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Jack Johnson - Montana Wilderness

By: johnnys123



My name is Jack Johnson. I'm a traditional 45 year old divorced male. I was married years ago, to a lovely woman named Caroline. Our marriage was picture perfect; we had a daughter Hailey back in '89. Fifteen years later, Caroline and I knew we were in trouble; Marriage wise. I worked too much, she spent too much and soon we fought about money all the time. So after a stint we decided to divorce. Hailey was devastated, as were we all. She stayed with her mother in our marital home in Atlanta and I being the bigger man walked away so to speak. 

Now days, I live in a little town in Montana, the winters are awful but the summers are serene and peaceful. I work as a writer for various magazines and sell produce from the garden I tend. I got lucky really, back in the day I worked as a day trader for a big named company and a buddy of mine Robert Rosenthal, hooked me up with Arlin Jeffrey's who had a bunch of rental properties and time shares in various states.

Arlin was a great guy. As country as they come but a genuinely nice guy none the less. I started meeting Arlin once a month, we'd play golf and talk and I'd give him free stock advice. Well as it turned out when Caroline and I divorced, it rippled through all our social friends and our families. Everyone knew and funny thing was, nobody chose sides which is all too common in divorces.

Our friends were still our friends and our families accepted the fact that Caroline and I just couldn't make it work. I didn't hate Caroline, I hated her spending habits, but she was who she was and I couldn't change that. I knew these things coming into the marriage and I was the one, who was ultimately guilty for letting it go unchecked so long, but those bridges were burned now and I moved on without fear or regret.

My relationship with Hailey was not what I had planned. She and I never really were close except for when she was little, but not at eighteen she was a woman with her own mind and I'm sure she'd inherited her mother's spending habits. I only hoped she found a rich man who would love and take care of her. 

I stood up and walked out on the front porch of my rented log cabin and looked across the plain in either direction. As far as I could see was flat land and sunshine. No houses, cars, or people and I loved it that way. 

I've always been a solitary man, it's not that I'm stuck up or have some mental defect, I just genuinely enjoy being by myself. I can do what I want when I want, and that's all there is to it. Now before I go any further, let me answer the driving question on all your minds. "What about my sex life?" Well to be honest the only sex life I've had for several years now is with myself, if you know what I mean.

I'd taken to self pleasure like a thirteen year old to a playboy magazine, only these days the internet provided the content for my carnal pleasures. I wasn't ashamed of it, in fact I was outright proud to be able to satisfy myself at a moments notice and not have to go through the fear of rejection, the cuddling, the begging and then the every present lack of interest after a few encounters. Thanks to the internet, I could envision being with a different woman every night. I was happy, healthy and that's all there was to it.

I stepped off the porch, my bare feet onto the dry grass. It was crunchy under foot. It was July and rain was scarce in these parts. The bright sunlight made me squint as I walked to the mailbox and got the post. I never got much, maybe an electric bill and cable bill. Arlin came by once a month like clockwork at 8 am on the 1st day of the month. I'd greet him, we'd have coffee and I'd hand him a check and in turn he'd give me a receipt. After the usual hour of chit chat, he'd always slap his knee and say, "Well, I gotta be getting along." He'd stand and shake my hand and make a bee line for his truck.

He's the only visitor I'd ever had here and that suited me just fine. I stood at the mailbox and wrote out checks to pay my two bills I had received and placed them into the prepaid envelopes, liked them and sealed them and closed the box and raised the flag in completion of my tasks. 

I turned back to face the house, and decided it was time to check on the garden, but alas the phone rang. It was probably the wrong number again, but who knows it might be important.

I hurried back to the house and grabbed the phone, "Hello?" The voice on the other end bought back a flood of memories, it was Caroline.

"Jack, listen Hailey has gotten into a spot of trouble and I need her to stay with you for a while. It seems she's been dating a boy in a gang and she's really getting wild and out of hand, just this morning the police showed up here at seven AM and questioned her about her boyfriend's whereabouts last night. I'm afraid she's in over her head and I want to cut this off before we get started."

I barley had time to think about it before Caroline demanded an answer. I shot back,

"Caroline, I can't afford another mouth to feed. I'm barely getting by. What about your new husband Denton, can't he do anything?"

Caroline shot back just as quickly as I, "Don't' bring Denton into this Jack. You know he's not her real father and besides it's time you got off your ass and helped me with your daughter. Listen, I'll pay her expenses if the money's that important to you."

I muddled the idea and decided what the hell, milk her for all she was worth.

"Well, Caroline, I'll do it. It won't be cheap but I'll do it. Now this money is for Hailey, I know that but it'll help me out as well Caroline, how much can you spare, and how long will I have her?"

Caroline covered the mouthpiece of the phone and I could here Denton and her mumbling in the background. I couldn't make out what they were saying but they were eagerly exchanging quips.

She returned to the phone and said, "Denton's bringing her to you with the money Jack. Now where would you like to meet him?"

I thought for a minute and said,

"Missoula International Airport, it's only about fifty miles from Elk Creek Road. "

The line was silent and then she spoke, "Fine, she'll be there tomorrow, her flight will arrive at nine am. Thank you Jack."

That was the last thing she said before the line went silent? I hung up the receiver and looked around my cabin. Where in the hell was I going to put her? 

This was a one bedroom cabin and not quite up to a city girls expectations but what the hell. I cleaned all afternoon and did a few loads of laundry and took a trip to town and bought some groceries and supplies and headed back home. I pulled in the driveway at about six pm. It was starting to get dark. I eased into the cabin carrying my bags and sat them on the wooden table. I kicked off my shoes and turned on the TV and began making dinner for myself. I made a quick TV dinner that night and fell asleep watching Nightline as usual.

I awoke at five AM. I showered and dressed and ate breakfast before watering the garden. I knew it was close to eight AM now and I needed fuel before I drove to MIA. I stopped at the little Chevron station up the road and filled up and headed out. The closer I got to MIA the more people I became surrounded with.

I hated them. They were like cockroaches, all scurrying here and there when the lights come on. I put my road rage fury aside and found short term parking and headed inside the terminal. I was early but that's not always a bad thing. I watched people going by, watched the arrival and departure signs change and looked for Hailey but I didn't see her. Caroline hadn't bothered giving me the flight number or carrier, only the time. So here I was, but she was not.

After waiting fifteen more minutes I saw her coming down the escalator with him. Denton Whitcobber, self made millionaire. British, stuck up and an all around ass, but I had the last laugh, because I knew it was a matter of time before Caroline bankrupted him and send that smooth gigolo back to London or wherever it was he came from.

I greeted them at the bottom of the escalator and we walked a few paces to the side. Hailey hugged and kissed m y cheek and said, "Daddy! It's so good to see you. I've missed you!" We hugged for long minutes; I could see Denton acting as bored as he could be. As Hailey wouldn't relinquish her hug, he handed me an envelope and said, "This is for you. Goodbye Hailey, if you need anything at all, just call." With that he turned and found the nearest ticket counter and made his return trip to his lady in waiting in Atlanta.

Hailey finally let me go and got her bags off the carousel and I soon found myself carrying three or four bags, just like she. We exited the terminal and found the Cherokee pretty easily. She didn't frown upon the dirty old Jeep like I expected her to she got right inside, kicking a coke can out of the floor board onto the parking lot and shoving the rest of the trash under the seat with her feet.

We left the airport and soon found interstate 200 once again and had a good hour of conversation about anything and everything you could imagine. She had became quiet a conversationalists. She was witty and charming at best, apparently she had developed some manners. I was proud of that. Not that I had anything to do with it, but I was proud of her for making the effort. After the divorce it would've been so easy for Hailey to turn on me and begin loathing everything I am and stand for much like Caroline did. 

The time passed quickly and we soon pulled into my driveway.

"Here we are." I announced.

She leaned forward and peered beneath the dust and dirt of the windshield and said nothing. She got out and stared at the cabin for a few minutes before grabbing her bags.

I already had an armload headed for the front door. I tapped it open with the toe of my boot and sat the bags down beside the couch.

She came inside and said, "So this is where you live?"

I somewhat ashamedly said,

"Yup."

I waited for the Caroline in her to come out, but she only said, "Cool."

She straighted up and said, "Where's my room?"

I stopped and continued wiping my hands on a hand towel and said, "Hailey we have a problem."

She threw her hands down in frustration. "Don't tell me I'm out in the middle of nowhere and I don't even have a room to put my stuff in?"

I said in my defense, "Honey I had no way of knowing you'd ever come to stay with me when I rented this place. I was only planning for a party of one."

She grimaced and growled a bit before accepting the inevitable. She said, "Fine, where do I sleep then?" I pointed at the couch.

She retorted, "where do you sleep?"

Again I pointed to the couch and said, "It folds out."

She stopped her fussing about that, she moved to the kitchen and took a look around, I knew what was coming and prepared myself as best I could.

"Wait a minute! Don't tell me that you don't even have running water out here! Dad, what the hell?"

There it was, just like that. Caroline had arisen and I was on the receiving end of an ass chewing. For the first time since she'd gotten in, I really took a good look at her. She was adorable. She stood a meager five foot three and weighed about one twenty. Her brown hair as straight as mine, and she had in my absence filled out so to speak. I watched her every move and subtle nuance as she vented her frustrations, her words fell silent to me as I visually took in the body of perfection she possessed. I snapped out of my lust induced coma and felt bad for staring at my own daughter that way. 

She walked out the front door and slammed it behind her. I felt a lump in my pocket, I reach for it, it was the envelope that douche bag had given me at the airport. It was neatly sealed and folded. I opened it up and almost passed out. It was money ten thousand dollars to be exact with a letter from Caroline. It read,

"Jack, take this money and help me with Hailey. I know you need it far worse than we do. Use it for whatever you feel is necessary and if by chance you need more, just send me a message via email and I'll wire it to your account, just don't let Hailey or Denton know."          Caroline

I put the letter away along with the money. I walked to the phone and gave old' Arlin the shock of his life. I called him up.

"Hello?" I said, "Arlin, this is Jack."

Arlin replied, "How the hell are you. What can I do you for?"

I said, "Arlin, this cabin, what is the least amount you'd sell it to me for?"

Arlin thought for a minute and said, "Well Jack, seeing' as you and me are friends, I'll tell you what I'll do, you upkeep the place and take care of my horses and I'll sell it to ya for five thousand dollars."

I swallowed hard with excitement and readily agreed. I asked, "Well, how long till we make it official?"

Arlin said, "I'm already en route to your place now with the deed!" He laughed a hysterical laugh and hung up.

I thought to myself, "That crazy ol' coot."

Some minutes later I heard a rumble coming down the road, I knew it was Arlin. He stopped in front of the house, I had already taken five thousand dolls and put it in an envelope and made for the door. I opened it to find Hailey had greeted him and they were talking coming up the walkway.

Arlin laughed and shook my hand and said, "Jack you rascal! You didn't tell me you had a daughter. She's wonderful!"

I smiled as we shook hands, "Well Arlin, I like my privacy. You know that."

He took off his hat and sat on the step and said as he held Hailey's hand. "Honey, are you going to be living here with old daddy Jack?"

Hailey simply nodded an angelic nod and batted her eyes at him and said, "My mom and step dad wanted me to get to know my daddy better so here I am. I just hope everyone really wants me here."

Arlin said, "Nonsense child. You and Daddy Jack are like family to me. In fact I want the both of ya to come up to the house for dinner tonight."

Hailey still smiling gave me the "You owe me one" look as she continued cheesing it out with Arlin. The old man stood and said, "Jack, listen you and me will square up this evening. I gotta go."

With that I tucked the envelope back in my pocket as Hailey came up on the porch and stood beside and placed her arm around my waist and I hers. We watched Arlin drive away and we turned and went inside.

We sat down on the couch and she said, "So dad how's all this going to work?"

I thought for a minute and said, "Well your eighteen now Hailey and we can do this one of two ways. One way would be for me to spend the next few months sleeping on the floor, or we can accept our situation and simply share a bed together to sleep."

She said, "Well, I guess that'd be alright dad, but what about bathing?"

I pointed to the wash tub over behind the couch. "It's like this, it's not a fancy Atlanta shower, but heat you some hot water, fill the basin and get in. Takes all of fifteen minutes besides Hailey it is what it is, a means to an end. It doesn't matter if it's a Jacuzzi spa or a wash tub, as long as you get the dirt off your body its all the same."

She said, "But I'll be naked?"

I held my palm to her cautiously, "I won't look. Scouts honor."

She was dealing better than I thought she would until the inevitable question came about, "What about the bathroom dad?"

I said, "Come on."

We walked out back to the outhouse and fifty feet from it, you could smell the ominous smell coming from it. She looked at me and said a furious but firm, "Oh Hell No." and turned around and went back inside.

I followed her inside and said, "Make you a deal, you make dinner and I'm going into town for some lumber and plumbing materials, I'll be back in a little while ok?"

She knew she'd won and said, "Sure, I'll whip up something." 

I begged her not to burn down the house before I got back and she scurried me off on my errand. Four hours later I arrived home with lumber filling the back of the Cherokee and a new American standard toilet attached to the roof. I unloaded everything and laid out the lumber in the order I'd be using it.

Hailey came out on the porch and said, "Arlin called Dad, he said, "Come on."

We loaded up and headed up the road ten or so miles to Arlin's place. It wasn't much different from mine, but it was bigger with everything mine didn't have. Arlin was a widower who much like myself preferred to live alone. He had a big fried chicken dinner fixed with rolls and gravy. We all sat down and ate. I noticed he took the head of the table while Hailey and I sat across from one another at the small but adequate table.

After dinner we talked and talked for hours, all laughing and having a good time. I stood and thanked Arlin for dinner and in the most unusual manner, Hailey hugged and kissed the old man on the cheek and thanked him for dinner in her best girly voice. He blushed and watched her leave the house and head to the car.

I produced the envelope from my pocket and proceeded to try to hand it to Arlin.

He shoved it back at me and said, "Ol' salt, you've got a beautiful young daughter to raise now, you take that money and make some improvements on that ol homestead and we'll call it even." 

I asked if he was serious but he insisted. I was both amazed and astounded when he handed me the folded blue legal document I knew was the deed to that cabin. 

I wanted to hug him but knew it would be awkward, so I settled for a heart felt handshake and turned and left. One the way home, Hailey was silent for a long while; she said 

"So, did you get it?"

"Get what?" I inquired.

"The deed to the house?" I said,

"How'd you know about that?"

Hailey said, "Let's just say Arlin and I had a good conversation while you were gone to town. Also didn't you notice how easily he gave in?"

I said, "Hailey what'd you tell him?"

She smiled and said, "Nothing Dad, we just talked, he's a sweet, horny old man."

I said, "Horny?" She said, "Uh, Yhea, he played with my leg all though dinner."

Suddenly I was furious, cursing and threatening to turn around and go back and give him a piece of my mind, but Hailey assured me it was fine, no harm done, after all she'd learned from her mother how to manipulate a man anyway she wanted.

We got home, it was about ten pm. I was tired and so was Hailey. We pulled out the couch and stared at one another. We hadn't realized that we would also have to watch each other undress.

I said, "I guess I'll go first."

Hailey stopped me and said, "What do you sleep in dad?"

I hadn't thought about that until now, I embarrassed said, "Nothing."

I half expected another blow up but she said, "Cool! Me too."

I unbuttoned my jeans and slid my T-Shirt up and over my head and kicked my boots off and quickly removed my socks. I slid my jeans down to my ankles and stepped out of them and then in a quick flash my underwear was at my ankles. I didn't know whether or not to expect snickering, but I was prepared for it none the less. I proceeded to fill my washtub and heat water. Soon my bath was ready and I did bathe and washed my hair. I dried off and came to bed. I said,

"Your turn." 

She pulled her top up and over her head as well and reach back and unclasped her bra and shrugged her shoulders and freed it from her chest. Her breasts swung free. She had the largest brown nipples I'd ever seen. She slithered out of her jeans to reveal she wore no panties at all. She walked past the foot of the bed to the washtub where I watched her ass cheeks bobble up and down. She was the first nude woman I'd seen in years and my blood was boiling. I wanted so badly to take care of business so to speak but after all she's endured today, seeing dad rub one out may not be the best course of action, so I tried vainly to go to sleep before she climbed in bed.

I lay there noticing during the time I was gone, all the womanly touches she'd done to the place. She'd apparently dusted and straightened the pictures of her on the walls. As I lay there listening to the splashing water behind me, soon I drifted off to sleep.


Jack Johnson - Montana Wilderness Ch. 02



After a good nights sleep, I arose early being careful not to wake Hailey. I slipped out the front door and began working again to finish the plumbing. I noticed the over the course of the night, that Frank Drexler had dropped off his backhoe for the septic tank and there were plastic PVC lines lying all over the ground. Luckily I had gotten dressed because I had only been outside for a few minutes when Frank turned into my driveway.

I greeted frank and we talked of how long this would take and what all it entailed. With that, he went to work and I busied myself with making final preparations inside the cabin to ensure all the necessary plumbing pipes exited the house at the proper places to ensure a smooth hookup when frank had finished. 

During this time Hailey had risen and had heard the crunching and whirring machine outside and dressed completely as I was. She'd made coffee and came to me carrying a cup. She handed it over and kissed my cheek and seductively said, "Good morning Daddy in this girlish voice that just tore me to pieces. I looked down at her angelic face and kissed her lips lightly and said, "Good morning, angel."

I sipped my coffee and said, "Honey by nightfall it'll be ready." She smiled and said, "Good."

She turned and walked away back into the living room. I noticed the time was almost seven am. She came back to me and asked,

"Dad is it OK if I use the jeep? I have an errand I need to run."

I didn't ask, but assumed it was probably a womanly thing and replied, "Keys are on the peg beside the door, be careful and call if you need anything..." 

With that she was gone in a flash.

I continued my work and soon had drywall up on the walls and was opening my first box of floor tile when I heard the jeep enter the drive. I got up from my knees and exited onto the front porch where she'd tied a wooden crate to the top of the jeep. I was sure now that this road trip of hers wasn't a womanly thing.

I asked, "What's all this?"

She said, "Well dad I appreciate the new bathroom but in your haste to provide a toilet, what's the one thing you forgot?"

I looked at her with a puzzled look and honestly didn't know what she meant.

"A bathtub dad." Was her only response to his question?

"Now come help me get it off here. "She cried.

I expected it to be really heavy but it was a new molded thick plastic tub. The crate was far heavier than the item itself. We sat it down in the front yard and opened it up. It was very nice and big. I only hoped there was enough room in my new bathroom for it. Luckily enough though I had thought ahead and put the new hot water heater in the kitchen corner and ran all my electric to the box in the kitchen, so I didn't need much wire or piping to complete that task. After I installed it, it didn't look especially modern, but at least it would be functional and useful so I think I could overlook the aesthetics of the whole ordeal.

Each of us grabbed an end and walked it into the house and got it positioned which was easy because I hadn't gotten the toilet or sink in place in the bathroom. Each of us was a bit surprised how much room was left even with the tub in the room, she said, "Ya know dad a hot bubble bath tonight will feel great! Listen, I'll cook breakfast and you get busy hooking all this up."

I said nothing but went to work as she'd instructed. I easily found the piping in the crate outside and within an hour had it all tied in to the rest of the plumbing and ready to go. Soon I heard Hailey call me to breakfast. I dropped my tools and went into the kitchen. She had prepared an abundant feast and stood smiling.

I said, "What's all this. I thought you meant a simple breakfast?"

She said, "Well I thought that maybe we could ask, Mr. Drexler if he's hungry too?"

I smiled easily and said, "Sure, I'll go call him in."

She said, "No, let me do it. I need to meet more people around here anyway. You just sit down and eat, I'll do it."

I watched out the window as she approached the backhoe and gained Frank's attention. He shut the machine down and spun around in his seat. As always he was chewing on a stub of a cigar. I soon saw his face light up and he and her both smile and converse as she put on her best daddy's girl routine. I wasn't stupid, I knew what she wanted from Frank and it wasn't compliments on her scrambled eggs.

Frank hopped down from the machine; he was a decent enough guy probably thirty five or older. He was heavy set with dark brown hair. He was an unremarkable man with the exception of his beer belly which was quite large. I watched the two walk towards the house and soon inside the house they came.

Frank shook my hand and said, "All I like now is covering it all up Jack, about another hour and you can connect the lines to the tank. We just need to give all the pipe glue time to dry before I cover it all up so it won't leak."

I nodded my head and offered frank a chair. He sat down and we began to feast. Soon we were all stuffed beyond belief and I asked frank if he'd like a cup of coffee. He agreed and we took our cups to the front porch. We sat and continued talking and each finished one cup of coffee when Hailey appeared in the doorway holding the pot in her hand.

"Refills anyone?" She asked.

Frank said, "I think I will little darling'."

I had enough already so I said, "None for me."

She opened the door more and came onto the porch. She wore only her apron and nothing more. Frank's eyes almost popped out of his head. I almost laughed at his expression. As Sherlock Holmes once said, "The game's afoot."

Franks attention never wandering from Hailey's naked ass was getting a bit uncomfortable, he began to fidget in his chair and at least twice spilt the coffee on his hand, often muttering "Damn!"

Hailey in her best minx like tone asked him, "Do you like what you see Mr. Drexler?"

He looked at me and I said, "She asked you a question Frank. Do you or don't you like what you see?"

He said, "Hell yea. I like what I see."

At that moment she placed the pot on the rail of the porch and dropped to her knees between old frank's legs and unbuttoned his jeans. She fished his small flaccid penis out and kissed it lovingly. Frank looked at me and said, "Sweet Jesus!"

I could see beads of sweat on his forehead as Hailey sucked his cock stretching the flaccid skin until it was hard. Once Hailey had stiffened Frank, she worked like an old pro, up and down, up and down; she'd take her tongue and slide it up and down each side of his shaft as she cupped his balls close to her face. Frank's lip began to quiver.

I said, "Honey I don't think he's going to last much longer..." 

Not expecting a response, from either, frank reach over and firmly latched his hand over mine on the arm of my chair and I thought his grip would break my hand, but noticed that Hailey had began swallowing his hot cum and Frank's involuntary response was not meant to hurt me.

She stopped sucking him and pulled the band of his underwear up and re-buttoned and re-zipped his jeans. She stood and refilled his coffee cup for him. She reach inside his ragged shirt pocked and grabbed a cigarette from his pack and placed it between his lips and used his lighter to light it for him. He inhaled deeply as she leaned down and kissed his cheek and turned and went back inside the house and closed the door. 

Frank sat there and didn't really know what to say.

I said, "Frank, it's alright. Breathe..."

He took a deep draw off his smoke and returned, "Damn Jack that was incredible. "

I smiled and stole a smoke from frank and said, "Listen what just happened, never happened if you get my drift."

Frank nodded his head and said, "Gotcha."

He stood and said, "But why did she do it?"

I stood in turn and placed my hand on his shoulder and said, "She just enjoys it. Now finish this puppy up so we can take a shower."

Frank headed back out to his machine and began working once again. I returned inside where Hailey was washing dishes and putting away the leftovers. She was nude standing at the sink when she heard the door close. She said, "Are you mad?"

I replied, "Why would I be?"

"Because I sucked Frank's dick." She blurted.

I walked up behind her and hugged her from the back and whispered, "I could never be mad at you honey. I just want you to be happy here with me."

I kissed her cheek and turned to grab my juice glass from the table.

I heard the backhoe outside speed up and knew Frank had finished. I kissed her cheek and said, "We'll talk later."

I went back outside and finished the connections to the septic system and carefully attached the main water line coming into the house and fished enough line to the kitchen sink as well. I worked for a great many hours and at last all that had to be done was the floor tiling in the bathroom. I wanted it to be perfect for her. Little did I know that while I worked, she tiled and although it didn't look totally professional, I knew deep down inside that watching all those do it yourself shows had paid off in a BIG way. By the time I came in and repaired a few odd and end leaks everything was finished and we at last had running water and modern plumbing.

I heard a crash out back and knew it was Frank demolishing and covering the old outhouse that had been here probably since the place was built. Hailey smiled and cupper her hand to her ear and said, "Sweet music to my ears!" I couldn't help but smile to myself because I knew she was right. That old thing should've been destroyed a long time ago. Later on that morning, I heard Frank loading his truck. He came to the door and knocked and I knew he wanted his money. We had initially agreed on fifteen hundred dollars for the septic system and install job. I figured that after what Hailey had done for him, he might knock off a few bucks but alas he did not. I paid frank and shuffled him out the door as he kept trying to peer around me to see Hailey.

By the time I was finished with Frank, I turned to see my new bathroom door shut. I heard water running and knew she was enjoying her first hot bath in a few days. During that time I watched TV and checked my email. I had a few writing offers which I intended on looking deeper into tomorrow, but for now, I just wanted to use an actual hose to water the garden and spend some more time with Hailey.

She opened the new door which stuck a little with the room's humidity. I turned to see her wrapped in towels, one on her body, and one on her head. The steam escaped the room and quickly made the living room humid as well.

She said, "That was heaven! Oh I feel so much better after that."

I rose and took my turn and sure enough a hot bath was what the doctor ordered. I too emerged renewed and invigorated with life. I had simply wrapped a towel around me and noticed she was painting her toe nails still wrapped in both towels sitting on the couch. I glanced at the clock, it was almost two pm.

I said, "So Hailey what would you like to do the rest of the day?"

She stood looking almost silly with cotton balls between her toes and her head wrapped like a turban. She placed her hands on her hips and thought for a minute and said, "Well, I was thinking about a deep freeze dad. After all winter's coming and we need to start stocking up and preparing for it. I was reading on the internet that Montana had some pretty harsh winter weather."

Once again my princess's intelligence shone though. I had always meant to buy something like that but hadn't yet and usually ended up eating canned beans all winter just so I wouldn't starve to death.

I said, "it's settled then, let's go shopping today."

I noticed as she took her towel off her body she wore a simple pair of white panties. I didn't comment on them but she noticed that I saw them and said, "You know dad, aunt flo is here for a visit."

I didn't respond. I knew full well what she was saying. Without incident we both dressed and left the house. I allowed her to drive us into town. It was unusual for me to sit on this side of the jeep, after all the years I had been its only driver. I watched Hailey closely, she was amazing. Everything her mother wasn't or never would be. Her small stature, her demeanor, her fire and thirst for life made me fall deeply in love with her. I dare not tell her that though. She had walked into my life and immediately taken the place of a wife when she didn't have to. Her body was perfect and that long flowing brown hair and her big doe eyes were enough to make me melt.

I visualized her naked as before we left. Her breast stood firm and did not sag nor droop. Even if they did, I'd love her anyway. I watched her professionally shift the gears as the wind blew her sleeve as it rested on the edge of the door frame where she had her window down. She was angelic. She finally spoke,

"Watcha looking at?"

I replied, "You."

"Why?" she asked.

"You amaze me, you know that Hailey? I love you so much."

She smiled and leaned in her seat and kissed my lips quickly and returned her attention to the road.

She said, "You know I love you too daddy."

We arrived at the local hardware store and shopped for a while and did purchase a deep freeze as she'd wanted along with some ceiling fans and odd and end things like towel holders and two emergency heaters for winter.

We left and loaded the jeep up and walked across the street to the diner and I treated her to lunch. We ate and talked as only one other patron sat at the far end of the bar while we took the end booth at the opposite end of the counter. Our waitress was a worn down shell of a woman whose name tag read, "Liza." She wasn't remarkable on any level except she was a heavy set woman, obviously married for many years. The lines and wrinkles on her face coupled with the tremendous set of spider veins in her legs told me she'd been doing this most of her life. Hailey ordered a burger and fries, while I got the Catfish plate and a coke.

It seemed to take some time to get our food, but when we did we happily ate and soon had our fill. Liza came back ever so often to check on us but we paid our check and remained seated and she left us alone.

I said, "Listen Hailey there's something I need to talk to you about."

She sat up attentively and said, "What is it?"

I said, "Well It's been absolute heaven having you with me these last two days, and I'm so glad you're here, it's just that with everything that 's happened so fast between us, I kind of feel less like you father and more like a...."

I stumbled for the words which she finished for me.

"A lover?" She inquired.

I exhaled uneasily and said, "Yes."

She laughed a silly laugh and said, "I feel the same way too it's just different dad that's all. We had this discussion remember about how families never show physical affection for one another but we will to a complete stranger we fall in love with?"

I drew upon my memory and sure enough she was right, we'd already crossed that bridge.

I said, "I guess I'm just having trouble getting used to the idea. I mean I remember changing you as an infant for goodness sake and now just last night I had my face buried in the part of your body that used to make me cringe."

She smiled and shifted her eyes left and right as she chewed a last bite of food and said, "Roll with the changes dad. You'll get used to it. Do you think that when I first saw you again, the first thing on my mind was you naked? No. That was the furthest thing from my mind actually. I just wanted you to be happy I was here and not send me back to Denton and Mom."

I reach out and grasped her hands tightly and said, "Let's go home."

Hailey tipped Liza ten dollars on a ten dollar meal and we left the diner.

I asked, "Anything else you need in town before we go?" 

She thought for long minutes and said, "Well, I could use some more shampoo and soap and we definitely need dish washing detergent." She stopped and her eyes got big, "Oh! We need an actual washer and dryer dad that would be so cool!"

I stopped her in her tracks when I said, "Where we going to put it at?"

She grimaced and mock slapped my arm and said, "Party pooper!" and took off running towards the general store. I chased after her laughing all the way. By the time we got to the door we were both semi winded and laughing. I felt as if I were eighteen again. I know I must have looked ridiculous but I didn't care.

We entered the store and were greeted by a somber older man. I'd been in here plenty. This was Mitchell Stewart; grumpy store owner. He much like myself had give the big city life the finger some twenty years ago and regretted it ever since. He'd came here hoping to make a fortune carrying products that you normally couldn't get out here such as designer shampoos and soaps and even lingerie sometimes but he'd forgotten that women here in the high country had lives, kids, chores and jobs, not nanny's, hair appointments, and shopping dates with their girlfriends like they did in the big city, so his good remained mostly unsold and he had dove straight into a bottle and never looked back. 

Soon both Hailey and I had courtesy baskets filled to the rim and we'd paid and were out the door. She hopped into the driver's seat and we headed back out of town. I prayed all the way that I'd tied the freezer to the roof to endure the ride home. I tried not to think about it as much on the way home but the ride was pretty quiet. She didn't seem to want to talk and I mentally was busy taking stock of what had and what could possibly happen in the coming days.

We arrived home and I helped Hailey gather all the bags and light stuff into the house and she in turn helped me with the freezer which almost killed both of us trying to maneuver and position it inside the house but eventually it was done and hooked up and ready for use. During all this time when she put everything away, I took to the computer and undertook a few backed up writing assignments. She once again took the keys and headed out.

She didn't say where she was going, only left.

Three hours later I was sipping on a cup of coffee reading an article I'd just written when she came back though the door. She hung the keys up and simply smiled. I heard a beeping outside like a big truck or piece of equipment backing up. I opened the door to peer out as a large refrigerated truck backed dangerously close to the front steps.

Two burly men exited and threw the door open. One scampered into the truck and slid box after box to the other who carried it into the house and stacked it upon the table and surrounding counter. After ten minutes or so of this mock assembly line, Hailey signed a clipboard and they were gone. I asked, "What's all this Hailey?"

She said, "Meat! Fresh meat dad. I bought a slaughter cow and had it killed and prepped, wrapped and ready for our new freezer. I saw a sign for it when we were at the General Store, so I went back and called the slaughterhouse, they gave me directions and I got there and ordered a whole cow. How cool is that?"

I was impressed at her foresight into the coming winter months but felt it was all a bit much. I helped her put away the various cuts of meat wrapped in white butcher's paper and soon the door would barely close. I was happy. The freezer was full, the house was mine, we had plumbing, electricity, cable and internet and I had my loving daughter. During that week, she did her thing and I did mine, our casual bed time nudity became less and less consuming for both of us. During that week she did not touch me in any way nor did I her.

We simply existed together. She worked the garden while I did my writing assignments and we both took the job of making dinner each night. Our sexual encounters became less and less frequent after a few weeks. I don't know what changed or how it did; all I know is that I was still the same man I was before. Each day it seemed the house was becoming more and more hers and not mine. She'd taken to knitting and needlework and now her creations had begun adorning our walls.




Jack Johnson - Montana Wilderness Ch. 02



It didn't take long for Hailey to fall into the role of a wife and even less time for me to get used to it too. She did the cooking and there always seemed to be a daily basket of fresh vegetables on the table that she tried her best to can and preserve.  

Saturday morning I rose, it was now September and winter was coming fast. I put in a call to old Ezekiel Waterford down on the border. I'd purchased fire wood from him since I got here so I gave him a call and ordered my usual thirty ricks of winter wood. He'd deliver that tomorrow or the next day. Sure it cost more but I didn't have the time, energy or equipment to obtain that amount of wood. Hailey arose that morning and I felt something different about her. It wasn't so much what she said, or how she said it, it was more of peacefulness about her than I'd ever seen before. 

I got up from the couch and started to walk to the mailbox, but she stopped me at the door. As I tried to open it, she pushed it closed and kissed me deeply. I dare not pull away but let it happen; she led me to the couch and lay me down. She removed my clothes and then hers and lay atop me and kissed me deeply. Her tongue intertwined with mine and our bodies seemed to move in unison. I could feel my rigid member pressing into her stomach; she giggled and wiggled until she had positioned it at the entrance to her hot wet pussy.

I asked, "Do you really want to do this?"

She didn't answer but took her hand and slid me inside her. At about that point, I could no longer resist. We'd broken what seemed to be the ultimate taboo. There was no denying that she felt incredible and was doing incredible things to me. Her love, lust combination bought me to peaks of new pleasures. Thinking back I knew it had been at least five years since I'd known a woman and this time reassured my belief in the fact that good things come to those who wait. She worked her hips faster and faster impaling herself over and over again, I watched the contortions and movements of her face as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She sat atop me and began the rocking up and down motions, her right hand tucked safely behind her cupping my balls and pleasuring me to the extent of human ability. I knew at this rate I wouldn't last long, I managed to utter.

"Baby, I'm getting close."

She stopped immediately and dove down and began pumping my cock hard and fast. It was all I could do to simply inhale. I felt my balls tighten up, as did she. Her mouth slid to the base of my cock and her tongue wiggled along the shaft of my cock. I felt the first shot leave my cock.

She moaned as jets of my juice filled her mouth. I held firm to the back of her head, burying her face into my pubic hair until I felt the last jet free itself from my balls. I let her go, she came up for air and inhaled deeply. Strings of semen seemed to spider web from her top to bottom lip. It was incredibly sexy to watch. It was all surreal and in slow motion but not realizing although I was finished, she was not.

She hopped on the arm of the couch and faced her pussy towards me and began to finger and rub her clit while from time to time managing to tweak a nipple or fondle her own breasts. She watched me in a semi comatose state of orgasm and bliss. I watched her expert hands bring her pleasure. Suddenly she inhaled deeply and then bit her bottom lip as the final orgasm ran through her. She fell forward onto me and began letting me like her juices from her fingers, which I did happily.

As I lay there letting her and myself calm down I realized that she and I had crossed that line and we needed to talk about it, but before we'd even began I'd asked her if she was sure that's what she wanted, not really knowing if it was what I had wanted or not.

I love the idea of my angel giving me a hand job from time to time and I loved watching her explore her sexuality her way, but actually impaling my own daughter although it had crossed my mind in fantasy, I never expected it to happen in reality. Now I had to cope with that.

Within minutes I noticed she was sound asleep on my chest and all I could do is think of all the things I wanted to do to her. We'd crossed that line now and there was no looking back, but for now she needed to sleep and I needed to recover my thoughts and deal with what I'd just done. She rolled off me a few minutes later and I stood. I sat across from her in the easy chair. I should've covered her up but I couldn't' resist watching her nude body at rest. During that time, I had regained my composure and my libido. I wanted her again, this time on my terms.

I stood and walked beside her and ran my hands through her hair. She smiled and woke up. I held her hand and led her to her feet. My cock was already hard and aching, I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I moved to the nearest wall and used it to support her back and slid myself into her deeply. We kissed for many long minutes; she ran her fingers over and over through my hair. Her weight wasn't a problem but soon the position became cumbersome and limited.

I moved her back to the arm of the couch and bent her over the arm and pumped my throbbing rod deep into her quivering pussy. God she was wet, God she was tight. I plowed her relentlessly over and over again. Often wetting a finger and slipping it into her pink asshole. She'd cry with pleasure, reaching back only to part her ass cheeks so I could penetrate deeper into her. 

I moved my cock out of her pussy and pushed against the opening of her ass. It was a nice idea but it wasn't going to happen, she was too tight. So before losing my erection, I slid back inside her and pumped for all I was worth. I felt that old urge hit me, I spun her around and forced her to her knees and fucked her mouth once again. This orgasm was not as powerful but felt just as good as the last. I knew my baby was getting her protein and I was getting my way. 

I focused hard on her face and how angelic it was as the final shot freed itself from my body. I picked her up and kissed her hard before she had time to swallow. Our juices mixed in our mouth's, in an expression of unification of our love for one another.

She wiped up as did I, Next thing I knew she was out in the garden again and I was lying down for a nap. As I lay there thinking, if summer and fall had bought me this much pleasure, I wondered when winter came, how much more pleasure I'd have being trapped in the house with Hailey for three months. But that was a story for another day.



Jack Johnson - Montana Wilderness Ch. 03



Chapter III -- The sunset

As I stood on the plain, I looked out at flatlands, to some not very much to see; but to me it was heaven. I'd been in Montana a Year or two now and standing here holding the reins of this horse made me feel a bit nostalgic. Mentally I recalled an old Garth Brooks song, "Much too young to feel this damn old."

For reasons obvious to me the song although melancholy hit a chord with me. I'd spent my time in the concrete jungle and now I wanted to be the only cowboy in Montana that wears an IPod. Well, around here, everybody just called me Jack. Jack Johnson; I removed my rawhide glove and wiped my scruffy face and felt the years creeping up on me.

Fortunately my life had changed for the better. I had my daughter Hailey at my side now. She'd changed everything about who I was and what I was. Before her arrival, I wrote a few articles for some magazines here and there. Enough to pay the bills but I needed something else. We'd worked hard to fix up the old cabin I got from Arlin.

She'd added so many feminine touches that now at nights when I tied Buck to the lashing post out front, I always felt a bit nostalgic when I opened up the door and announced that I was home. I was a lucky man really. Every night without fail, she'd greet me at the door, take my hat, coat or whatever I had in my hands and feed me, fill me with coffee and regale me with polite pleasant conversation.

I thought about how much I had changed as a man also. I liked to think when I looked in the mirror with my scruff and graying hair that I looked a bit like Sam Elliot from all those cowboy movies, but Hailey didn't see it.

It was through her doings that I'd taken up carpentry instead of gardening which she took care of now. Thanks to her there were more canned goods in the house and meat than ever before. We had running water, an indoor bathroom and many modern amenities. I'd even managed a wobbly pantry that was shored up with a block of wood. Hey I'm good, not perfect.

I'd taken over caring for Arlin's horses and I wanted to kick myself for not getting to know them before now.I reach back with my bare hand and rubbed Buck on the neck. He was a good horse, sturdy and fast. I'd gotten him a few weeks ago for Arlin at the auction in town and after a bit of haggling and a couple of cold beers with Arlin, he was mine.

Now I'm not a man who's struck on his on appearance, but I just had to get to town to buy my first leather duster and cowboy hat and boots. I felt like a cowboy, looked like a cowboy, felt like a fossil.

It was no lie that I loved having Hailey here, but at the same time. I didn't want her to spend her entire life out here on the prairie acting as a surrogate wife to me, while I played cowboy. I guess it was time I admitted to myself, that I needed to take on a more traditional father role with Hailey if such a thing were possible after all that's happened between us. Hell at this point, I couldn't have told you which side of the sky the sun set in and here I was starin' at the blasted thing, watching it go down.

I put my gloves back on and climbed aboard Buck and with a light spur sent him racing towards the setting sun. Home was that way. Now if you've never ridden a horse, it's an amazing beast. Powerful, proud and did I mention the speed. With one hand on my hat and the other on the horn of the saddle, I moved with his movements. I hit next on my trusty music player and listened to old Garth sing about standing outside the fire and it seemed so appropriate for the moment while Buck and I raced toward that setting sun looking forward to seeing Hailey once again.

I got home far more quickly than I'd anticipated. But life was good, I felt good and I clicked off my music and got down from buck and pulled my rifle out for the side saddle holder. I turned saw Hailey standing at the door, not looking at all like a wilderness gal, standing there with her torn Motley Crue tee-shirt and shorts on. I took off my hat and gave her the reins to Buck. She led him to the barn and I in turn took my coffee from the rail of the porch and threw off the duster and sipped the hot cup of heaven I'd needed since lunch.

I watched Hailey in the opening of the barn, Oh yea. I forgot to tell you that I'd built a barn. Not a big barn, but big enough for a couple horses and some hay; and my saddles of course. She rushed buck as he ate the oats in the feed bin. She was so completely perfect. She's everything to me. Mentally I didn't know if I could handle her marrying up to someone else. Fact was, I wanted her for myself but that was a pipe dream that wasn't going to ever happen. Eventually her eyes would turn to a younger man that she could have a family with and I had to get used to that.

Truth of the matter was I had gotten so nostalgic that I wanted to get married and have that Norman Rockwell family, you know the one. Still watching her bend and move and care for that horse, had an impact on me like no other. I stood and threw my remaining coffee away and headed for her. She had her back turned and I thought sure enough she heard me coming but when I got about two steps from her and then spoke,

she whirled around screaming like a teamster needing a coffee break and with a balled up fist smacked me right in my nose.

My eyes watered, the pain was so intense. There was a second that we both stood motionless until the searing pain crept into my brain and ignited every nerve in my face. I kept thinking to myself. "Cowboys don't cry, Cowboys don't cry..." Over and over as if that'd make the pain go away? Big moose tears ran out of the corners of my eyes as I did my best to hide it.

She grabbed me and hugged me.

"Daddy I'm so sorry! You Scared me."

I managed to utter, "Scared you, hell you hurt me Jackie Chan! Where the hell did you learn to do that?"

She laughed and then tried to stifle it and then I got to laughing too and then it was all over soon. I was holding onto the feed bin holding not my nose but my ribs. She'd laid her head on Buck's side and was laughing so hard I couldn't tell who was crying harder, me or her.

Once we calmed down a bit, I snapped my head around quickly and took a few quick aggressive steps towards her. The chase was on! She dropped brush, bucket and squealed and laughed and ran through the barn with me hot on her heels.

Like something out of an old B movie, you know the ones where the pursued girl can never run, she always falls down. Well Hailey wasn't having that problem. I was. I wanted so badly to corral her and make love to her right in this stack of hay, but I knew I had to catch her first.

Now I'm in boots and she's in Nike's who you thinks' gonna win. Turns out; shoes didn't have a thing to do with it. Fate did, I rounded the corner of Buck's stall and stepped square footed on a rake and it finished breaking what was left of my poor nose. I felt my eyes cross as I looked that rake square in the face and notified it the winner of the contest and took my TKO like a man.

Hailey still laughing until she saw me down, I was holding my nose and blood seeping through my fingers. She really got nervous and ran to the house and called Arlin after she'd checked on me.

About 20 minutes later he showed up and took me to the doctor in town who set my nose and with my official medical tape and nostrils full of cotton headed home. It felt as huge as a papaya on my face and throbbed like a boner at a XXX movie.

Three hours later I came home and was greeted not by a caring sympathetic daughter but an evil child that pointed and laughed at me. 

I couldn't believe she laughed at me, until I saw my reflection in the mirror. At the exact spot the rake had incapacitated me; I had the biggest cow lick in my hair. About a three inch wide strip of my hair stood straight up. I had a swollen face, broke nose and more medical tape than a Packer's linebacker. Hell I'd laugh too but truth was it hurt too damn much.

Over the course of the next few days, I switched out of cowboy mode and into poor pitiful me mode. Hailey never lost a beat she kept working in the garden while I healed and I knew as I sat out on the front porch after I did my chores with the horses that she'd never let me live this down. Good thing was, tape could come off tomorrow and I didn't have to change my nostril cotton balls anymore. I swear I inhaled a couple of those jokers. I'd be glad when they were gone.

Well a week later the swelling had subsided and the tape was off and I had the cutest little dent in the ridge of my nose. Hailey called it my battle scar and I took it as such and got my cowboy garb on again and headed for the barn. I opened the door and let Buck out in the pen to eat and drink his fill before his morning run. I sat my thermos on the post beside the door and stared at the rake.

It was an inanimate object but hell I was pissed off at it, so like a wild man I grabbed it up and ran outside and after a few good whacks against a tree showed that damn thing who was boss.

I turned around and began to head back inside the barn and saw Hailey leaned up against the door.

"My hero!" She announced at my victory over that damn rake.

I complimentarily flexed my biceps and she walked towards me and planted a deep wet kiss on my lips that left a resounding slurp as she pulled away.

I returned it a few times over until I knew the chase had ended. After a few steps inside the barn, I watched that old Motley Crue shirt hit the floor. She kicked off her shoes just as fast and in the blink of an eye she kicked the shorts into a pile of her clothes and fell back into the hay and with a simple "Come Here" Movement of her index finger was all the invitation I needed.

I hung my hat on a nail outside the stall and the duster and shirt managed to get put on top of her clothes, but the jeans and boots remained as I lay down beside her. We kissed and necked for a good hour and rolled around mostly acting like fools but we both were so into it.

I felt her hand on my zipper and felt it lower and then she popped the button on my jeans, in my best cowboy voice, I said, "Much obliged mamm."

She gave me a mock laugh and said, "You will be!"

She fished my throbbing cock from my jeans as I couldn't help but lower them to my ankles, then in one swift maneuver her face was buried in my pubic hair once again and my eyes crossed once more. She sucked me for a long time as I allowed my hands to explore her body. The soft whiteness of her breasts and ass were indeed divine and I was far from deserving such a great gift.

I lay back and whipped her around atop me and began gently kissing her pussy as I let my tongue softly separate her lips without penetrating her. As I did I'd let a little whisper of my breath touch her inner pussy lips. She'd shiver with excitement.

I licked her slowly and methodically, often writing my A, B, C's with my tongue. I'd usually make it to "J" before she couldn't take it anymore but today for some reason, I'd made it all the way to my 1, 2, 3's and she was still going strong.

We both were hot, wet, and ready so in one fell swoop, she did a one eighty and she mounted me. I didn't have to wait long until I felt her velvety smooth pussy engulf my throbbing cock. She rocked back and forth as I spent my time trying to catch a tit in my mouth on the upswing to take my mind off Cumming. With Hailey I could never last long. I don't know if it was that she was so tight, or she was just so full of passion, I couldn't wait to give her what she really wanted. 

She rode me until the sweat was running down her cheeks. She cried out and stopped and said, "I'm Cumming!"

She fucked harder and faster as I tried to hold my breath and think about puppies, baseball, anything to get my mind off of it, but I couldn't stop either. I shouted "Here It comes!" She too far gone to stop didn't bother nor did I. The feeling of Cumming inside her was amazing and quite scary. I hadn't planned on it, but it happened and sex much like hand grenades doesn't give "do over's."

After we'd finished I managed to wrestle my BVD's or 'Big Valley Drawers' as Hailey called them to my waist along with my authentic Wranglers and helped her to her feet and watched her dress. I got my shirt back on last and we both left the barn pulling hay from our hair.

I said, "Hailey, honey I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cum in you, do you need to go to town to get something for that?"

She said, "I'm going to take a good bath for a couple of hours and then I might go get something, but for now, get your butt on that horse and if you work him half as hard as you just worked me. He'll be ready for the Kentucky Derby in no time!"

I smiled at what she'd said and took it lovingly. I kissed her cheek mounted up on old buck and rode up even with her before she got to the porch. I pulled down the brim of my hat and once again said in my best John Wayne voice said,

"You were right little lady, I am much obliged!"

With that I spurred Buck and he and I once again chased that midday sun and if we were lucky, who knows, tonight we just might catch the damn thing!



Jack Johnson - Montana Wilderness



I awoke with the sun on my face. I was on my left side with my arm over Hailey. Our bodies pressed together. I dare not move. Her hair smelled of honey suckles. The hand that was draped over Hailey was delicately touching her stomach. I could feel her every breath, in and out. I noticed I had a huge erection and it was firmly placed right up the crack of her butt.

Oh I wanted to take her so badly but she was my daughter. She began to stir and move. I pretended to sleep. Her butt wiggled and worked against my throbbing shaft. I was in absolute heaven. She quickly flipped over in her sleep to face me. I rolled to my back and her leg and arm covered me. I could feel her beautiful breast touching my side. I knew I need some relief, but I didn't want this moment to end. 

Just then she opened her eyes and kissed my cheek and said, "Morning Daddy."

I looked at her and said, "Morning Angel."

She smiled and said, "Does this bother you? Cuddling?"

I said, "No, not at all. I'm enjoying it more than you'll ever know."

She placed her head on my chest and said, "Good because I love being close to you Daddy."

I said, "Me too." I said, "Hailey, I've got to apologize for last night. I didn't realize that I'd get an erection sleeping beside you and when I woke up I was poking you in the butt. I didn't intend on that."

She smiled and said, "It's OK dad. It's natural and it felt really good. I know you'd never hurt me."

I said, "Well Hailey until you arrived let's just say, I took care of my own needs when I needed to, and I'm afraid living with you, I can't do that now."

She said, "Masturbate?"

I nodded my head. She said, "Daddy you can masturbate whenever you need too. I'm a big girl now, hell even I do it from time to time."

I smiled because that made me feel better but at the same time scared me because I knew there was more to it than just a simple hand job. She turned on her side and held her head up and said, "Do you want to masturbate now daddy?"

I nodded my head yes.

he replied, "Go ahead."

I said, "I can't Hailey. I've never done it in front of anyone before."

She said, "You're just shy daddy."

She pulled the covers down to my knees and exposed my lower body. My penis hard and throbbing against my belly, demanded attention, I reach down and grabbed it and gave it a stroke or two and said, "Hailey you sure? I don't feel right about this."

She sat up beside me on the bed and said "Watch..." She reach out and grabbed my cock.

I was surprised. She began to stroke it up and down. I didn't want her or need her too, it's just that she took control. She magically worked my cock up and down as her long fingernails gently scraped back and forth across my nuts, down to my asshole where she tickled it for only a minute. I felt the orgasm inside me building and said, "Baby here it comes!" Jets of thick white cum flew into the air, spattering on my chest, her face and chest and even in her hair.

Her hands covered in cum continued to stroke me until the climax ended. I lay there spent in every way. She climbed atop me and kissed my forehead and said, "Feel better now daddy?"

I nodded yes. I could feel her wet pussy on my stomach as she leaned down to hug me, her breasts filled my face. I nuzzled them for a long minute and felt my hands grasping her taught ass cheeks.

I stopped and said, "Sorry."

"What for?" She inquired. "I didn't do anything that I didn't want to do in the first place."

I said, "Also for grabbing you ass just then." 

She giggled and said, "With an ass like this daddy who wouldn't want to grab it! Lighten up."

She got off me and walked to the kitchen and began to fix breakfast. I got up and washed off and helped her fix breakfast. I noticed during breakfast that the scrambled eggs had a funny taste to them. It wasn't bad, just unusual. I asked,

"Hailey what did you do to the eggs? There's a different taste to them now, they're delicious."

She giggled and said, "Well remember all that sticky cum on my hands, I put it in the eggs for extra protein!"

I almost got sick.

She said, "No daddy, eat it, it's good, you'll see!"

Reluctantly I mentally convinced myself it was creamed cheese and finished them and even had seconds. I wiped my mouth off and said,

"How did you know what it'd taste like?"

Hailey said, "It was by accident really. See Mom and Dork have been trying to have a kid for a year or two, so he's been keeping his jizz in jars in the refrigerator for mom to have inserted in her. Well one morning I came downstairs and fixed my eggs and went looking for a bit of milk to make them creamy. I ran across an unlabeled jar and I thought it was milk, but it was his cum.

I probably ate about a pint of it. Really delicious though."

I allowed that thought to run though my head for a few minutes and said, "So is it better cold or hot?"

She smiled and said, "I'll take it any way I can get it. I just don't want it wasted inside my pussy daddy. I'd rather eat it."

I stood thinking to myself that I'd never heard a woman that open and honest before so I just had to inquire, "So the trip out here was for....."

She said, "Alright, Alright I admit it. Mom concocted the story to get rid of me because I was drinking all his cum before she could get her dirty mitts all over it. I couldn't help it daddy."

I thought for a second and said, "All in all, how much do you think you drank of his juice?"

She said, "Over a gallon. I just got up one night, went to the refrigerator and turned it up like you would a gallon of milk. It was so good and creamy."

I continued, "So with the cum all gone from the refrigerator, that means your next stop would be the source and Caroline couldn't have that now could she?"

Hailey stood and said, "Right! Greedy Bitch wouldn't share any with me."

I placed my hands on the table and said, "Hailey what about incest? I'm your dad after all."

She said, "Dad a hand job is a touch, and eating cum can happen to anybody. Now unless you fuck me, it's not incest."

I pushed on, "What about a blow job? Is that incest?"

"No." Was her response as she turned her back to put the dishes in the sink.

"What about anal sex?" I inquired.

"Nope. Not incest. It's only incest if it's dick in pussy and it's unwanted."

Bless her heart I loved her but where she got the information from was all wrong. I went outside to contemplate the absurdity of what she'd just said and to work on the spare room or bathroom. I worked for a solid three hours in the nude outside in the hot July sun without a sight of Hailey. I had the walls framed up and it was ready to enclose.

I threw down my hammer and went in the cabin, it was empty. I stared out the back window to see her nude in the garden out back gathering vegetables. I smiled to myself and thought how much like me she really was. I got a drink and donned a white tee shirt and went back to work. After a few more hours it was nice, neat enclosed and tomorrow I'd finish the plumbing, but first I had to find a septic tank and get the digging done for all that. I stepped inside grabbed the phone book and proceeded to make a few calls. It was all set up.

Tomorrow, they'd come dig it, put it in and run my lines all I had to do was connect the toilet to the tank. No problem. Evening came on and Hailey and I ate dinner and talked. It was amazing how smart she could be. Her conversational skills were amazing. She'd tell stories I'd get so caught up in, I couldn't wait to hear the end.

She took a drink and finally said, "You know dad, this is the first day that I can ever remember not getting dressed all day long. It felt so good today out in the garden with the sun warming me and just doing what God intended for us to do, till the land."

I said, "Well, I've lived this way since your mother and I divorced and I plan on living this way until I die honestly. There's no better way."

She readily agreed and lifted her glass for a toast on that note. After dinner I helped her wash up the dishes and as she sat down,

I said, "You know Hailey this morning when we were talking, I wanted to ask you a few more questions. Is that alright with you?"

She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Sure."

Feeling somewhat oppressive I said, "Now this morning we talked about what incest is and isn't. If you don't mind me asking where did you get your information at?"

She said, "From Denton."

"Why would he purposely give you misinformation?" I asked?

She said, "Probably because he's so deep in the game of incest that he's really forgotten where the line gets crossed dad."

I inquired further, "What do you mean?" 

Hailey sat up and said, "Denton's from London dad, so he's different. When mom met Denton he had two kids Marco and Persephone whom he'd gotten from his marriage. Apparently he'd proved her an unfit mother and courts in London awarded him custody. So once they moved in, I noticed that every night he'd visit their bedrooms and be in there for a long time. Well, mom was usually in valium heaven about then, so only I knew about it.

One night I walked in as he stood before them naked with an erection telling them what incest is and isn't. I listened intently to what he taught them and how he made them explore him and each other in the name of love. It was quite beautiful, not at all like you'd think. These children would just eat the attention up and seemed to love doing things for and with him. Well to make a long story short, he caught me listening and invited me in to learn as well."

I had to sit down, I felt a good erection building but I didn't want her to stop her story.

"So." She continued, "Where was I?" "Oh yea, well I went in and sat down on the floor, he asked me to disrobe like they were and we just basically fondled one another for an hour or so exploring one another's bodies and learning to kiss and how to touch and when to touch and what to touch. So after a few weeks, I asked Denton if mother knew and if she did why she didn't join us?" He said, She knew all about it but chose not to participate.

Well, weeks went by and one evening we had dinner and I noticed that mother locked the door about seven pm, much too early for bedtime. She disrobed right then and there and lay on the floor and allowed all four of us to explore her body and do with her as we wished. I watched Denton and Marco penetrate her and explained to Persephone what was going on, but reminded her, that we would soon be called upon to pleasure our parents and siblings and to learn all we could."

I stammered for the words, afraid of the question I'd ask and the answer I'd get and finally uttered closing my eyes in distaste. "How old were Marco and Persephone?"  She quickly answered, "Marco is 19 and Persephone is 22."

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and said, "That's amazing. You know when I was married to your mother that she wouldn't even get nude with the lights on. Let alone have sex with a man and his son while his step and blood daughter watched her. Wow I guess some people really change."

I stood up as my erection gave me away, she said, "Apparently daddy likes the idea of incest too."

I smiled and held my hands up and said, "Guilty. It's just so naughty but so right at the same time. It's the perfect expression of ones love. Look at it this way Hailey, we love people all the time that we're not related too and eventually have sex with them to show that love, so why it is that family's love one another and never show it physically?"

She smiled and said, "I know, I feel the same way."

I sat down beside her on the couch, our legs touching together. She didn't need an invitation she immediately grabbed my hard dick and began stroking it.

I asked, "Hailey would it be alright if I touched you too?"

She said, "Sure, what are you waiting for."

I touched her sweet supple breast carefully playing with her nipples and down her flat stomach to the thin wispy strip of black hair above her pussy. She parted her legs and I felt her meaty pussy lips wet to the touch. I rubbed her clit hood coaxing her clit to protrude. She lay her head back and went on the ride. Soon she was writing all over the couch so much that I could barley insert my finger into her hot dripping cunt.

I asked, "Honey, can daddy lick it?"

She didn't answer, only nodded her approval and I dove in. Her pussy was delightful. So hot and juicy, I did not want to come up for air but her orgasms had subsided and I needed to cum now. I moved to her head as she lay on the couch and said, "Open up."


She opened her mouth as I masturbated quickly aiming the tip of my cock only millimeters from her tongue. Then it happened, my balls tightened up and the cum ejected from the head of my cock with a mighty force. I watched as jet after jet squirted into her waiting mouth, where she quickly consumed it all. I couldn't resist rubbing the tip on her tongue to get it all out. I noticed the cum on my hands and fingers and quickly fed them to her as well. She came again upon eating my cum.

My cock now drooping and I spent; she pulled me close and took it in her mouth, not to suck but to clean. She professionally cleaned my cock and balls and released me from her lips and sat up.

"Thank you daddy." Was her only response.

I said in return, "No thank you honey. You've made daddy so happy! Tomorrow I promise I'll get to work on that toilet you wanted."

She smiled and said, "Yhea we kind of really need it. It's not that I mind using the bushes and trees but it's just that I'm a woman, I have to have it. I'm just so glad I don't have to wear clothes ever again or hide my secret from you and that you understand."

I said, "Well honey, the only time you need to dress is when Arlin comes by and that's only for an hour once a month, but somehow I don't think he'd mind a nude greeting from you."

She smiled and said, "Daddy do you think......?"

I stopped her in her tracks, "No you can't drink his cum. He's old honey you might kill him."

She slumped down and play pouted, then laughed. I laughed too and said, "We'll see...."

The End