Under the bleachers - Sex Stories

Under the bleachers

... again before she made her way to the shower, wearing nothing more than a bra and pair of panties, more fuel for her father's imagination. ------------------------------------------- They were awkward around each other on the ride to school. Jamie was confused about what was happening between her and her dad. She knew she should have been dismayed by her father listening in on her, but she wasn't in the slightest. In fact, she had a familiar feeling that caused her to fidget in her first few classes. And her father was understandably preoccupied with thoughts of Jamie while he got through his morning. He had set out to stop Jamie misbehaving in school and found himself wanting to serve up his own kind of detention to his daughter. Such were the prevailing thoughts as Jamie stepped swiftly into his office and shut the door behind her. "What is it baby?" he questioned her as Jamie leaned heavily against the door. Despite the morning's activities she was now more aroused than any day she could remember. "Dad... I had to come in here..." she looked worried, "I was starting to feel that way again and I did what you told me to do and came right to you." "Sit down honey," Bill told her, "let's try and distract you." And try as he did to distract his daughter from her predicament, she was still visibly aroused after over five minutes of talking. "Do you think I could... do it here daddy?" "Do what Jamie... wait you mean... no... not here..." He couldn't fathom allowing Jamie to ...

... finger herself in his own office, and where was he to go while she did? "But daddy... I promise I'll be quiet, you won't even know I'm here." Once again with the puppy dog look in her eyes Bill's resolve was quickly shaken. "I don't know Jamie..." "It's okay dad, if you just grade your papers I'll be so quiet." Bill didn't know why, but he kept quiet and glanced down at his desk. While he shuffled papers he could hear his daughter adjust herself in his chair. At first she was quiet, and he even attempted to resist looking in her direction, using his computer screen to conceal the view. But when he heard Jamie panting his eyes were drawn in her direction. She was sprawled across his chair, head thrown back and hand down between her legs. She looked so beautiful, and her breathing was causing a stirring in his pants. She wasn't being quite as quiet as she promised, but he was anything but upset with her. Jamie was the embodiment of youth and sexuality as she nudged herself closer to orgasm. She had pushed her tight pants and panties both down her legs so her naked bottom was visible to him. If he were a younger man, one of her classmates perhaps, he would have liked to join her. He would have grabbed at the painted-on pair of khaki pants and tugged them over her skinny ankles. He would have turned her sharply toward him, so her hips hung just over the edge of the chair before he... Bill was staring at his daughter, and it was too late before she noticed. He watched her abdomen begin ...