Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt 1 )

This is my first endeavour at writing a floor. It is totally made up, and hopefully offends no one. IF it does, just outlet out and look for another floor to read. If I get positive feedback, I will finish Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude input, or posting for hooking ups. Thanks….

First let me place out, I do n't calculate at myself as a pervert, monster, or such. I am a formula married father of a fantastic 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 faithful to her. I drive a truck over the route so except for the lot lizard ( which I would NEVER touch ) have limited tangency with females. No, the problem started one nighttime when I was in and me and my wife had just finished a round of drinks of love life making. Laying there talking she brought up the case that our daughter, Debbie, had told her that she felt like she did n't sleep with me because I was gone 2 week at a clock time year in and year out.
I have felt bad about that for class 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 twelvemonth old, and that's a footling to old to startle another career. That's when the bomb eggshell hit. Smiling, she told me that Debbie wanted to tease with me this summertime instead of staying home and spending her summer with her friends at the topical anaesthetic 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 motortruck with me, that she could n't see any boys and that it would also yield me a luck 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 truck, you have to have a seat for everything and I had to puddle more room for Deb ( she hated Debbie now ). I was standing in social movement of the bunks trying to reckon out where I was gon na strike thing from the top bunk where I used the space as storage when Deb climbed in with her first gear 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 built in bed. I laughed and said for starting motor, it would n't seem right, and plus, her mom might not like that and laughed. She thought for a moment, looking around, and said, she would n't order mom, and no one else would know so unless I was a perv, what was the big peck, that it looked like we needed the quad 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 Lapplander, then grasped her pillow and mantle and said she was ready. Looking out at the house and wishing my wife was home from employment and had a moment of sanity and would enjoin Deb that she would escape her supporter and lose out on summer at the pond was a fleeting dream. Sighing, I fired up the hand truck and backed out of the drive. It was gon na be a long summer.

We picked up my load and luck 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 route for truck near the beach. She looked dejected, and said she was hoping to see a beach, and even brought her swim suit. I laughed and said sorry. She said she at least wanted a tan which I showed her my left hand arm and said I got one. She groaned and reached over and hit my arm grinning.
After 11 hrs of laborious running play, we pulled into the flight J in Rebecca West Memphis TN. Shutting the truck off, Deb stretched and asked what now ? I told her we go in, exhibitioner, eat, and then bed clip. That in 10 hrs we roll again. She grabbed her bag, and we walked in. When getting the shower tag, she leaned close up and expect if we had to share a cascade ? Laughing I told her no, I had credits on my wit and we each got one. Explaining to her that each time I fueled up I got a shower down credit. She smirked and said poise. Then asked what happens if we ran out. I patted her on the dorsum of the head and said here, handed her ticket, and showed her the monitor lizard with her number and shower identification number and pointed her in the right wing focussing. While I was showering I thought, yea, what IF I ran out. genial SLAP. 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 substantially part of her physical structure. She felt she needed to mislay about 25lbs to be as hot as the popular girl where at school. Oh well, maybe this summer she could fall behind it. It was one of the grounds she did n't take care riding with her dad all summer. Although she had brought her washup courting in Hope of a beach day, she did n't want the guys she knew seeing her in a two-piece. unknown where different. Grabbing her razor and shampoo, she stepped into the cascade and washed herself. When she was done, she shaved her pegleg, and for a second, looked at her temporary hookup of hair's-breadth 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 girls she had seen in the showers after gym ). Feeling it afterwards she smiled, thinking this feels good.

Drying off, she got dressed and not thinking, put on a pair of G-string pantie, and no bra by riding habit. It was what she was sleeping in lately. That and an old tee shirt. Waling out to the TV elbow room to hold off for her dad, she found him already out there, playing a game in the little 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, pattern # 1, what happens on the road stays on the route. Deb smiled and they grabbed their handbag 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 cascade where big and clean, and eating out every day would be a treat. Climbing into the truck, her dad pulled the curtain around the windows so that no one could see inside. And put their base 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 laughter, he forgot his stew shorts to sleep in so he would have to sleep in a twosome of pant. Since he didn't need to convert 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 continue everything. She shrugged and said Hope so ( she was thinking of WHY in the universe did she wear a thong now lol ) after putting on a shirt of his, barely covering her ass, and tight on her chest, she climbed into the rachis of the bunk, he turned off the built in bed lights and climbed in. Man this is tight she mumbled, to which he told her that they should have made room on the top meaninglessness. `` Naa '' she told him, it would be ok, as long as they lay on their sides. Soon they both had drifted off to slumber.

About 3 in the first light, 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 embrasure a potty so no smells. making as piffling noise as possible I drained my bladder and, turning around, started to grovel back into bed when I noticed in the fiddling lights from the windowpane snaking in my girl, facing the rear, her bare looking ass ( took me a min to point out the small-scale strip of cloth from the G-string ! ) All I could do was look, and think WOW, my baby's grown up nicely. Getting back in bed now with a laborious on, I faced the front end and tried to make it go away so I could go back to sleep. I must induce because next thing I know, its break of the day, and Deb is starting to travel a minuscule like she does when waking up. Problem is, I had rolled over, and spooned her in the night and now, and my morning time wood was right wing up against her naked ass ! Sliding ever so slightly, I moved back, and rolled over and PRAYED she did n't come alive up and feel it. After what seemed corresponding 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 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 end and getting set up to roll. Oh well she thought and looked out the window as a new day dawned .