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  She froze as she watched him just standing there, peeking in, his hand in his pants pocket and noticeably rubbing against his crotch. A shock cracked through her like a quick bolt of lightning, followed by a split second of anger. The anger quickly mixed with a shot of excitement however, much to her surprise, then all of a sudden started feeling about a dozen different feelings and emotions all at once... Some good, some bad, some overwhelming, and some downright confusing. She was starting to feel almost dizzy from all the thoughts and emotions swirling through her head.

  Adam took a step back from Paige's door, then another one. Brenda quickly took a couple of steps back from her door, then slithered quickly back into bed, anticipating Adam walking in any second.

  Adam opened the door and saw his wife sitting up in the bed, book in hand, none the wiser that his wife was spying on him spying on his daughter just seconds earlier.

  “Oh, you're still awake,” he said nonchalantly.

  “I thought I heard you coming up a little while ago,” Brenda replied, trying to sound as equally nonchalant.

  “I did. I thought I heard something in Paige's room, and peeked in to check it out”

  Well, at least he was being partially honest, Brenda thought as he stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed.

  “Is everything okay?” she asked, setting the book down on the nightstand and positioning herself onto her side to face him.

  “Yeah. She must have been having a dream or something.”

  Brenda looked at him, half tempted to press him on the issue. Adam looked up at her, and Brenda could see the desire still lingering somewhat in his eyes. As much as Brenda wanted to coax more out of him concerning what he saw, there was a burning in her own gut that she wanted to satisfy. She leaned in to lightly kiss her husband, letting her hand wander down his chest and over the bulge in his boxers.

  “Hmmm, feels like somebody's in a mood,” she said, trying to sound seductive, but she could tell a slight tinge of suspicion was bleeding through.

  “Why wouldn't I be in a mood, laying next to such a beautiful and sexy woman?”

  A part of her was a tad irate that he wasn't quite telling her the whole truth of why he was excited, but she appreciated his effort in sincerely wanting to make her feel desired, which she did. Even after being married for twenty years, their sex life was still good, in fact quite wonderful. She knew he still found her desirable, and it wouldn't be the first time he ever got turned on by someone else and directed that arousal toward her. In fact, more often than not it turned her on as well. The fact that his arousal was brought on by their daughter, however, was a different matter. She found herself wanting to squelch it, then again she didn't.

  Trying to push all the negative aspects in her mind aside, she succumbed to the part of her that wanted to be made love to, the part that wanted to feel her husband's hard cock inside of her. She slipped her nightgown over her head and laid down, allowing her husband to position himself on top of her and slide his cock in. He tenderly made love to his wife not only with his cock, but with his hands and his lips as well, touching her and kissing her in all the ways he knew she wanted to be touched and kissed.

  Brenda knew that it was his daughter he was thinking of as she felt his cock unleash his cum deep into her pussy. Fine, she thought to herself. Let him. Almost in retaliation, she allowed herself to think about her own father as he fucked her. A thought which resulted in a much more explosive orgasm than she was expecting.

  Chapter Three

  The following night, Adam had a ton of work he needed to get done on the computer. By the time he was done, he realized that his wife had been in bed almost two hours by then. Surely she was asleep by that time. He walked softly up the stairs, slowly treading by Paige's door, again hearing soft moans coming from inside her room. Her door was open just a crack again.

  Peeking in, he once again saw his daughter laying on her bed, her hand manipulating her pussy underneath her panties. Her other hand was massaging her breast, only this time she was without her t-shirt, giving him a clear view of her breasts. He felt excitement start to well up inside his stomach, his cock starting to swell in reaction to the sight.

  He stepped lightly over to his bedroom door, slowly and quietly prying it open enough to see that his wife was indeed fast asleep on their bed. He tiptoed back to Paige's door, rubbing lightly against the bulge in his pants as he stood and watched.

  For a couple of moments Paige was unaware of his presence, wrapped up in her own pleasure, spurred on by thoughts of her father watching her. Eventually she opened her eyes just wide enough to see his partial figure in the crack of the doorway. She closed her eyes again immediately, the orgasm resulting from the realization that her father was indeed watching her so powerful that she involuntarily lifted her ass from the bed a couple of inches. She tried not to let on that she knew he was standing there for fear that the realization would cause him to quickly walk away.

  She lowered the hand that was on her breast down to her clit, rubbing it in furious circles as she dug the fingers of her other hand deep into her pussy, giving her father a marvelous view of his daughter treating her pussy with both hands. Paige coaxed her orgasms along as long as she could, trying to make the waves of pleasure linger, until they finally subsided and she laid there panting softly, her hands now resting still upon her quivering mound.

  Paige cracked her eyelids open just enough to see her father still lingering at the doorway, his hand still rubbing against the bulge in his pants, and she desperately wished he would take it out and let her see him stroke it. Instead, sensing that she had adequately relieved herself, he backed away quietly from the door.

  Adam considered heading back down to the downstairs bathroom to relieve his erection, but was unsure if he would be able to handle the guilt of such an act. This time around his wife would not be waiting up for him in bed to alleviate his excitement through an impromptu lovemaking session. He mentally tried to slap himself back to reality as he made his way back to his bedroom, stripping down to his boxers and slipping carefully under the covers, facing away from his wife to lessen any chance that she would nestle next to him and discover his still rigid cock. He tried to make thoughts of job duties diminish his arousal, but still felt a tingling linger in his semi-hard cock as he drifted off to sleep.

  Paige succeeded in satiating the desire in her still quivering pussy, but the thrill tingling her stomach and swirling through her mind still consumed her as she covered up and positioned herself onto her side. She tried to take in the exhilarating reality that her long-held fantasy of her father watching her masturbate had finally come true. Not quite openly, but her father's eyes were upon her as she not only masturbated, but had brought herself to orgasm.

  The thrill only made her hunger for more.

  Chapter Four

  The following night, Adam used the ruse of having more work to do again in order to put off going to bed when his wife did. He played around on the computer for about an hour or so, checking out news sites and articles, figuring that would have been enough time for Brenda to fall asleep.

  He crept up to Paige's door, peeking through the crack to see her once again engaged in another round of self-pleasuring. Only this time not even wearing any panties, her totally nude body on display on her bed. From the breathless gasps emanating from Paige's lips, it looked like she had been at it for a while.

  Not bothering to check this time to see if Brenda was indeed asleep, he watched his daughter's slender frame twitch and convulse in response to her probing hands on her pussy and breasts.

  Paige's eyes opened and met her father's gaze, startling him. To his surprise, she kept pleasuring herself, not stopping or attempting to cover herself in shock or embarrassment. In fact, she pushed her fingers even deeper into her wet pussy in response, causing her back to arch in orgasmic delight. Adam almost stepped back and away on instinct, but managed to stop himself, keeping his eyes fixed on
her, although he did pull his hand away from his crotch.

  As Paige's body relaxed a bit from the subsiding orgasm, she looked up at him and smiled in delight.

  “Do you want to watch me, Daddy?” she asked in a high-toned voice, sounding more like a little girl rather than the fully developed woman she was. “It's okay, Daddy, I'll let you watch me if you want to.”

  Adam found himself dumbfounded by his daughter's response, for a second unable to move as he pondered the situation he found himself in. He glanced for a second over at his bedroom door before opening Paige's door just enough for him to slip inside, his mind reeling with the reality that he was actually standing in his daughter's room about to openly watch her masturbate.

  A look of joyous delight spread across Paige's face, almost like she was about to squeal. The scenario that had caused her to orgasm fiercely time and time again was finally an erotic reality.

  “Are you sure this is Okay?” Adam asked cautiously, still trying to take in the unbelievable situation himself.

  “Oh, yes Daddy!” Paige replied with fervent enthusiasm. “I want you to watch me please myself. I want you to watch me cum. Do you want to watch me cum, Daddy?”

  “Yes, sweetheart,” Adam said softly as he sat down in the chair in front of Paige's desk. “I'd like that very much.”

  Paige looked longingly at her father as she brought both hands down to her moist pussy, probing her fingers into her folds with one hand while using the other to rub against the her engorged clit, letting the sensations consume her body as she focused on her father's eyes gazing at her as if he was hypnotized.

  “Ohh, watch me Daddy!” she said softly as her fingers started thrusting into her faster. “I'm so close, Daddy! Ohhh, watch me cum, Daddy! Watch me cum!”

  Although he wasn't touching it, Adam could feel his cock twitch as he watched his daughter's body clench in pleasure, causing a slight spurt of pre-cum to escape out of the opening of his cock, still well concealed in his pants, and he felt the wetness of it inside his boxers. He didn't dare even try to touch it for fear that it would explode completely if he did. He watched his daughter's body go limp as her orgasm subsided, then she threw her arms over her head, giving him a full, unobstructed view of her nakedness, her breaths escaping out of her mouth in ragged gasps. Her eyes shined gleefully at him as she smiled in satisfaction.

  “Did you like that, Daddy?”

  “Very much so,” he replied, not having any idea what an appropriate response to her would be. Or if there even was one. “That was so sensuous and beautiful, sweetheart, I'm glad you shared it with me.”

  She smiled like a little girl who just got praised for getting a good grade on her report card. Adam got up from the chair and walked over to her, kissing his naked daughter lovingly on the forehead and lightly stroking her hair. Paige glanced for a second at the bulge still prominent in his pants before looking back up at him.

  “You should try and get some sleep now,” Adam told her. “You have classes tomorrow.”

  “Okay, Daddy,” she whispered as she pulled the covers over her naked body.

  Adam reached over and flipped her lamp off before walking out of the room and closing the door, leaving it open just a crack. He walked into his dark bedroom, noticing his wife asleep and turned away from his side of the bed. He quietly stripped down completely, wiping the lingering pre-cum off the tip of his cock with his already damp boxers and then carefully opened his dresser drawer for a new pair. He slipped the boxers slowly over his still semi-rigid cock and slipped into bed, trying not to stir his wife.

  Brenda opened her eyes as she felt Adam settle in. Awake the whole time, she saw what all happened. She watched from her partially opened bedroom door as her husband entered their daughter's room, and she peeked in to see him sitting at the desk chair watching their daughter masturbate. She knew he was still aroused, and a part of her wanted to satisfy that arousal, as well as her own. But she didn't want to let on that she was aware of what took place.

  At least not yet.

  Chapter Five

  Adam actually did have quite a bit of work he needed to get done on the computer the next night, partially due to the fact that he had an extremely difficult time concentrating during the day because of the thoughts running through his mind of watching his daughter masturbate the night before. He actually did plan on trying to get everything done in time to pay some intimate attention to his wife before they went to sleep, but his workload kept him up till almost two hours after Brenda had gone up to bed.

  He tiptoed up the stairs and surprisingly noticed that Paige's light was still on, showing through the slight crack in her door. His pulse quickened a bit as he peeked in, seeing Paige laying in her bed underneath her blanket, her breasts bare and exposed, and her hand obviously rubbing up and down her pussy underneath the blanket.

  “Hi, Daddy!” she chirped quietly as she saw him standing in the partially opened doorway.

  “What are you still doing awake? It's very late,” he said as he poked his head in.

  “I was hoping you would come in and kiss me goodnight before you went to bed,” she said as her hand continued to manipulate her pussy underneath the blanket.

  “I'm thinking that's not quite all you were hoping for,” he said sarcastically as he slid all the way into the room.

  A slight giggle escaped from Paige's delighted smile. “Would you like to watch me again tonight, Daddy?”

  “I should probably just let you go to sleep. It really is very late.”

  “I don't think I can sleep until I make myself cum one more time, Daddy,” Paige responded flirtatiously, causing Adam's cock to stiffen uncontrollably. “You can leave if you want to, but I'm gonna lay here and make myself cum either way.”

  Adam stood pondering for a second before walking over to sit in the desk chair. Paige smiled broadly as she pulled back the blanket to reveal that she was completely naked. As her father settled into the chair, she brought both hands down to her wet pussy and penetrated the folds with one hand, circling her clit with the other as she had done the night before.

  Adam again watched mesmerized as his daughter pleasured herself, her body clinching and trembling in response to her self-stimulation. Adam made the bold move of lightly rubbing his cock through his pants as he watched her this time. Paige's body immediately clenched in orgasm as she gazed on the sight of her father's hand on his crotch. She fervently wanted to ask him to take it out and start stroking it openly so she could she it, but sensed that her father would consider that going too far. No matter, just knowing he was looking at her and knowing that he was sexually excited by her was enough to consume her body in orgasmic ecstasy.

  As much as Adam wanted to relieve himself right there in his pants, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. The resulting mess would not only be an embarrassment to him in front of his daughter, but difficult to explain to his wife, who would surely come across the evidence at some point.

  His crotch still bulging, Adam got up and walked over to his daughter, kissing her lightly on the forehead, causing her to moan softly as she closed her eyes, her breath still slightly heavy as as her orgasms were still subsiding.

  In an attempt to muster up a stern, fatherly voice, Adam told his daughter to get some sleep as he walked away and stepped out into the hallway. Standing outside the door, he was face with two choices, to go back downstairs to the bathroom and attempt to quickly relieve his erection, or go on to bed and try to 'will' it away with mundane thoughts as he did the night before.

  He chose the latter, partly because he figured that Paige would know what he was going back downstairs for, and partly because he rather enjoyed being sexually stimulated with thoughts of his daughter. As frustrating as it was, he also enjoyed the lingering tingle of being turn on by her. Actually masturbating to the thought might also just bring about a slight sense of guilt afterward. Given one or the other, he would rather feel the tingles of titillation
over the pangs of guilt.

  Again Brenda laid there in the bed with her eyes open, facing toward the wall, as she felt her husband settle in. She had again spied on the event that took place between Adam and Paige in their daughter's bedroom, sneaking back into her bed before Adam emerged back out into the hallway.

  “Why don't you just fuck her and get it over with,” Brenda blurted out, frustration evident in her voice.

  His hopes dashed of his wife being fast asleep, Adam rolled onto his back and let out a low sigh, realizing he had been caught. The question of what to do concerning his erection was now a moot point, as he felt the blood quickly empty from it, rendering it fully deflated.

  “How much did you see?” he asked, trying to brace himself for the worst.

  “Pretty much everything,” she replied, not moving, still facing away from him.

  “It was just...” Adam started to offer an explanation, quickly realizing that no explanation would be adequate. He sat up on the edge of the bed, pondering how to handle the situation. “Look, I'll just go down and sleep on the couch tonight. In the morning we can discuss what you want to do.”

  He stood up and grabbed his robe, taking a couple of steps toward the door.

  “Wait,” Brenda said, almost in a pleading tone, rolling over to face him. “I shouldn't have blurted out what I did, I'm sorry.”

  Adam whipped around to look at her, almost in shock that she was the one apologizing after what she just witnessed him doing.

  “You're apologizing to me??” he finally said.

  “I'm apologizing for blurting out something so crude. It was uncalled for and the wrong way to handle the situation. For the first time, I think in...years...I actually sounded like my mother. Which is the one thing I absolutely don't want to do.”