“The LegoLand thing is our school picnic,” I said.
“Sounds like fun,” said my Dad, drawing on his water bottle. “Hey, kiddo, I need to apologize to you”
“For what?”
“Wellllll,” my father said sheepishly, “I was checking on you yesterday afternoon and I didn't know that you were undressed when I looked in your room.”
I blushed.
“I'm embarrassed,” he said.
I almost yelled, “Dad, don't worry about it! I'm cool with that and you have no reason to be embarrassed! I have seen your butt and stuff and I'm not embarrassed.” Trying to sound very liberal and cool, I said, “You are lucky I was wearing panties, I usually sleep in the nude. Do you sleep in the nude?”
My Dad smiled and with his face slightly red, he said, “I do now and then. When your mother was with us, both of us used to sleep in the nude all the time.”
I didn't want to be reminded of the mother who left us.
He said, “Well, if you're okay then I'm okay.”
I called Helen back and we made plans to go to LegoLand that Friday. She would pick me and we'd go to her house then drive to the amusement park. I let my father know of my plans and he just wanted me to carry the cell phone in case of an emergency. I told him that I would leave around seven in the morning and be back around ten that night.
Friday arrived and after my father left for work I got a call from Helen. She was sick and our plans were cancelled. I decided to take an easy morning and maybe hike. I took a hot bath, shaved my legs, and considered shaving my pubic hair only because I didn't like how thick it was and I liked it better when I was younger and didn't have any (and since then, I have discovered that guys like it that way too, especially Dad). I dried off and went naked into our basement to look for a special blouse I wanted. I was looking through a double clothes closet next to our family room when I heard the back door open and heard my father call out “hello, I'm home!” What is Dad doing home early? I panicked and went into the closet and closed the door. I thought to myself “now what?” Do I be a cool liberated women and casually walk past my dad and say “yo” in the nude? I guess I was notsoliberated as I just stood in the closet and thought maybe I had some jeans in here that I could put on. Before I could start searching, I heard my father's footsteps coming down the stairs. The closet door was louvered and I could peer out and could view our family room. I was shocked to see my Dad walking into the family room in the nude and carrying a laptop. He plugged the laptop into the cable box, set the laptop on the coffee table. I wondered why Dad was not at work and why was he nude, working the computer. And then?began to stroke his fat penis, the way he did that night in my room…
He was masturbating to internet porn! I have seen pictured of dicks but never one as thick and long as my Dad had. I'd say he was ten, maybe eleven inches I was fascinated as I watched my Dad put some Vaseline on his hand and massage himself.
An hour had passed and I was getting tired of standing in the closet. I probably would have loved to touch myself watching this but I was trying to be quiet and my bare feet were hurting on the floor.
Another twenty minutes passed and I started to wonder how long could he jack himself without having an orgasm?
Dad bucked his hips into a wad of Kleenex. He stood and headed up the stairs.
I quietly stepped out of the closet and I was so like, uh, wow and all that. I heard the upstairs shower start to run. I grabbed the blouse I was looking for dressed as quickly as I could.
I looked at the laptop. Whatever he was jacking off to was still on the screen. It was a movie of some sort. I was too curious for my own good so I hit the play button. It looked like a movie from another decade, a digital rendering of something made on film, and the dialogue was in German. The movie starred a man with silver hair, he was in his fifties, and he was with a small blonde girl who was maybe eight or nine years old, and the girl was sucking on the man's penis, and then she sat in his lap as the man had sex with her. I have no idea how she was able to get that man's penis in her vagina, she could barely fit it in her mouth, but she stretched and took it.
My Dad had been watching kiddie porn and beating off to it?
What the hell?
But it was also kind of a turn on?
I mean, I imagined I was that girl, and the man was?
You know.
I closed the laptop. I couldn't watch anymore because I wanted to watch it all.
I went to the living room and waited for my father to finish his shower before saying anything. He was in there for a long time so I decided to be bold and called through the bathroom door: “Dad, is that you?”
My replied, “Hey, honey, I got sick at work and came home.”