Shaking, Pepper withdrew her fingers from her puffed pussylips. Her father leaned forward, gathered Lisa into his arms and pulled her onto the couch with him. She Watched as they kissed passionately and their hands roamed over each other's naked bodies.
"Thank you, baby… you'll never know how good that was for me…" Paul said softly.
Pepper sensed the sincerity in his tone of voice as he kissed Lisa warmly on the mouth again. She longed for the same kind of warmth from her father and she wanted to change places with the attractive brunette.
Pepper loved her father dearly, and since her mother's death four years before, he had been the center of her universe. Now, another woman had come into his life, and the fear that she might lose her father altogether welled up in her chest. She backed deeper into the shadows, half in shame, half in sadness as the two adults continued their lovemaking on the couch.
Pepper went to her room. She lay silently in the darkness and wondered about sex. She understood the mechanics of it, but there was so much she wanted to experience. And, as she lay there, Pepper thought she heard a soft cry come from the room downstairs where her father was fucking Lisa.
Pepper began finger-fucking her cunt slowly. She imagined it was her father's hand that fucked her pussy and he was telling her all of the wonderful things he had said to Lisa.
"Oh, Daddy!" Pepper sobbed in the darkness as her young body was racked with another orgasm and her limbs quivered. "I've got to learn!"
Chapter 1
Pepper gazed across the breakfast table as her father drained his coffee cup and laid the paper aside. He looked so masculine in his plaid shirt, khaki trousers and high boots. She loved the smell of his work clothes and especially the sheepskin coat he wore on his engineering trips into the field.
She smiled at him as he looked up and found her staring.
"What are you gonna do today, Princess?" he asked, coming around the table to kiss her forehead.
She shrugged. "Oh, I've got some shopping to do-and Cindy's coming over for a swim this afternoon."
"Good girl, but don't forget, you're spending the weekend with Jim and Helen."
"I know-but I wish you wouldn't treat me like I was being baby-sat!"
"Come on!" he kidded. "You know your aunt and uncle love to have you spend time with them-and you're not being baby-sat!" He tweaked her nose playfully.
"I'm old enough to spend the weekend by myself when you have to go on a job," she protested.
Paul smiled at his daughter-and he agreed with her. She had been housekeeper, homemaker and companion since his wife's death and she was capable beyond her years. "Look… I'm not arguing with you, little lady, it's just that I don't like leaving you alone for three days while I'm gone. Your age hasn't got a thing to do with it-I'd feel the same if you were my wife instead of my daughter."
Sometimes I wish I were your wife! Pepper thought. She pouted as he kissed her cheek again, then grabbed his jacket.
"But, I'll make you a deal-the next field trip that takes me off for the weekend, get Cindy to stay with you and you can have the house all to yourself"
"Oh, Daddy!" Pepper exclaimed, jumping and throwing her arms about him.
Paul was surprised to feel her womanly young body pressing so close to his own. He could feel her maturing tits as they pushed against his chest. His hands went automatically to her hips, and he felt the swell of developing womanhood. He kissed her slightly-upturned nose and looked into her green eyes-she was the picture of her mother, right down to the dark red hair and her fair complexion.
"Hey-I'm gonna be late, and I've got three crews waiting on me!" He swatted her playfully on her bottom. Then he felt a moment of embarrassment as his hand encountered bare flesh. He realized his daughter was naked beneath the short gown and housecoat. "See you Monday."
"Have a good trip, Daddy," Pepper replied.
Pepper watched him drive away, and she felt a sudden loss as she realized she wouldn't see him until Monday. Those damn field trips! Then she sighed heavily and began picking up their breakfast dishes. As she stacked them in the dishwasher, she thought about the night before and the scene she had witnessed between her father and Lisa. She wasn't angry with her father. She knew that men needed sex occasionally. But that puzzled her. She had heard that sex always seemed to stem from the man's needs. What about women? Can't they want sex too?
Pepper glanced out the kitchen window. Standing beside the low fence that separated their yard from the neighbor's, Glen Lindley was gazing at the Logans' swimming pool.
A sudden rush of excitement filled Pepper's body as she looked at her handsome young neighbor-Glen's wife, Cass, worked on Saturdays and he usually spent the day puttering around the yard.