Making Her Daddy’s Baby Girl

Disclaimer: The following contains non-consensual sex between a father and daughter. If this is not something you enjoy then do not continue reading. All characters are fictional and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidence.

I stared at Shay as she finished her dinner, shocked to realize that she was looking like her mother more with each passing day. It made my heart ache still to think of my beautiful deceased wife. She had lost her battle with breast cancer 5 years ago but the wound on my heart still felt fresh. I hadn’t starting seeing anyone in the years following her death because every time I thought about it I felt like it would be cheating. That isn’t to say there had never been anyone interested since, even at 40, I was not a bad looking guy. Standing at 6’4, broad shouldered and still in very good shape since I went to the gym as often as I could, I was often considered a very attractive man.
“Dad, would it be okay if I went to the movies tomorrow night with Tim?” Shay asked.
“Tim? Who exactly is Tim?” I asked, not liking the sound of this.
“Just a guy from school,” she replied with a blush, letting me know that this was not just a guy she goes to school with.
“Okay, but I want you home by 10 and I want to meet this Tim before you go out,” I said, not liking the idea but knowing that it was never a good idea to smother a teenage girl.
“Thanks dad!” She said, jumping up and rounding the table to give me a big hug before running off while looking at her cellphone.
As I watched her retreating form I sat there in a bit of a daze, realizing my daughter was going on a date. Thinking about it, I really shouldn’t have been surprised. She was a very attractive girl with her red hair and blue eyes. I thought about her objectively for a minute, realizing that because she was so short at 5’2, I had been thinking of her as a little girl when she wasn’t really anymore. She wasn’t overly voluptuous but she the same stunning body as her mother, with small perky breasts, a tiny waist and a perfectly rounded ass that I had always loved to fuck.
Startled by my thoughts, I tried to push them from my head but they stubbornly remained. Frustrated, I thought I should really look at getting laid because obviously more than 5 years without sex messed with a man’s mind. Getting up and clearing the table, I felt my jeans starting to get uncomfortably tight. Putting the plates in the dishwasher a little too forcefully, I decided that I would start looking for someone first thing tomorrow.
As I headed up stairs I passed my daughter’s room and heard a moan from inside that caused me to pause.