Being naughty

Being naughty

I had married young and we had a little girl. My wife and I loved to party and had loads of friends that loved the same thing. We would get drunk and smoke weed at parties when we could get Mom to look after our kid. Well after returning from my work one day I found the note.

Dear John. I need to explore my inner self. By. Love Shelly.

Months went by without any contact. I had heard rumors that she had hooked up with a big black ‘read BBC’ guy from a band and was interstate somewhere. I got in contact with all the right people and now have full custody.

At 10 she missed her Mom terribly. She would sit in my lap and cry until she fell asleep. My mom was very good and helped a lot. She loved being a grandmother and spoiled her a constantly, taking her during the day and sometimes when I had a date, overnight.

Life moves on and it did for us. We went through puberty. I showed her how to use a shaver on her legs. She showed me how to go about the fitting for a bra. I noticed guys checking her out. She went on the pill.

Four years after her Mom left I bumped into an old girlfriend. Donna and I had met when I was still in high school I was a Senior and she was the little girl that lived across the street me. We fell in love with and went steady, then became engaged and she moved in to my apartment with us.

The age gap for us was 10 years but only 9 years between my daughter and her. At 14 Mandy thought she was all grown up would hold my left hand while Donna held my right on dates. This became the norm and we did everything together. Well nearly everything. Donna of cause shared my bed and Mandy didn’t really want to share her Daddy and made all manner of excuses to interrupt us at the wrong time or she would come running in and jump on the bed when she was scared of the Boogy man.

Every morning she would bring some coffee in for us and sit cross legged on the end of the bed. We would sit up and have our coffee and chat. I could see everything she had on offer. Her tight panties were stretched across her pussy mound and pubic hairs were poking out around the edges. This happened nearly every morning and I got hard every time.

When I got a hard on, and tried to hide it at the start. Then Donna started grabbing my shaft and wanking it or holding it upright tenting the sheet and bringing everyone’s eyes to my bulge under the sheet. The girls giggled and Mandy said, “Your naughty Daddy. I know what that is.” and she poked it with a finger. Donna and me would kiss and cuddle and Mandy would stay and watch until I couldn’t stand it any longer and would seemed to spoon behind Donna when I was in fact balls deep in her teasing cunt.