Daddy and daughter Emily

It was late and I was tired. The day had just dragged on, worked late and then had to get the wife to the airport – the traffic and the weather didn’t help at all. I clicked off the light in the living room and headed towards my own bedroom. Emily had gone to bed earlier, I noticed her door wasn’t shut tight so I popped my head in just to make sure everything was ok before I went and hopped into bed.

Something didn’t look right… it took my eyes a second to adjust to the dim light before I realized my daughter was laying on her back, feet drawn up to her bottom and her knees far apart. She was naked from the waist down and was quickly sliding her fingertip between her vagina and her clit. I suddenly realized she was masturbating and I was intruding. I may have made a subtle sound as I caught my breath, I quickly stepped back and pulled the door to it’s former position.

I hurried to my room as quietly as I could. I don’t know if I was more embarrased for her or myself. I know if I’d been caught masturbating at 14 I’d have been mortified. Hopefully she hadn’t seen or heard me; breakfast might be uncomfortably quiet tomorrow.

I pushed my door closed but didn’t latch it, figured I didn’t need to. Emily was either busy with herself or if I’d been noticed she was probably hiding in the closet trying to will herself into a black hole where she wouldn’t have to face me later. I tossed my shirt onto a chair and was taking my pants off when I realized I had a hard on. This suprised me because I’d never viewed my daughter in a sexual way, sure, I’d noticed her breasts developing and her hips and legs filling out but I always took it at the natural course of things. But then I’d just seen her exposed and performing a personal sexual act and my body had responded to it.

I had just stepped out of my pants when I heard Emily behind me, “Dad?” She caught me by suprise and I spun around to face the unexpected noise, she had come into my room when I expected it the least. Immediately I was aware my hard on was causing my boxers to tent out and Emily was looking at my crotch, I did the best I could to hold my pants up in front of myself but it was too late; I may as well been using a sheet full of holes to sheild my daughter from my own sexual exposure. Emily quickly looked to the floor and took a step back against the wall.

“Emmy?”

“Uhmm,” she stammered for a moment, “Dad, is it ok to masturbate?”

The ironic question of the night, prior to her arrival I was considering exactly that. We’ve always had an open house in terms of questions asked, our motto could have been The only stupid question is the one you don’t ask. I knew I owed her a reply, “Well Emmy, it’s only natural to do the things that make us feel good. The important thing is that you dont’ get carried away with it, like taking it to excess.”

I saw she was peering through her bangs, trying to get a glimpse of my crotch again. “Uhm dad, you saw me didn’t you?” She asked me a rather direct and somewhat embarassing question, had to give her credit for having guts.

“I didn’t mean to honey, it really was an accident. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable about it, it’s only natur…”

“Can I see yours?” She blurted out.

“Oh.” I was taken off guard. Normally I wouldn’t be too concerned about this question had it come up in a different situation and probably not against the idea either but I didn’t want to expose her to adult sexuality, namely, my hard on. “That would be a little awkward sweetheart.”

“Daddy I just want to see, you know, a boy.”

“I know honey,” I was trying to let her down gently, “it’s just that…”

“But daddy, you saw me, it’s only fair.”

I looked at her standing there, she was wearing one of those oversized tee shrits that hung down to her mid-thigh.