Two Young Gymnasts Part Two - Sex Stories

Two Young Gymnasts Part Two

... fast, but Jake would have sworn that his daughter winked at him. After dinner, Jake cleared the table and stacked the dishwasher while Christine went upstairs to do her homework and Sheila, with a sigh of relief, settled down to concentrate on her work. As he tidied up, Jake thought about the fact that he’d have some hours alone in the house with his daughter the next evening. It would give him time to sort out this new situation. What did she think was involved in a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship? Did she think it was just kissing, holding hands and going out for ice-cream together? Did she have any idea of what he had fantasized of doing with her? How would she feel about him if he went further than kissing? Those questions, as well as a hundred others, raced around his head. As he finished stacking the dishes he realized that he’d have to approach it carefully, but he had a day to think through what to say and do. He sat down and tried to concentrate on the book he was reading but it was difficult. When Christine’s normal bedtime rolled round he told his wife he was going up to tell their daughter to finish whatever and get ready for bed. Sheila complained that he was treating his daughter like a little girl and not letting her grow up and take responsibility for herself. As he walked up the stairs, Jake smiled to himself. Sheila would be horrified if she knew how far he was from treating Christine like a little girl. When he poked his head into Christine’s room he ...

... found that she’d already put on her nightdress and was lying on her tummy on top of the blankets reading a teen magazine. He paused at the door to admire the curve of her butt under the thin cloth of her nightdress. His daughter must have been waiting for him as she rolled over onto her back and smiled at him. “Hi, Dad” she said, “Come and sit down,” She patted the bed next to her. Jake sat down. This close he could swear that he could feel the heat of her body. She wriggled over so that her thigh brushed against his. Jake felt his throat go dry with desire at the touch of her leg against him. He coughed to clear his throat. “Time for a goodnight kiss” he said, scarcely recognizing the voice as his own. With a boldness that surprised him, Christine said “Yes, but a boyfriend’s good night kiss.” She put her arms around his neck to pull him down for a kiss on the lips. Caught off balance, he put one hand down to stop himself from falling on his daughter with all his weight. He felt his hand slip over the bare skin of her thigh, close to her groin, and the tingle raced through his body. While he was very aware of where he’d put his hand, Christine didn’t seem to have noticed. All her energy was in giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. A kiss that lingered longer than the kisses in the car. Jake was lying half across his daughter and he could feel the bulge of her little breast against his chest. That wasn’t the only bulge he was aware of, as his prick was getting aroused by the ...