Sheila's Story - Sex Stories

Sheila's Story

... off. "What are you girls drinking?"

Drinking with my father was going to be a new experience. Luckily, my friends and I were already on our way to being completely blitzed. For the next two hours, I watched as Megan and Mary grilled my dad with questions as they flirted with him. I was watching and listening, not knowing how to feel about both of my friends competing to seduce my dad. Finally, the bartender announced, "Last call!" It was already twelve-thirty in the morning, and the bar closed at one.

To the dismay of Megan and Mary, my dad and I waited with them for their Uber. Once they got in, we started our ten-minute trudge to my dad's apartment. We both were stumbling and laughing the whole way home. Fortunately, I wasn't feeling sick like I typically do when I am this intoxicated. When we got into the apartment, I plopped down on the chair, and my dad went into the bathroom to change. I played with the remote, looking for something to watch, stopping at a movie that I never heard of. The information led me to believe it was a love movie. Why not? I thought.

My dad exited the bathroom wearing his typical sweat shorts and tank top. Looking at him... All I could think about was how my friends were drooling over him. I noticed how attractive he was for the first time in my life. I got why my friends were openly ogling at him. Thank God, they didn't see him in his shorts and tank top. I quickly told him, "Dad, I'm grabbing one of your t-shirts to throw on." I ...

... walked past him towards the bathroom. I wanted out of these clothes, especially this bra. The relief I felt was freedom once I undid the clasp. I stripped down to my panties, thinking, 'Thank God for thongs.' Pulling my dad's gigantic t-shirt over my body. It resembled an oversized dress on me. It went down to my knees, and I could fit three of me in his shirt and still have room.

When I returned to the living area, my dad was in bed and under the blankets. I asked, "So, I get the chair now?"

Surprisingly, my dad told me, "No, come lay with me, and we'll watch whatever you have on the TV." He lifted the blankets, coaxing me into the bed, saying, "Movie night, remember? We can snuggle."

"Great ending to a great birthday," I said as I hurried into the bed. I got under the covers as my dad pulled the blankets over me. I pushed the back of my body into him as I got comfortable. I told him, "Dad, I'm cold. If I make you uncomfortable, please let me know. You are always so warm."

"You are good, baby. I'm nice and comfortable. Let's watch the movie you picked out." He said as he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me in closer to his body. Dad assured me, "I'll keep you warm."

At that moment, I was completely happy. I was also glad that I wasn't feeling sick, considering how intoxicated I was. We lay there, watching this movie, when suddenly the main male and female characters were nude and making love. I have never watched a movie like this with my dad. I suddenly ...