Hi, this is is my offset story so please dont be too abrasive when rating or commenting on it. Im definitely up for recomendations on how i can improve it though so dont flavour like you cant criticize.

Anyways, on with the story.

My gens is Laura, im 29 and recently got divorced after 3 years of maridge when i found out my husband was having an affair.

Money has been tight lately so i have had to move in with my dad. He lives alone after my mum left him 8 years ago to marry another man abroad so i hardly see her and have always been close to my dad. He has a spare bedchamber and told me i am receive anytime so i 've been living here for the last month.

Sometimes when im awake late at night, i can hear him masterbating as his bedchamber is directly next to the scanty room in which i sleep, its a little awkward but its his house and i understand men like to wank so i just try to obnubilate it out and fall asleep.

Last night when i got home though from work, i was alone as my dad had gone to the pub with his friends and i was bored, so i decided to go into his room to snap up one of his many book of account to interpret. While i was in there, i dropped my phone on the level and when i bent down to pick it up, i found one of my thongs down the English of his bed. I picked it up and instantly felt disgusted, it was sticky and covered with oodles of dried cum. He must of been masterbating into it ever since i moved in atleast a calendar month ago and it absolutly stunk !. I just dropped it and got out of there feeling humiliated and wanting to propel straight out.

I went back into my room and tried to fall asleep and blur it out my creative thinker as i knew money was so tight, i would never be able to give a place of my own. A few hours later, around 2am in the morning time, i heard a forte clap as my dad had fallen through the door on his way home from the pub. I could hear him struggling to get up the step so i thought it was best to get up and go help him.

I was only wearing a thin night-robe but didnt think anything of it as i just wanted to work sure my dad wasnt going to hurt himself falling down the stairs or anything. He said `` hello Laura, sorry if i woke you up, im a little drunk ''

Its ok i said, lets just get you to bed and i put my arm around him and started to walk up the step slowly. He was holding me and as we got to the top, he fell over and pull up my nightie down as he tried to grab wait of me to stop his fall.

I was stood there with my bosom exposed in just a midget little flip-flop that barely covered my snatch and i was so embarrased. I quickly pulled the night-robe out of his hand and threw it back on. My dad shouted `` im so drab Laura ''

Its ok, i said and helped him back to his human foot. I put my arm around him and held him close to arrest him falling again but i could palpate his dick was rock hard and was pressing against me. I quickly got him to his room and threw him down on his bed. He shouted `` thankyou love for helping me '' and i went back to my room to try and get some rest and put this horrible night behind me.

I was just starting too roll off to catch some Z's when i heard my dad moaning in the next room and knew what he was doing. Im ashamed to admit it and disgusted at what i did next but i started to find wet myself, just the thought process of him there getting himself off into my old thong.

I pulled my knickers down, bedcover my leg and started to play with my clitoris, i was thrusting away and fingering myself when i started to cum. I wondered what daddy would remember in the morning.

The next moring i woke up feeling dirty at my action the night before, i didnt regret it though and felt wet again so started to play with myself for the second fourth dimension. After climaxing, i went for a exhibitor to clean myself up and on my way back from the privy to my sleeping accommodation, i thought i would pop my mind brush up my pa door and progress to sure he was ok after his drunken fall finis night.

As i creaked his door open, i saw him place there naked with his cock exposed and my old smelly thong in his hand. Dirty asshole, i thought to myself but could n't assist also getting a little turned on by the fact he had obviously fallen asleep smelling my knickers.

I closed the door and went to get ready for oeuvre. All day though i was thinking about my dads peter and wondering what it would be like inside me, the intellection both disgusted me and turned me on at the same time.

Later that dark when i got nursing home, i was knackered and feeling a bit sweaty after a full day in the office so i decided to head for the bathroom to take up a nice relaxing bath. I grabbed a towel from my room and just as i got to the bathroom doorway, i noticed the curl had gone from the door. I shouted my dad downstairs and he came up and apologised that he had broke it earlier. I said ok but did n't belive him and closed the door and took my clothes off.

I was sat in the bath about 15 minutes when he swung the door open and came running in to use the toilet. I quickly shouted `` DAD ! what the perdition '' and covered my boobs up. He shouted sorry but said he really had to take a piddle. He quickly left after it but not before looking my unscathed body up and down.

Im not going to lie, it turned me on a minuscule and i thought about walking on him the next fourth dimension he was in the tub .