Help Me Daddy Please

?Daddy, Daddy, please can you help me? shouted Amanda from upstairs. Bob got up from his armchair and walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked up. Amanda stood at the top, she had certainly grown up in her seventeen years on earth. She was 5ft 8inches tall, long blond hair, firm 34C breasts and a pair of long legs that seemed to have no ending. She was a product of two beautiful people, Bob and Martha who was away on a work seminar for two days.

Amanda was standing at the top of the stairs with the window behind her, dressed in her little white tennis skirt and a tight polo shirt, her long blond hair draping across her right shoulder. Bob made his way up the stairs and as he neared the top she turned and went into her room. Bob swore he could see a little tussle of blond hair at the top of her legs as he ascended the stairway, but this was his daughter so he dismissed the thought quickly.

When he got into Amanda?s room there was the drawer of her dressing table on the floor with underwear spread all around. ?That?s underwear?? thought Bob as he spied the quantity of thongs distributed across the floor, ?they look more like string? he thought to himself.

?I was trying to get some underwear out Daddy,? said Amanda, ?and the drawer runner broke and they went all over the floor. I can?t seem to get it back can you help me please.?

The little tussle of hair he spied on the stairway flashed across Bob?s mind. Maybe she really didn?t have any underwear on. He felt a little guilty at the thoughts of his beautiful daughter but nevertheless it did rouse him slightly and the thought plagued his mind. ?The runner is broken, I will have to lay underneath and fix it? said Bob as he lay on the floor underneath the dressing table.

?Alright? said Amanda, ?but do you mind if I put my make up on while you are doing it?? Bob replied ?of course not Darling? and proceeded to put his hand up to straighten the runner. Amanda approached the dressing table and started to apply her make up. Bob casually looked out at her and could see directly up that short dress. What he saw surprised and aroused him, there was his little daughter standing over him, legs parted slightly with no underwear on. The light from the window illuminated through the little white dress and he could clearly see a beautifully formed vagina with small trimmed yellow pubic hair. The lips were pink, slightly folded and he thought to himself, what a beautiful sight, so soft, so tight and he found himself getting erect under his pants and his mind wandering slightly from the job in hand.

Amanda had noticed the bulge in her Father?s pants and the casual glances he was making up her skirt. She turned a little to give him a better view and moved further forward towards the mirror. Bob was going crazy now, he was looking at his daughter but the guilt was being replaced by lustful thoughts. Amanda too was getting quite excited at her Fathers interest in her body. ?Do you think this top is too tight, Daddy??

Bob shuffled out a bit from under the dresser, ?too tight thought Bob, hell no? it displayed Amanda?s breasts perfectly and it appeared she was not wearing a bra.