Daughter Swap Pool Party

I was tossing my tools into the back of my truck when John walked up.

“Grab a beer?” He asked.

“I should get home, it’s a little late.” I replied.

“Wife hmm? You getting some?”

“No, we’ve been separated for a while.” I said.

“Sorry man, I didn’t know. That sucks. I know all about it. Man, I haven’t been laid in six months. My daughter’s friends are starting to look really good.”

I knew his step-daughter Alyssa well, my daughter Carol had been a friend of hers for years. She was tall, slim and had a cute little rack with long brown hair, blue eyes and a tight, small ass. She had spent a good deal of time around our house and the young girl had turned my head more than a few times.

“I know what you mean. It’s been about five months for me.” I replied laughing. “Carol is staying with me most of the year, she didn’t get along with her mother anyway..”

“No disrespect, but your daughter should be a model. She’s amazing.” John said.

My daughter was striking. She had grown up fast and when she hit eighteen she had fully inherited her mothers big tits, flat stomach and little butt. And my red hair.

“She’s a little boy-crazy. I’ve caught her with dudes in her room a couple of times, condoms in her purse.” I said laughing.

“Yeah, mine too. They get over eighteen and they think they have to fuck everyone they go out with.” John said, shaking his head.

My daughter and I had a good relationship, and I knew Carol had been sexually active for some time, recently started dating a few older college guys.

“Alyssa mentioned you the other day.” John continued, more seriously now. “After you came over to play ball. She said you were pretty hot for a dad.”

“Really? Wow, OK.” I replied, shaking my head “That’s kind of a coincidence, Carol said something like that about you. The day after you helped out on the deck rebuild. She said, ‘Your friend John is hot for an older dude.’ I remember being a little jealous, hoping there’s a nineteen year old out there saying that about me.”

“Well, there is.” John said. “Look, I’m technically Alyssa’s step-dad, she’s almost nineteen, and I don’t really give a fuck who she’s screwing. I’d like it to be someone I know rather than some strange dude in the back of a car.”

“I feel the same way. Maybe we should set our daughters up with each other. Work out a daughter trade.” I said laughing.

“Dude, I’m in. If you don’t mind me saying again, your daughter is fucking amazing. I would in a heartbeat.” John said laughing.

“If I thought you were serious…” I trailed off.

“I am serious, if you are. Look, Alyssa is staying with me for a week at the new house. That weekend I’ll have the both of you over to hang at the pool. Bring Carol and let’s see what happens. I know my girl is into you.”

“Wow. To be honest, she’s pretty amazing too.”

“Her and Carol are friends, they’re always together anyway so let’s set it up and give it a try. If I’m right

“Yeah, Ok, let’s do it.” I agreed.

I should have felt bad about agreeing to let a forty-two year old man try to fuck my daughter, but all I could think about was his daughter Alyssa and those firm, round softball sized tits of hers. Besides, I had no idea what college guy Carol would be fucking next, and I didn’t really have a problem with her getting together with someone I knew well.

When we set the date I casually mentioned the invitation to Carol.

“Alyssa and I were going to hang out over there at the pool anyway. You guys can grill and make us food while we watch.” she said laughing.

“I think John has a crush on you.” I teased.

“I doubt it,” my daughter replied, “I’m sure he’s dating someone by now.”

“He’s not. He told me how amazing he thought you looked the last time he was here.”

“Really? And that doesn’t bother you?” She said, crossing her arms.

“You’re almost nineteen honey, you’re a grown-up. You can do what you want.” I said

“He’s a little old for me.”

“I know you like him. Don’t pretend you don’t. He’s a good dude, and thinks you’re amazing.”

“Whatever.” she said laughing. “He does have a nice butt. We’ll see.”

The day came and all had gone well, lots of food and drink. John’s new house was pretty cool. As construction contractors, John and I knew a lot of people in the business, and his place showed it. It featured a large pool, hot tub and a huge patio. The interior had several bedrooms, a sauna and each bathroom had a large stone walk-in shower.

The sun was now setting and the four of us were lounging in the golden light. We had grilled, drank, swam and were now relaxing as the day ended.

Carol was in a white bikini that showed off her curves, most notably her big tits. Her nipples were clearly visible through the material, wet or dry.

Alyssa was sitting at the end of my lounge chair as I sat behind her and applied aloe to her back.

“I hope I don’t burn,” she said, holding her top up..

I had untied the bikini string to rub the gel on her back, and she was holding her hair up with one hand and her top on with the other.

When I looked over at my daughter and John, she was taking my cue and doing the same thing.

She was sitting at the end of the lounge chair with John’s long tan legs on each side of her, her long red hair held up in one hand.

John’s big hands were rubbing Aloe gel on her back and down her arms. She let her head fall forward.

“Mmm, that feels so good.” Carol said, as John continued to massaging the gel into her pale skin.

I noticed that John was sitting very close to Carol, pressed up tight against her butt.

“Hey it’s getting a little chilly. How about we refresh our drinks and get into the hot tub.” I suggested.

Yes!” Carol said, rising and pulling John to his feet. The older man towered over the short ginger girl as he stood next to her.

“Sounds nice.” Alyssa said.

“Another Rum and Coke?” I asked as I moved to the table.

“Yes please.” Alyssa said.

“Make it two.” Carol said giggling, “By the way, the hot tub is ‘suit optional’”..

“Suit optional?