She joined us for dinner last night; she was sleeping over for the third time in two weeks. My daughter and her were becoming much closer and I was finding it more difficult to stop imagining her young body. At school I was her teacher, after school I was her best friends father, I wanted more. Last night I was more helpful than usual in clearing the table. I cleared the empty glasses then in the kitchen filled hers with water and drank up the warm liquid quickly, letting it wash through my insides. I put a spoon in my mouth, closed my eyes and sucked it for a while then made sure to put that one at her place. Watching her eat dessert with that spoon made me hard. After dinner I had a longer shower than usual, hoping that she might walk in by mistake and we could play out my fantasy like a cheap porn movie. She didn’t and my skin wrinkled like a prune.
My wife was reading her book when I got into the bed beside her and I pretended I was tired and fell asleep immediately. I couldn’t sleep. In the middle of the night, as I lay there still half-awake as my wife slept, she peeped in the door. Mr. Paul, she said, I’m afraid of the dark. I just looked at the 16 year old beauty and opened the duvet to welcome her. She walked in slowly and even in the dark I could see that she had no underwear on under her little nighty. The feeling of ... Læs hele novellen
