Dear Daddy Part 3 - Sex Stories

Dear Daddy Part 3

... dressed changed entirely. She embraced her innate sexuality and started showing off more of her body. It forced Jim and me to accept that our youngest daughter was now a woman. She began wearing very provocative clothes that flaunted her body. It seemed like her wardrobe consisted of an endless supply of booty shorts, tight dresses, tube tops, and the tiniest bikinis she could find. It surprised me how much Morgan liked showing off her body, but I respected that she embraced her sexuality in a way I never could at her age.

Miriam was different. Don't get me wrong; she was also extraordinarily sexy but in a very distinct way. Miriam had a quiet confidence that belied her physical beauty. When you looked at her, you were instantly overwhelmed by her angelic looks but also her stunning intellect. You could tell by just looking at her that a lot was going on behind her dazzling blue eyes. Miriam always reminded me of a woman from another time. She was witty, incisive, whip-smart, yet held herself with poise and compassion. Don't get me wrong, when she went out with her friends, she dressed as slutty as any other woman in her twenties, but even when dressed like that, there was always a look in her eyes that made you realize you were in the presence of someone different from the rest of the pack. In many ways, I was in awe of her and felt lucky to have raised such an incredible woman.

Despite my appreciation for my daughters, I still couldn't understand how my husband, their ...

... father, could fuck them. It didn't help that I was stuck in meetings all day and had no space to process these revelations. As my meeting dragged on, my mind drifted away from the spreadsheets laid out before me. Images of my husband shirtless in the garden started to form in my mind. He looked good there, showing off his sweaty muscular body.

Thoughts of my husband were soon replaced by memories of our daughters lying out in their bikinis last summer. It was common for my girls to come by on the weekends during the summer to make use of our pool. Jim and I always loved spending time with our daughters, so we welcomed them coming by as much as they wanted.

I couldn't stop picturing Morgan lying out in her tiny red teardrop bikini. The first time Jim saw her in it, he almost blew a gasket, but I convinced him just to let her be. Now, the vision of her ascending from the pool, her hair dripping wet, and her bikini clinging tightly to her toned body left my mouth watering. I couldn't stop wondering if she had been putting a show on for her father and me this whole time. Was Morgan slowly seducing us for years? I pushed those thoughts out of my head and tried to focus on the presentation in front of me.

It was late in the day when our meeting wrapped up. My clients were thrilled with our quarterly earnings and wanted to take me out to celebrate. I graciously accepted going to dinner with them despite wanting to return to my hotel to spend some time with myself.

While ...