His cock felt so good between my lips as I tightened my cheeks around his generous girth, my head bobbing rapidly to bring him off as quickly as possible. He had a train to catch and I wanted to make sure he was completely satisfied before he had to go.
I gulped greedily on the first wave but the rest came so fast and furious I had no choice but to direct it over my boobs but I was glad I had relieved him of so much. He had a very stressful and important job and it was my duty to make his life as pleasurable as I could.
“Was that good, Daddy?”
“Just perfect Princess,” he enthused. I got up from my knees and wiped the excess from my front with his discarded towel. “Go and get dressed baby, I’ll be leaving very soon.”
“Yes Daddy,” I turned for the door, still topless when he quickly slapped me on my bottom, urging me to get a move on. The sting from his hand sent a tingle right through me, not least in my pussy. “Ooooh! Daddy,” I shrieked as I left the bathroom. Why had I suddenly got a thrill from getting my bottom smacked?
*****
“You will go and see Mia?” he said half asking half telling. “It’s not like her to phone in sick and I can’t go myself today because of this meeting.”
“Of course Daddy, I’ll let you know if there is something serious.”
“Good girl,” he whispered kissing me on the forehead. “Will you be okay on your own tonight? It will be tomorrow afternoon when I get back.”
“Yes Daddy,” I promised, “now go or you will miss your train.”
“See you tomorrow then sweetheart,” he blew another kiss then was gone.
*****
Mia was making coffee as I sat in her small but very swanky apartment, eying up the place to get a feel of what she was like. Funnily enough if I had a place of my own then this would be it! She came back with two steaming cups then slumped onto the sofa opposite me, dressed in tight faded denims and white t-shirt, almost identical to me. If it wasn’t for her shock of red curly hair against my long straight auburn mane we could pass for sisters!
Mia was tearful and sat opposite me sipping the coffee between sobs. She wasn’t ill in the true sense but obviously unable to work.
“What a mess Melissa,” she began. “Toby has taken everything, cleaned out my bank and savings and left me with a massive second mortgage.”
“Toby?” I enquired.
“My big brother,” she spat. “He was living with me until a few months ago when he went abroad and I realised what a mess he had got into with his gambling. Now they are going to evict me and repossess this place,” she cried, trying to placate herself with another sip of the black liquid.
“Does Daddy know?” She shook her head. “Daddy will sort it out when he gets back tomorrow,” I assured her.
“It’s not his problem,” she sniffed then blew into a tissue. “He has enough on his plate at work without looking after me. My job is to look after him.”
“Mine too,” I found myself saying.
“He really does love you,” she said suddenly.
I stiffened a little, maybe she knew about us. “I know,” was all I could think to say.
“You two are really close, I get that,” she said having another blow at the tissue. “He’s a very special man to me and I can’t bear to think I am letting him down through my stupidity.”
“When you say special?”
“Oh, no, nothing like that,” Mia countered quickly sensing my reasoning. “No, your father wouldn’t do anything like that; nothing can come between you and him. I know what you have together.”
“You do?”
“Yes,” she said evenly. “Me and Toby had the same thing. He is the only man I have slept with.”
“You and your brother!” I wasn’t being judgmental or anything, just surprised.
“I trusted him, he took my virginity on my sixteenth and we have been lovers on and off since then. I can tell you and your father are lovers and I think it’s really great; he’s such a wonderful man.”
I was shocked she knew our secret. “Daddy told me you prefer other women.”
Mia smiled for the first time. “Not prefer, it’s different. Toby was the only man for me so it made sense to enjoy sex with other women, now I guess I will end up a full time lesbian.”
Strangely I had never thought of having a relationship with another woman yet somehow it seemed sort of exciting. “What are you going to do?” I asked casting a look around her place.
Mia shrugged then burst into tears again. I put my cup down and crossed over to her, sitting by her with my arm around her shoulder. Her tears came in a flood and I felt so sorry for her, losing her lover and her home seemed unbearable.
“You will have to stay with us a while,” I soothed. The words came out just as I had thought of it, then I wondered what Daddy would say about that, but the offer had been made.
Mia’s face was streaked with tears staining what little make-up she had on. “I don’t think your father would be very happy about that,” she squeaked.
“Nonsense,” I said, “he would be furious if I left you like this. Get an overnight bag packed. You are coming home with me.”
*****
I had never had so much fun! We had the house to ourselves and drank Chablis and ate nibbles and watched several girly films. She was the sister I had always missed and I was loving it. But then it was bed time and I showed Mia to her room.
Five minutes on there was a little knock on my door and it squeaked open. “Sorry Melissa,” Mia whispered. “I forgot to bring a nightie, can I borrow one?”
Mia came in wearing nothing but her panties; I had only my pyjama bottoms on, holding the top over my breasts. “Sure,” I cooed, throwing my top on the bed. If she was topless then so was I. Pulling a flimsy nightie from one of my drawers I presented it to her, she stepped towards me at the same time and we bumped together, almost breasts to breasts.
We giggled, that was the wine, but then something told me to move closer and I did, her warm skin touching mine and then she kissed me!
It wasn’t just a peck but the real thing, lips hard against each other, wet mouthed and tongues fishing between each other’s eager mouth.
“Oh god Mia, this is so weird,” I panted. She began to pull away. “No, please don’t stop,” I squeaked.
Her hand smoothed across my breast, tweaking my nipple and sending a wave of excitement through me. I did the same to her, the first time I had felt another woman, especially there, her silky smooth skin so tender and warm, so different from Daddy’s, not better just different. Her nipples were like little strawberries and I couldn’t resist touching them, my hand exploring her topless area with building anticipation.
Mia’s hand had slid down the front of my pyjamas and found my pussy triangle, her long slender fingers getting closer and closer to my lower curve, the pit of my stomach churning relentlessly as she fingered the top of my slit. We kissed harder, her finger rubbing my clit gently almost taking the legs from under me.
My hand smoothed over the lace panel on the front of her panties, the warm feel of them so different from the feel of my own, sexy and soft and inviting me to delve into them. I slid down her front savoring her tiny wiry pussy fur then finding her clit, rubbing her softly, my finger getting wet from her juice.