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 await for another story to read. If I get positive feedback, I will finish Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude remarks, or card for hook ups. Thanks….

showtime let me place out, I do n't face at myself as a pervert, monster, or such. I am a normal married father of a tremendous daughter of 16. The problem is when it comes to sex, I have no willpower.
Usually that is not a problem. I love my wife, and stay congregation to her. I drive a hand truck over the road so except for the lot lizard ( which I would NEVER touch sensation ) have limited contact lens with female person. No, the trouble started one Nox when I was in and me and my wife had just finished a rhythm of love making. Laying there talking she brought up the subject field 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 year in and year out.
I have felt bad about that for age and told her, but, we needed the money to live on and it paid better than anything I could do locally. Plus, I was 45 class old, and that's a picayune to old to get going another career. That's when the bomb shell hit. Smiling, she told me that Debbie wanted to cod with me this summertime instead of staying home and spending her summer with her acquaintance 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 male child and their `` wants '' and that if she was on the truck with me, that she could n't see any boys and that it would also give me a chance to Bond with her again. Yes, the beginning of the end for me ....

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1st of June I was in loading the hand truck, you have to have a plaza for everything and I had to crap more way for Deb ( she hated Debbie now ). I was standing in front of the bunks trying to visualise out where I was gon na move things from the top hokum where I used the blank as storage 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 summer and I needed to gain it up. Looking around she said why not we both just use the bottom bunk. I laughed and said for starting motor, it would n't seem right, and plus, her mom might not care that and laughed. She thought for a moment, looking around, and said, she would n't tell mom, and no one else would love so unless I was a perv, what was the big raft, that it looked like we needed the space on the guff 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 mantle and said she was cook. Looking out at the house and wishing my married woman was home from oeuvre and had a moment of saneness and would state Deb that she would miss her admirer and turn a loss out on summer at the pond was a fleeting dream. Sighing, I fired up the truck and backed out of the drive. It was gon na be a long summertime.

We picked up my load and destiny had it, we were heading for CA. Deb was excited. offset 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 dejected, and said she was hoping to see a beach, and even brought her swimming suit. I laughed and said sorry. She said she at least wanted a tan which I showed her my exit arm and said I got one. She groaned and reached over and hit my arm grinning.
After 11 hrs of severely running, we pulled into the flying J in Benjamin West Memphis TN. Shutting the truck off, Deb stretched and asked what now ? I told her we go in, cascade, eat, and then bed clip. That in 10 hrs we roll again. She grabbed her bag, and we walked in. When getting the shower slate, she leaned close and asked if we had to part a shower ? Laughing I told her no, I had quotation on my card and we each got one. Explaining to her that each meter I fueled up I got a exhibitioner mention. She smirked and said cool. Then asked what happens if we ran out. I patted her on the backbone of the head and said here, handed her ticket, and showed her the monitor with her number and exhibitor number and pointed her in the good direction. While I was showering I thought, yea, what IF I ran out. Mental SLAP. Where did THAT cum from ?

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Deb looked at herself while undressing in the exhibitioner 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 contribution of her torso. She felt she needed to drop off about 25lbs to be as hot as the democratic girls where at shoal. Oh well, maybe this summer she could fall back it. It was one of the understanding she did n't mind riding with her dad all summer. Although she had brought her bathing causa in hopes of a beach day, she did n't desire the guys she knew seeing her in a bikini. Strangers where different. Grabbing her razor and shampoo, she stepped into the rain shower and washed herself. When she was done, she shaved her legs, and for a second, looked at her patch of hair between her legs. 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 shower after gym ). Feeling it afterwards she smiled, thinking this feels good.

Drying off, she got dressed and not thinking, put on a duad of thong step-in, 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 wait for her dad, she found him already out there, playing a biz in the little elbow room besides it. Uh huh, gambling she laughed, and he spun around looking at her knowing he was busted. ( His wife hated gambling, but he loved it ) Grinning, he said NOPE, convention # 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 hand truck, Deb thought that this was n't so bad. The showers where big and plumb, and eating out every day would be a kickshaw. Climbing into the truck, her dad pulled the drapery around the windowpane so that no one could see inside. And put their suitcase up. Scratching his head, he said that he guessed that they would just deform away while each former changed for bed. Then he said something that made her jape, he forgot his effort shorts to catch some Z's in so he would have to log Z's in a distich of pant. Since he didn't need to alter 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 sleeping shirt too. She told her dad and asked if one of his would be ok. He told her I guess, but would they shroud everything. She shrugged and said Bob Hope so ( she was thinking of WHY in the existence did she bust a flip-flop now lol ) after putting on a shirt of his, barely covering her ass, and tight on her chest, she climbed into the backbone of the berth, he turned off the bunk luminosity and climbed in. Man this is tight 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 face. Soon they both had drifted off to slumber.

About 3 in the forenoon, I had to pee, so I got up quietly and pulled out the larboard a potty I had made using an oil changing jug from Wal-Mart and the chems used in a port a potty so no feel. making as petty racket as possible I drained my vesica and, turning around, started to cringe back into bed when I noticed in the little lights from the window snaking in my daughter, facing the rachis, her bare looking ass ( took me a min to notice the small strip of cloth from the G-string ! ) All I could do was appear, and think WOW, my baby's grown up nicely. Getting back in bed now with a hard on, I faced the straw man and tried to reach it go away so I could go back to sleep. I must have got because side by side thing I know, its aurora, and Deb is starting to move a short like she does when waking up. problem is, I had rolled over, and spooned her in the Nox and now, and my aurora 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 find it. After what seemed the like 30 min, she rolled over and threw her arm around me and said Morning dad. Whew, I dodged the slug.

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 suffer 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 end and getting quick to wave. Oh well she thought and looked out the windowpane as a new day dawned .