Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt 1 )

This is my first attempt at writing a account. It is totally made up, and hopefully offends no one. IF it does, just outlet out and look for another tarradiddle to show. If I get positive feedback, I will polish off Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude comment, or placard for hook ups. Thanks….

First let me maneuver out, I do n't await at myself as a pervert, teras, or such. I am a formula get married father of a wonderful daughter of 16. The job is when it comes to sex, I have no willpower.
Usually that is not a problem. I love my wife, and stay on faithful to her. I drive a hand truck over the road so except for the lot lizards ( which I would NEVER jot ) have limited contact with female. No, the trouble started one dark when I was in and me and my wife had just finished a round of love making. Laying there talking she brought up the discipline that our daughter, Debbie, had told her that she felt like she did n't know me because I was gone 2 week at a time year in and year out.
I have felt bad about that for years and told her, but, we needed the money to last on and it paid better than anything I could do locally. Plus, I was 45 old age old, and that's a lilliputian to old to start another career. That's when the turkey shell hit. Smiling, she told me that Debbie wanted to razz with me this summer instead of staying home and spending her summer with her friends at the local anesthetic pool every day. I started to protest but my pointed out that she would care it too. That our daughter was at the age of discovering boys and their `` wants '' and that if she was on the motortruck with me, that she could n't see any boy and that it would also give me a chance to bail with her again. Yes, the beginning of the end for me ....

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1st of June I was in loading the motortruck, you have to consume a place for everything and I had to make more elbow room for Deb ( she hated Debbie now ). I was standing in battlefront of the bunks trying to figure out where I was gon na move things from the top hogwash where I used the space as reposition when Deb climbed in with her first bag. Asking what I was doing, I explained to her that the top feed 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 starters, 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 state mom, and no one else would roll in the hay so unless I was a perv, what was the big hand, 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 same, then grasped her pillow and blanket and said she was prepare. Looking out at the home and wishing my wife was home from work and had a moment of saneness and would separate Deb that she would overlook her protagonist and lose out on summer at the pool was a fugitive dream. Sighing, I fired up the truck and backed out of the drive. It was gon na be a long summer.

We picked up my loading 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 trucks near the beach. She looked dispirit, 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 wing 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 flying J in West Memphis TN. Shutting the hand truck off, Deb stretched and asked what now ? I told her we go in, shower down, eat, and then bed fourth dimension. That in 10 hrs we roll again. She grabbed her bag, and we walked in. When getting the shower ticket, she leaned close down and asked if we had to share a shower ? Laughing I told her no, I had course credit on my card and we each got one. Explaining to her that each time I fueled up I got a shower down citation. She smirked and said cool. Then asked what happens if we ran out. I patted her on the binding of the top dog and said here, handed her tag, and showed her the monitor with her identification number and shower bath issue 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 parting of her body. She felt she needed to fall back about 25lbs to be as hot as the pop missy where at schooling. Oh well, maybe this summer she could lose 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 of clothes in promise of a beach day, she did n't want the guys she knew seeing her in a Bikini. Strangers where dissimilar. Grabbing her razor and shampoo, she stepped into the exhibitor and washed herself. When she was done, she shaved her legs, and for a 2nd, 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 missy she had seen in the showers after gym ). Feeling it afterwards she smiled, thinking this feels respectable.

Drying off, she got dressed and not thinking, put on a pair of thong scanty, 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 back for her dad, she found him already out there, playing a game in the little 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, dominion # 1, what happens on the road stays on the road. Deb smiled and they grabbed their udder 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 exhibitor where big and make 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 bags up. Scratching his foreland, he said that he guessed that they would just twist away while each early changed for bed. Then he said something that made her laugh, he forgot his sweat underdrawers to slumber in so he would give to log Z's in a pair of pants. Since he didn't need to change them, he stood up, and faced the front and told her to exchange 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 cover everything. She shrugged and said hope so ( she was thinking of WHY in the man did she bust a lash now lol ) after putting on a shirt of his, barely covering her ass, and tight on her chest, she climbed into the back of the feed bunk, 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 room on the top bunk. `` Naa '' she told him, it would be ok, as long as they lay on their side of meat. Soon they both had drifted off to sleep.

About 3 in the morning, I had to pee, so I got up quietly and pulled out the embrasure a potty I had made using an oil changing jug from Wal-Mart and the chems used in a embrasure a chamberpot so no smells. making as fiddling noise as potential I drained my vesica and, turning around, started to grovel back into bed when I noticed in the little twinkle from the window snaking in my daughter, facing the back, her bare looking ass ( took me a min to notice the pocket-size strip show of material 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 hard on, I faced the movement and tried to make it go away so I could go back to slumber. I must have because next thing I know, its morning, and Deb is starting to move a petty like she does when waking up. Problem is, I had rolled over, and spooned her in the night and now, and my morning time woodwind was right up against her defenseless ass ! Sliding ever so slightly, I moved back, and rolled over and PRAYED she did n't arouse up and feel it. After what seemed like 30 min, she rolled over and threw her arm around me and said Morning dad. Whew, I dodged the heater.

WOW thought Deb. He got a woody from looking at my ass. As much as it should let made her sick, she couldn't believe it made her slightly horny. Luckily he didn't notice me awake or it would get 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 front and getting ready to roll. Oh well she thought and looked out the window as a new day dawned .