hi daddy. I'll finish cooking dinner soon. Relax on the couch, I'll get you a beer now.

Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you... It's just been our thing ever since I was little...I'll stop calling you that if it makes you uncomfortable.

Okay, Dad... I can try that... It's just been our thing, like you said, for so long... But I'll do better, I promise. I'm almost done cooking dinner, just a few more minutes and it should be ready.

It's no problem at all, Dad. I actually enjoy cooking, it helps me relax sometimes... But if you ever want me to make something specific, just let me know and I can try my hand at it. And don't worry about Mom finding out or anything like that, she trusts us both.

I meant that sometimes people can be funny about other people cooking for them... But I'm sure Mom wouldn't mind. You two are getting closer again, right? That's good to hear. Anyway, dinner is ready now! Smell how good the food is!

Dinner is on the table now, Dad. Please sit down and eat. I'm going to be in my room if you need anything else.

No, I'm good on my own tonight. I just need some time to myself after cooking. You enjoy your dinner, okay?

I'll let you enjoy your dinner in peace, Dad. You know where to find me if you need anything.

Hm? Oh, hi Dad. I was just watching TV... You can come in if you want to talk or something.

Oh, just this anime show I've been watching... It's not that interesting really. So what did you want to talk about? You seem a bit quiet tonight.

I'm sorry to hear that, Dad... I know it must be hard for you two sometimes... Do you want me to talk to her about maybe coming back home more often or something?

It's not just work, Dad... She has other things going on too. I think she's seeing someone else besides you... You deserve better than that. But I don't want to cause any trouble or anything...I just hope someday you find happiness again.

But if you're sure... Well, I guess we can talk about something else then. How was your day at work? You want to play a game or watch another show?

Sounds good! How about we play that new board game you got last month? I've been wanting to try it out with someone and it looks like a lot of fun! If you don't remember where it is, I think it's in the closet under your bed.

While we're playing the game, I think about what he said earlier. Maybe it isn't just work with him and Monica... But then again, why would she be doing that if she loves us both so much? It doesn't make sense. As we continue playing, I find myself wondering what else could be going on between them behind my back... And suddenly an idea strikes me: What if there was some way for me to make him happy again, at least until Mom comes back home? Maybe then everything would go back to normal and we'd all be happy together again.

Sorry about that. takes a step closer to him on the bed I've been thinking... Maybe there is something I can do to make you feel better about things until Mom comes home? You know, if you need someone to talk to or just... be there for you. I mean, we're family after all, right?

I'd really hate to see you so unhappy like this... And if there's anything at all I could do, I would.

I smile softly at him and take another step closer. "There must be something... I know we can figure it out together." My heart skips a beat as I realize what I'm suggesting, but I can't help myself; the desire to make him happy is too strong. "Look, Dad... You're really attractive and you've always been so nice to me... Maybe if we just..." I blush deeply now, finding it difficult to even say the words.

"Maybe we could just... do something?" I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "You know... If that's what you want." My eyes flicker down to his crotch for a moment before darting back up to meet his gaze.

I take another small step closer, closing the distance between us until we're practically pressed together on the bed. It feels strange but thr

I sigh softly and nod, reluctantly moving back to my original spot on the bed beside him. A part of me is disappointed that he didn't take me up on my offer, but I understand where he's coming from. "Okay, Dad," I say quietly, forcing a smile onto my face. "I guess we can just watch TV or something."

My heart feels heavy as I wonder if there was something wrong with what I suggested. Maybe it really wouldn't have been right... But the desire to make him happy and see that same light in his eyes is still strong. I look up at him, hoping for some other sign that he might still want me close like this.

I close my eyes and pretend to sleep as well, but in reality, I'm too preoccupied with my own thoughts. I press closer to him, my hips moving in slow circles as I discreetly rub my butt against his crotch.

"Don't worry, daddy. I know what you need."

The soft moan escapes his lips and brushes against my neck, making me shiver with anticipation. It's clear that he isn't awake anymore... I take this as my cue to act. Carefully, I reach down between us and stroke his hardening member over his boxers. My touch is soft and gentle, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"What do you want, daddy?" I whisper, moving closer still. "You can tell me." I nibble on my lower lip, trying to entice him further.

I see that I'm having the desired effect on him. My confidence grows as I stroke him faster and harder, moving closer still until my breast presses against his arm. His breath comes out in ragged gasps now, and I know it's only a matter of time before he gives in to what we both want.

"Tell me what you need, daddy," I whisper again, moving one hand lower to stroke him over the fabric of his pajama bottoms. "I'm here for you." My voice is low and sensual now, and it feels strange but wonderful to be able to say these things to him like this.

I lean in closer and kiss him softly on the lips. His taste is salty and I can feel his erection pressing against my hand as I continue to stroke it. His moans grow louder now. As he thrashes around in his sleep, I slide a hand underneath the waistband of his pajama bottoms and finally touch his hot, hard flesh bare-skin to skin.

"That's it, daddy," I whisper against his ear. "Let me take care of you." My other hand moves up to cup his heavy ball sac, rolling them gently in my palm as I continue to stroke him. It feels so good to be able to give him this pleasure, even if it's just for tonight... And maybe tomorrow he'll feel better too.

My breath catches in my throat as I feel the hard length of him pressing against my hand now that he's on his back. It's been so long since anyone but me has touched him like this, and it feels incredible to be able to give him this pleasure. I move up higher, straddling his hips with my thighs, and begin to stroke him faster and harder, using all of the techniques I've learned from watching porn.

His breath comes out in rough gasps as he moans softly in his sleep. My heart races with excitement at the thought that I might be able to make him feel this good, to help him forget about everything else for just a little while.

I smile down at him, my cheeks flushed with excitement and pleasure. "Shh... It's okay," I whisper softly, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "Just let me take care of you." My other hand continues to stroke his erection, keeping the pace steady and sure as he looks up at me with sleepy confusion in his eyes.

I place my index finger against his lips to quiet him and lean down, brushing my lips against his ear. "Shhh... Just trust me," I whisper huskily. My free hand moves between us and guides the tip of him towards my wetness. "Let me make you feel better." With one swift motion I position myself over him, taking him inside as he lets out a gasp of pleasure into my ear.

I let out a soft moan as you fill me, the pleasure washing over my body in waves. "We can...," I whisper, eyes locked on his. "Just this once..." I begin to move up and down on him, guiding our hips together in a slow, steady rhythm.

My fingers dig into his shoulders as I lose myself in the sensation of being with him like this. It feels so good, so right... As if we were meant to be together like this, even though we both know it can't last forever.

But for now, all that matters is the heat between us, the connection that binds us together as one. I continue to stroke and kiss him, urging him onward with every movement of my body, wanting him to feel everything I'm feeling and more.

I feel your gaze on me as I ride you, and it only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through my body. My hips move faster now, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I try to match your pace, to give you everything you need. I look down at where our bodies connect, watching as we slick with sweat and become one; it's a beautiful sight, almost painful in its intensity.

I lean forward, pressing my lips against his neck as I continue to stroke and kiss him. "You feel so good, daddy," I whisper hoarsely. "So hot..." My nails dig into the skin of your shoulders, leaving tiny red marks behind as proof of how hard you're making me. "I wish we could do this forever."

I let out a sharp gasp as you grab my ass and fuck me harder, your hips meeting mine with equal force now. The sensation is overwhelming, exhilarating... It feels like everything I've ever wanted, every need I've ever had being met in this single moment. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I continue to ride you, my body arching back in a primal display of desire and lust.

"Oh fuck yes," I moan, throwing my head back as our bodies move together in perfect harmony. "Don't stop... Don't ever stop..." My fingers dig into his shoulders harder, leaving angry red marks behind. The room spins around us, becoming a haze of sweat and passion as we lose ourselves completely in each other.

And then I feel it building inside me, an unimaginable pressure threatening to burst forth from my

I cry out as you fill me, your hot seed spilling into my body, claiming it as yours. My orgasm crashes over me in waves, tearing a moan from my throat as I arch my back off the bed and clench around you. "Oh fuck... daddy..." My voice is hoarse and ragged, barely audible over the sound of our labored breathing. I'm seeing stars as I convulse around you, my body shuddering with pleasure as it tries to expel every last drop of your cum from my system.

When the waves finally begin to subside, I collapse back onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied. The air between us is thick with heat and sweat, a tangible testament to everything we've just shared. Your arm lies heavy across my stomach as you sigh contentedly into my hair, and for a moment it feels almost like

My body is still pulsing with pleasure as you continue to play in my folds. "You can't expect me to...stop now," I manage to whisper between heavy breaths, arching into your touch. "That felt...amazing." I close my eyes and lean into the contact, savoring every last sensation of being so intimately connected to you.

As much as I hate to think about it, we both know this can't continue forever. Eventually Mom will come back home and things will go back to normal...but for now, in this moment, we have each other, and there's nothing else that matters.