Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt 1 )

This is my first attempt at writing a story. It is totally made up, and hopefully offends no one. IF it does, just exit out and look for another narrative to record. If I get confirming feedback, I will finish Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude remarks, or placard for sweetener ups. Thanks….

beginning let me repoint out, I do n't look at myself as a pervert, monster, or such. I am a normal married father of a wonderful girl of 16. The problem is when it comes to sex, I have no willpower.
Usually that is not a job. I love my wife, and rest fold to her. I drive a truck over the road so except for the lot lounge lizard ( which I would NEVER tinge ) have limited contact with females. No, the problem started one Night when I was in and me and my wife had just finished a round of love making. Laying there talking she brought up the case 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 sentence year in and yr out.
I have felt bad about that for years and told her, but, we needed the money to go on and it paid better than anything I could do locally. Plus, I was 45 years old, and that's a little to old to embark on another career. That's when the turkey shell hit. Smiling, she told me that Debbie wanted to ride with me this summer instead of staying home and spending her summer with her friends 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 boys 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 give me a chance to James Bond with her again. Yes, the origin of the end for me ....

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1st of June I was in loading the truck, you have to have a place for everything and I had to take in more room for Deb ( she hated Debbie now ). I was standing in front of the bunks trying to picture out where I was gon na move things from the top hokum where I used the space as warehousing when Deb climbed in with her first bag. Asking what I was doing, I explained to her that the top bunk was hers for the summertime and I needed to clear it up. Looking around she said why not we both just use the bottom bunk. I laughed and said for starters, it would n't seem right, and plus, her mom might not wish that and laughed. She thought for a moment, looking around, and said, she would n't tell mom, and no one else would have sex so unless I was a perv, what was the big bargain, that it looked like we needed the blank space on the bunk 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 same, then grasped her pillow and cover and said she was quick. Looking out at the house and wishing my wife was home from work and had a moment of sanity and would tell Deb that she would overlook her acquaintance and mislay out on summer at the pool was a fleet dream. Sighing, I fired up the motortruck and backed out of the parkway. It was gon na be a long summer.

We picked up my shipment and lot had it, we were heading for CA. Deb was excited. First thing she did was ask would we see the beach, Laughing I told her there where not many road for hand truck near the beach. She looked demoralize, and said she was hoping to see a beach, and even brought her swimming lawsuit. I laughed and said sorry. She said she at least 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, we pulled into the Flying J in Dame Rebecca West Memphis TN. Shutting the truck off, Deb stretched and asked what now ? I told her we go in, shower, eat, and then bed time. That in 10 hrs we roll again. She grabbed her bag, and we walked in. When getting the cascade tickets, she leaned close and require if we had to share a cascade ? Laughing I told her no, I had credit rating on my posting and we each got one. Explaining to her that each time I fueled up I got a shower credit. She smirked and said cool. Then asked what happens if we ran out. I patted her on the rear of the question and said here, handed her ticket, and showed her the monitor with her number and rain shower phone number and pointed her in the the right way direction. While I was showering I thought, yea, what IF I ran out. Mental smack. Where did THAT come from ?

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Deb looked at herself while undressing in the shower 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 body. She felt she needed to lose about 25lbs to be as hot as the popular girls where at school. Oh well, maybe this summer she could lose it. It was one of the rationality she did n't mind riding with her dad all summer. Although she had brought her bathing suit in Bob Hope of a beach day, she did n't need the guys she knew seeing her in a bikini. Strangers where different. Grabbing her razor and shampoo, she stepped into the cascade and washed herself. When she was done, she shaved her legs, and for a s, looked at her mend of hair between her wooden leg. smile, she decided why not, no one will see out here, and lathered it up and shaved it all off ( like the early little girl she had seen in the exhibitioner after gym ). Feeling it afterwards she smiled, thinking this flavour in force.

Drying off, she got dressed and not thinking, put on a pair of lash 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 elbow room to wait for her dad, she found him already out there, playing a biz in the piddling room besides it. Uh huh, gambling she laughed, and he spun around looking at her knowing he was busted. ( His wife hated gaming, but he loved it ) Grinning, he said NOPE, linguistic rule # 1, what happens on the road stays on the road. Deb smiled and they grabbed their travelling bag 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 shower bath where big and clean, and eating out every day would be a goody. Climbing into the truck, her dad pulled the pall around the windows so that no one could see inside. And put their bags up. Scratching his head, he said that he guessed that they would just sprain away while each other changed for bed. Then he said something that made her jest, he forgot his stew shorts to kip in so he would suffer to sleep in a pair of pant. Since he didn't need to deepen them, he stood up, and faced the front and told her to change for bed. When she started undressing, she realized SHE had forgotten her dormancy 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 world did she wear a thong now lol ) after putting on a shirt of his, barely covering her ass, and tight on her dresser, she climbed into the back of the meaninglessness, he turned off the bunk lights and climbed in. Man this is tight she mumbled, to which he told her that they should have made elbow room on the top built in bed. `` 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 first light, I had to pee, so I got up quietly and pulled out the port wine a chamberpot I had made using an oil changing jug from Wal-Mart and the chems used in a embrasure a can so no smells. making as minuscule noise as potential I drained my bladder and, turning around, started to creep back into bed when I noticed in the small brightness level from the window snaking in my girl, facing the back, her bare looking ass ( took me a min to notice the small landing strip of cloth from the thong ! ) All I could do was look, and recollect WOW, my infant's grown up nicely. Getting back in bed now with a gruelling on, I faced the front and tried to relieve oneself it go away so I could go back to catch some Z's. I must have because next matter I know, its break of the day, and Deb is starting to move a little like she does when waking up. job is, I had rolled over, and spooned her in the night and now, and my cockcrow wood was right 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 same 30 min, she rolled over and threw her arm around me and said Morning dad. Whew, I dodged the bullet.

WOW thought Deb. He got a woody from looking at my ass. As much as it should bear made her sick, she couldn't believe it made her slightly horny. Luckily he didn't notice me awake or it would let been so awkward. Smiling to herself, she didn't even poster 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 social movement and getting prepare to roll. Oh well she thought and looked out the window as a new day dawned .