemed to last forever. Heather picked up her phone off the bed and turned around - giving me the view I felt like I had waited for all my life. I had seen those breasts in tank tops and swimsuits, but not uncovered, since they were only puffy, little things. They looked perfect. Her mom has implants. But Heather's breasts were the most spectacular, real tits I think I had ever seen. A full C cup. Tan lines accentuated the size and perfect symmetry of them.
Heather sat down on the edge of her bed, reading something on her phone. After a few seconds, one hand moved up her tummy and I watched as she touched both breasts. Lightly caressing them and gently pinching her nipples. One. Then the other. Then Heather's hand went back down her body, settling in her lap.
"What a sight," I was thinking. It was impossible to see a flaw in that body. And that girl had a baby last year. "Incredible," I whispered. Heather stood and reached for the light switch. I felt almost a panic come over me as I thought this taboo, voyeuristic moment was about to come to an early end. Fortunately the webcam is made for night vision, so her body seemed to glow in the dark. Just as soon as she flipped the light switch, I saw her turn the lamp on by her bed. The glow in the dark was an interesting view, but I was definitely glad to be able to see Heather again in warm light as she readied herself for bed.
I thought it might be a good idea to get in my bed as well. I unbuttoned my shorts and removed them without taking my eyes off the laptop screen. Heather stacked her pillows and climbed onto her bed, reclining against them. I put my hand inside my underwear and watched as my daughter bent her legs up to her chest and started taking her Mary Jane heels off. I always believed those little buckles on her heels were so fucking sexy. "But GAWD I never imagined I would get THIS view!" I thought.
I quickly and quietly closed (and locked) my door. I turned off my bedroom light, and carried my laptop over to the bed. After I pulled the sheets back and set the laptop down, I figured there wasn't any point in wearing my shirt and underwear. "There was absolutely no way I would be sleeping tonight before I masturbated. At least once," I surmised to myself.
Once Heather's shoes came off and were tossed to the floor, she laid her legs back down on the bed, bending the one closest to the camera. My daughter looked down at her body and I watched her run her fingers over the front of her panties and across her thigh. Then up to her breasts, caressing them again. One. Then the other. Little pinches of her nipples. And then back down to her panties. I stared, and slowly wrapped my hand around my hardening cock, as my seventeen year old daughter casually and lightly caressed her young body. Heather's beautiful face was looking down at her hands as she began to enjoy the same self pleasure I was engaged in.
When Heather lifted her bottom and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong, I moaned so loud. I didn't really mean to. But if she heard me, I think it would have only made me even more turned on. I exhaled hard as my daughter slid her panties down her legs and off. Then Heather bent her leg closest to the camera and laid it down - exposing her beautiful, shaved pussy. In my peripheral vision, my hand was a blur - as I stroked my cock and moaned in the dark.
I could not believe I was laying in my bed, watching my daughter without her knowing it, and jacking off. I whispered as if she were in my bed, "Mmmm Heather. I want to fuck you so bad. Oh God, Heather. Fuck! I want to put my cock inside your pussy right now."
I didn't want to take my eyes off Heather's pussy. One of her hands went to her mouth. Heather's tongue came out and licked two of her fingers. As that hand went back down between her legs, Heather's other hand went to grip one of her breasts. My little girl laid her head back on the pillow and slowly, quietly began masturbating.
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