Dad believed that I should enjoy the summer months, see friends, visit the theme park or water park on a regular basis. Dad was super during this time. As I experienced a change in my body, Dad's shape also changed drastically. No I love you! But other than an inconvenience, I never have spent time thinking about sex to the extent that some of my best girlfriends do. Instantly, concern for my Dad entered my mind. I turned 16 during the spring of my sophomore year, Dad got me a Jeep. He is really hot for a guy in his late 30's. I rose from my bed, following the pale light from the night light, opened my bedroom door quietly.
Dad, financially set in his college teaching job, struggled with guilt. Now, I am not a prude. Had it lifted, nice wheels, rims. I have even rocked my hips back and forth while he lifts. Nobody stuck around for long. My arms gained definition, muscles cutting to show my form. I hope he is looking at my crotch inches from his head. And, I did not want the thrill of looking for a summer job anyways. I swear, many of the ladies he started dating were just out of their teens, early 20s. I was the child. I had no real memory of my Dad's sex life. I squeeze my legs together, feeling my clit, mashing it between my thighs, remembering, longing for when my dad gets back home from work. Dad always came up with the super vacation. So high heeled sandals, short shorts, and a tube top were to be the norm during the summer months. He is really hot for a guy in his late 30's. She worked out, had a frame similar to mine only several inches shorter, hair style matched mine, and was also brown eyed. I froze, my fingers wrapped firmly around the door knob. But other than an inconvenience, I never have spent time thinking about sex to the extent that some of my best girlfriends do. Dad even purchased a second one so we could do our mileage together. I was 11, three weeks shy of my 12th birthday. We had kicked back watching a DVD in our media room. It accented my long, lithe legs. Dad needed my help. I stepped closer to the door. Teaching, he met younger ladies around campus. She missed Christmas, my birthday, dad's birthday. I stand inches from him, my legs parted, and spot his lifting.
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Meeting my dad for the first time
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