Seduction in the Shower

== Seduction in the Shower by LO ==
(MF, Inc, Rom)

The first time I did it, I had waited until the shower was running, and I could hear the water begin splashing from my bedroom. My father was taking a shower. I had already stripped off my clothes and was in my robe. Quickly, but quietly, I moved down the short hall and paused briefly outside the door, having a last minute reluctance to carry out the plan I had formulated for weeks. Ever since I had come back from college to obtain a job in my home town, I had been living with dad and had become increasingly attracted to him.

My mom did him dirty because he was a manly man, not what she ultimately wanted in a husband. She did not want a guy who could repair things and enjoyed outdoor sports. She liked soft hands and manicured nails. My mother was a controlling bitch, thinking she could turn everything her way with her money, but I got her back by moving into dad’s spare bedroom instead of returning to my sumptuous bedroom in her over-decorated house.

Seconds passed outside the bathroom door. Then fortified by the image of his big, erect penis, I placed my hand gently on the door handle and turned it quietly. The door thankfully wasn’t locked, and I opened noiselessly. I stepped into the hot, steamy air of the bathroom and pushed the door closed as quietly as I had opened it, easing the latch softly into place. I could see my dad through the frosted glass of the shower stall and could hear him humming softly some indeterminate tune. I looked at his vague shape moving behind the glass, blurred by the wet glass. Already I was quivering with anticipation and rapidly undid the robe and allowed it drop to the floor.

I wanted so much to open the door, step in with him, fall on my knees, and put his cock into my mouth. I wondered what he would do. He would be shocked, for sure, but would he enjoy it, or would he become angry, knowing that it was his own daughter wanting his thick cock? Maybe that plan was too abrupt.

Stepping forward, I slid the shower door open. He turned his head and saw me standing there naked in front of him. He could see that I was examining his wet, naked body, especially staring at his large cock, hanging down between his legs.

“Move over, dad,” I said softly and stepped in with him without giving him time to object.

Surprisingly, my father said nothing and did not even appear at all shocked at my sudden intrusion. He didn’t cover himself or turn away to preserve his modesty. There seemed to be a look of joy on his face. I was right there brushing up against him, already drenched by the warm spray. He finally had just one thing to say.

“What’s going on, Andrea?”

“Nothing, daddy. I just wanted to shower with you. That’s all. Don’t you think it would be nice to shower with your twenty-two year old daughter?”

He shrugged and smiled at me. Then he began soaping his body. When he started to wash his back, I took my opportunity.

“Let me wash that for you,” I said with a grin as I took the soap from his hand.

I rubbed the soap across his broad back and rubbed his skin with my free hand. He turned his back into the spray to rinse it off. Looking down, I could see that he was aroused.

“Let me wash that big, hard cock now, daddy.”

I could see him staring at my heavy boobs.