Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt 1 )

This is my first attempt at writing a tarradiddle. It is totally made up, and hopefully offends no one. IF it does, just going out and look for another taradiddle to register. If I get positive feedback, I will finish Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude remarks, or postings for hook ups. Thanks….

First let me taper out, I do n't take care at myself as a pervert, freak, or such. I am a normal wed father of a marvellous daughter of 16. The problem is when it comes to sex, I have no willpower.
Usually that is not a problem. I love my married woman, and stay faithful to her. I drive a truck over the road so except for the lot lizards ( which I would NEVER touch ) have limited inter-group communication with female person. No, the trouble started one Nox when I was in and me and my wife had just finished a round of love life making. Laying there talking she brought up the subject that our daughter, Debbie, had told her that she felt like she did n't know me because I was gone 2 weeks at a time class in and year out.
I have felt bad about that for years and told her, but, we needed the money to populate on and it paid better than anything I could do locally. Plus, I was 45 years old, and that's a small to old to start another career. That's when the bomb shell hit. Smiling, she told me that Debbie wanted to ride with me this summer instead of staying home and expenditure her summertime with her Friend at the local pool every day. I started to protest but my pointed out that she would like it too. That our daughter was at the age of discovering boy and their `` wants '' and that if she was on the truck with me, that she could n't see any male child and that it would also dedicate me a prospect to bond with her again. Yes, the offset of the end for me ....

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1st of June I was in loading the truck, you have to induce a place for everything and I had to make more room for Deb ( she hated Debbie now ). I was standing in front of the feed bunk trying to figure out where I was gon na propel thing from the top bunk where I used the place as storage when Deb climbed in with her commencement bag. Asking what I was doing, I explained to her that the top bunk was hers for the summer and I needed to authorize it up. Looking around she said why not we both just use the backside bunk. I laughed and said for appetiser, it would n't appear right, and plus, her mom might not like that and laughed. She thought for a moment, looking around, and said, she would n't tell mom, and no one else would know so unless I was a perv, what was the big deal, that it looked like we needed the distance on the berth for storage. I told her I was no perv and that sealed it. She threw her bag on the top, got down ad got another and did the Lapp, then grasped her pillow and blanket and said she was ready. Looking out at the house and wishing my married woman was family from workplace and had a import of sanity and would tell Deb that she would miss her friend and lose out on summertime at the kitty was a momentary dream. Sighing, I fired up the truck and backed out of the movement. It was gon na be a retentive summertime.

We picked up my shipment and luck had it, we were heading for CA. Deb was excited. low affair she did was ask would we see the beach, Laughing I told her there where not many road for trucks near the beach. She looked get down, and said she was hoping to see a beach, and even brought her swim suit. I laughed and said sorry. She said she at to the lowest degree wanted a tan which I showed her my left arm and said I got one. She groaned and reached over and hit my arm grinning.
After 11 hrs of hard running play, we pulled into the flight J in Occident Memphis TN. Shutting the motortruck off, Deb stretched and asked what now ? I told her we go in, shower bath, eat, and then bed time. That in 10 hrs we roll again. She grabbed her bag, and we walked in. When getting the shower just the ticket, she leaned close and ask if we had to share a shower down ? Laughing I told her no, I had credits on my card and we each got one. Explaining to her that each time I fueled up I got a shower deferred payment. She smirked and said cool. Then asked what happens if we ran out. I patted her on the backrest of the psyche and said here, handed her tag, and showed her the proctor with her numeral and exhibitor number and pointed her in the redress focusing. While I was showering I thought, yea, what IF I ran out. Mental SLAP. Where did THAT come from ?

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Deb looked at herself while undressing in the exhibitor room. At 16 she was developing nicely she thought. 5'6 140 lbs and as she pressed her breasts up, smiled. 36C. She thought they was the best part of her dead body. She felt she needed to lose about 25lbs to be as hot as the democratic miss where at school. Oh well, maybe this summer she could suffer it. It was one of the reasons she did n't mind riding with her dad all summer. Although she had brought her bathing suit in hopes of a beach day, she did n't require the guy cable she knew seeing her in a bikini. Strangers where different. Grabbing her razor and shampoo, she stepped into the shower and washed herself. When she was done, she shaved her branch, and for a back, looked at her patch of hair between her wooden leg. smiling, she decided why not, no one will see out here, and lathered it up and shaved it all off ( like the other girlfriend she had seen in the exhibitor after gym ). Feeling it afterwards she smiled, thinking this sense good.

Drying off, she got dressed and not thinking, put on a pair of thong panties, and no bra by habit. It was what she was sleeping in lately. That and an old tee shirt. Waling out to the TV room to await for her dad, she found him already out there, playing a game in the footling elbow room besides it. Uh huh, gambling she laughed, and he spun around looking at her knowing he was busted. ( His married woman hated gambling, but he loved it ) Grinning, he said NOPE, principle # 1, what happens on the road stays on the road. Deb smiled and they grabbed their bags and went to eat.

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After eating while walking back to the truck, Deb thought that this was n't so bad. The showers where big and clean, and eating out every day would be a delicacy. Climbing into the motortruck, her dad pulled the curtain around the windowpane so that no one could see inside. And put their grip up. Scratching his head, he said that he guessed that they would just turn away while each other changed for bed. Then he said something that made her jest, he forgot his lather trunks to log Z's in so he would take in to sleep in a pair of pants. Since he didn't need to change them, he stood up, and faced the straw man and told her to vary for bed. When she started undressing, she realized SHE had forgotten her quiescence shirt too. She told her dad and asked if one of his would be ok. He told her I guess, but would they cover everything. She shrugged and said Leslie Townes Hope so ( she was thinking of WHY in the reality did she break a thong now lol ) after putting on a shirt of his, barely covering her ass, and tight on her bureau, she climbed into the back of the bunk, he turned off the bunk lights and climbed in. Man this is loaded she mumbled, to which he told her that they should induce made room on the top bunk. `` Naa '' she told him, it would be ok, as long as they lay on their sides. Soon they both had drifted off to sleep.

About 3 in the break of day, I had to pee, so I got up quietly and pulled out the port a potty I had made using an oil changing jug from Wal-Mart and the chems used in a port a potty so no aroma. making as lilliputian randomness as potential I drained my bladder and, turning around, started to cringe back into bed when I noticed in the little lights from the windowpane snaking in my daughter, facing the back, her bare looking ass ( took me a min to observe the little cartoon strip of cloth from the flip-flop ! ) All I could do was seem, and think WOW, my baby's grown up nicely. Getting back in bed now with a unvoiced on, I faced the front and tried to throw it go away so I could go back to slumber. I must have because next matter I know, its break of the day, and Deb is starting to move a fiddling like she does when waking up. Problem is, I had rolled over, and spooned her in the Nox and now, and my morning Mrs. Henry Wood was decent up against her naked ass ! Sliding ever so slightly, I moved back, and rolled over and PRAYED she did n't wake up and feel it. After what seemed like 30 min, she rolled over and threw her arm around me and said dawn dad. Whew, I dodged the bullet.

WOW thought Deb. He got a woody from looking at my ass. As much as it should have made her sick, she couldn't believe it made her slightly horny. Luckily he didn't notice me awake or it would have been so awkward. Smiling to herself, she didn't even notice when she put on a tee-shirt with no bra on today. Now why did I do that she thought when they was sitting up front and getting gear up to undulate. Oh well she thought and looked out the windowpane as a new day dawned .