"Sure baby, be there in a minute."
That's how it all started. My daughter had just turned 18 a week ago and was getting ready to go to school, she was a senior in high school this year. She is very beautiful with long dark hair and green eyes, nice athletic body with curves in all the right places. Long smooth legs and a perky chest make her a much looked at girl. I even look at her 'in that way' sometimes.
I left my wife a few years back. My daughter had decided to stay with me. We had a close relationship and I treated her like a queen while her mom was always badgering and complaining about this or that. So, much to my ex's dismay, our daughter Heather had told her she would be staying with me. I remember that day and I smile all the time about it. We hugged and had a great dinner out that night. We were like a couple, except for the sex part.
Heather would walk around the house in her little nighties all the time. Either that or her cute white nightshirt, which seemed to get shorter every year. This morning had been no different. I woke up and went to the kitchen and saw Heather standing by the counter in her nightshirt that came just below her cute little buttcheeks. I noticed her smooth long legs immediately and walked up behind her giving her a little kiss on the shoulder saying "Good morning sweetie pie."
That's how it all started. My daughter had just turned 18 a week ago and was getting ready to go to school, she was a senior in high school this year. She is very beautiful with long dark hair and green eyes, nice athletic body with curves in all the right places. Long smooth legs and a perky chest make her a much looked at girl. I even look at her 'in that way' sometimes.
I left my wife a few years back. My daughter had decided to stay with me. We had a close relationship and I treated her like a queen while her mom was always badgering and complaining about this or that. So, much to my ex's dismay, our daughter Heather had told her she would be staying with me. I remember that day and I smile all the time about it. We hugged and had a great dinner out that night. We were like a couple, except for the sex part.
Heather would walk around the house in her little nighties all the time. Either that or her cute white nightshirt, which seemed to get shorter every year. This morning had been no different. I woke up and went to the kitchen and saw Heather standing by the counter in her nightshirt that came just below her cute little buttcheeks. I noticed her smooth long legs immediately and walked up behind her giving her a little kiss on the shoulder saying "Good morning sweetie pie."
