5 comments/ 51021 views/ 15 favorites Undercurrents Ch. 01 By: motoskoota Todd Creighton tipped his swivel chair backwards in his home office. He held the phone to his ear and raised his eyebrows in a show of exasperation. "Look, Len. Entry fee is four mil. That's not the final offer. It's the only offer. You're spread all over the place. If you want to come in, you've got to come in big. This isn't some penny-ante sideshow." He stopped talking and began doodling on a pad. He dropped the pen and lit a cigarette, blowing a stream of smoke up to the ceiling. "Look. There's no hurry. Why don't you sell some shit, you know? I mean, you own about half the property in the old neighborhood... yeah. Ditch a few storefronts. The market's right for it. okay? Are we good? Atta boy. Okay. See ya." "Jeez. What a pollyanna." he mused, as he stretched overhead, revealing sculpted muscles beneath the blond hair of his forearms. Trish, his wife, came to the open door. "Hey, I'm going over to Maple's - short workout and a sauna. Want to come?" she said, zipping up a light-blue jacket. "Hmmm, sounds nice." Todd pondered. "Nah. I'd better keep at it. I need a few more people on board to get this thing rolling." "What about the guy we met at the club last week. Phelps? I think that was his name. Jack's friend. Seemed to be prospering." "That's an idea." "Anyway, I'm off. How about some cracked crab for dinner? I can swing by LaCosta's." "You're reading my mind, babe." "Really? Be careful what you think, then, big fella!" She laughed. Todd heard the front door click shut. He went to the front room and stood watching in his T shirt and sweats. Through the blinds he saw Trish's Navigator move down the street. Taking the long, sweeping staircase up to the second floor, he entered his daughter's room. He knew exactly what he was looking for, and a thrill ran through his powerful frame and settled into his loins. He made his way to the closet. It was better than he could have imagined! Several pairs of her panties were visible in the wicker basket she used for soiled laundry. Not surprisingly, Todd began to feel guilty about creeping around his daughter's room, but he was good at dismissing such feelings. He knew how to compartmentalize. He held up a pale-yellow satiny pair and scrutinized it for the treasure he sought. And It was a gem! Jessie's dark honey stains were prominent in the front of the panty, and a slender brown streak graced the material behind. He had missed these adventures for the four years that Jessie had been at college, but that absence only made the present opportunities all the more exciting. Settling on this pair after perusing the others, Todd exited the room and headed for the hall bathroom, envisioning his tall, beautiful daughter as he went. He was getting in the mood, and the front of his sweatpants confirmed this with a sizable and shifting bulge. Tod reached to open the bathroom door just as it opened from the other side. In the smallest fraction of a second, he gasped, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, and his heart began to beat as if he had run a marathon. He swiftly jammed the panties into his back pocket as the door swung open. He stood face-to-face with his daughter. Jessie was a woman just one year out of her teenhood, and she deliciously looked the part. "Daddy! Whew! You startled me. I didn't know you were upstairs. What's up?" "Just heading for the john, sweetheart." Todd said, his voice strangely high-pitched. Jessie looked at him quizzically. "You okay, Dad? You look a little funny. I mean pale. I hope you're not sick, or anything." "Could be." Todd replied. "There's something going around." Jessie stepped out of the bathroom, and Todd entered quickly. He closed the door and pressed his back to it. He took deep breaths as sweat beaded onto his forehead. His shirt was damp, as well. Back in his office, Todd reviewed over and over again the surprising presence of his daughter in the house. He swore that he'd heard her say that she would be going hiking with Bernard. But that was a few days ago. Something had changed. That was for sure. He chastised himself bitterly for just assuming this. Was he nuts? He couldn't imagine the fallout if his surreptitious hamper-diving got out. 'Fucking moron', he seethed to himself. 'Dumb ass'. He held his head in his hands as he sat at his desk, and began to calm down. There was a knock at the office door. "Come in!" Todd called, feeling his adrenalin surge. It had to be Jessie. Now he did know she was in the house. Jessie entered, her short brown hair spiked with gel. She wore tightly-fitting cutoff jean shorts and a gauzy white blouse with the tails tied at her midriff. She was barefoot. "Daddy, I need to talk to you." she said in a serious tone. Could be some personal thing, Todd thought desperately. She did often confide in him. "Sit down, Jess. What's on your mind. Nothing terrible, I hope." Jessie lowered herself into one of the two leather-upholstered chairs that faced the desk. Todd could not help watching her gorgeous tanned legs curl up onto the seat of the chair. In spite of the close scrape he'd just survived, he couldn't help imagining resting his face against the soft thighs. Jessie sat there looking at the floor. Todd's mind was racing. "Tell me all about it, honey." he said, feeling as if a judge was about to read his sentence to him. "Maybe I can help." "I don't think that's possible." she said, and Todd noticed a tone of anger in her voice. "Well, why not?" Todd rejoined, his bowels doing a slow churn. "What were you doing with my panties, daddy!?" she blurted out, her lower lip quivering. She tried to control herself, but the tears came. "Your...your..." My panties!! for Christ's sake, daddy, I saw them sticking out of your pocket upstairs just now! And I looked in my room and they are missing!" Todd let his head hang down so that he stared blankly at a pen and a crumpled page of paper in front of him. His mind was frozen, and the chill descended and lodged in his chest. Had he injured her, the one person in the world whose trust he had worked so hard to gain? Would she now think of him as a skulking pervert? He listened to his daughter sniffling a few feet away. Slowly, he drew the undergarment from his pocket, and placed it on the desk. "Here, baby. Maybe you can forgive me someday. I wouldn't." With that, Todd slid from his chair onto his knees. He covered his face with his hands, and sobs rose up from deep within him. His shoulders shook. "Maybe someday." he anguished. "God! I'm so sorry! I'm a shit. I'm not a father. I'm a fucking lowlife." He looked up to see Jessie looking at him, confusion and pain in her reddened eyes. But there was something else there, too. Todd was too blinded by self-loathing to see it: the love and the pity that also shone through her tears. Weeping uncontrollably, Jessie left her seat and came around the desk to her anguished father. "Oh, Daddy! Daddy! Don't cry. Please.Please, Daddy. Oh, Daddy." She went to her knees and embraced him. She stroked the back of his head, feeling the thick hair between her fingers. "Shhh.Shhh. It's okay." she said between her diminishing sobs. Forgiveness washed over her and the hard casing she had felt around her heart shattered slowly and fell away. "I don't deserve you." Todd mumbled, unable to look at her. "Some father." "No! No! Please, Daddy. You love me. I know you love me. What you did... well, really, was it so bad, so evil? But I was shocked. It just never occurred to me that..." "That I'm a snake? That I am..." "Stop it! Don't say that!" Jessie cried, and pulled Todd closer. "I can't take hearing you say that!" Her body was quaking and she wailed loudly. This alarmed Todd, and he forgot himself and tried to soothe her. "It's okay. Shhhhh. It's okay, sweetie. I'll stop. Really. I don't want to hurt you. Try to relax. Shhhhh." "I know. I know that you wouldn't hurt me." Jessie said, her composure slowly returning. They knelt there in each other's arms. Jessie began to shiver, though the room was warm. "I'm cold." she said, and Todd held her closer and rubbed her back briskly to warm her. He pulled a zip-up jacket off of the nearby coat rack and wrapped his daughter in it. How am I so blessed, Todd wondered. Any number of twenty-year-olds would have completely freaked out or called the police. Todd rose and gently pulled Jessie to her feet. "Let's sit over here for a minute." Todd said, indicating the sofa against the wall. Jessie, pulling the jacket closely around her, walked sniffling to the sofa. Todd sat beside her, and placed a box of Kleenex between them. "Are you sure one box is enough?" Jessie asked, and Todd was encouraged to see her innate resiliency and spirit coming to the fore. What other young daughter could crack a joke under these circumstances? Todd sat a respectful distance from Jessie. He waited while she dabbed at her eyes and blew her nose. "Jess. I don't know what to say. I've deceived you. And I've used you.You didn't know it, but I did." Todd searched for the right words. "I mean, I'm sure lots of fathers admire their daughters as they grow into womanhood, maybe most of them. But...I don't know. I stepped over a line, honey. A father shouldn't do that. He's got to be some kind of model, some kind of..." Todd's voice trailed off, and the glow of Jessie's forgiveness began to cool in him. Here he was assuming the role of the rational adult, taking control of the situation when, really, he should just own up to his utter failure as a parent and consider himself at the level of Roscoe, their dalmatian, in the family hierarchy. "I want you to think whatever you want of me." he said. emphatically. "Forgiveness has to be earned, and it can't happen overnight. If ever. Don't be so quick to let this go, Jess. Your father let you down." Jessie saw that her father, normally so robust and full of life, looked haggard and beaten down. She sensed deeply the pain and deep disappointment he now carried inside, and it moved her. "Daddy," she said, reaching for his hand and holding it between hers. All right. I'm...I don't know, hurt, I suppose. But there's more to you than just getting off to your daughter's undies. A whole lot more. Look at how you've cared for me. So many times I've just...glowed inside to see you proud of me. And we've had such good talks. Believe me, other girls growing up had very little of that kind of attention and caring. And when me and Mom fought, you were so even-handed in helping smooth things out. You helped so much." Jessie's eyes teared up again, and she clasped Todd's hand closely. "And what's so wrong with a father feeling something for his daughter? I mean, the way you feel when you... when you use my things like that? Love takes all kinds of shapes, I think. And none of them is wrong." Todd dared, finally, to look into Jessie's eyes. "You are really something, you know that?" he said. "What you are saying is so mature, really. I wonder which of us is the adult here." "I'd say we both are, Dad. What do you think?" "It looks that way." Todd said, looking admiringly at her. "And I have a bit of a confession to make, since we're being so adult, and all." Jessie said, releasing Todd's hand and looking down at the floor. "I've had feelings of my own, Daddy. Do you understand? I mean... I mean...about you." With this sudden admission, Jessie colored deeply. "I'm not exactly innocent, you know." she continued. "And that's okay, too, Jess!" Todd hastened to say. "How are you going to stop how you feel about anyone, especially someone you're close to? You can't. That's the bottom line, baby. You just can't." "Okay. A couple of times I listened to you and Mom. You know, in bed." And again, Jessie blushed. "Not recently. But it happened." "That's okay. Families have secrets. That's no secret, is it?" Jessie smiled. "Well, not if what my girlfriends tell me is true. Not just sexual stuff. But secrets, just the same." There was a moment when neither spoke, and Todd reached out for Jessie's hand. "I feel like you've saved my life. Like you're an angel, Jess. If you hadn't forgiven me, I can't imagine how tortured I'd be feeling right now." "Let's just say you had it coming. Okay?" she said, and bent closer to kiss his cheek. "It's good to get my own sneaky behavior off my chest, you know. I've always felt like I was doing something wrong. Once would have been one thing, but ... it was more than once." "Young woman are naturally curious about sex. It's no big deal what you did." Todd reassured her. "That's how you got to be here, after all." "It was, well..." "No. Go ahead, if you want to talk about it. Just because we're a family doesn't mean we have to have secrets." "Well, It was exciting! Especially the first time. I kind of had a feeling you were going to have sex that night. You and Mom were hugging on the couch in the living room, and later I saw you kissing. You didn't see me, though. I decided I would stay awake, and listen at your door when you'd gone to bed." Jessie looked at her father with an impish grin. "And...?" Todd coaxed. Welllll...after maybe ten minutes, I heard Mom moaning and saying something to you. She was talking to you, but it kind of came in spurts. In between, she moaned and sometimes she grunted or said 'Jesus' or 'fuck'. I tried imagining what you were doing. I mean what you, Daddy, were doing." and here, Jessie laughed nervously and glanced at Todd, then quickly looked away. "I knew what you were doing, of course. You were inside her. I just tried to picture how...you know, how... you were doing it. Anyway, after awhile, I could hear you. You were starting to moan as well, and I could hear that you were breathing hard. I got so excited. I remember that my knees were shaking! Then, pretty soon, both of you were making a lot of noise - moaning, and all. And Mom was saying things like 'It's so good, Todd! It's so good, baby!' She also said," and Jessie hesitated before continuing. "Go on" Todd encouraged her. "It's all right." "She said: ' You sure know how to fuck me, baby!'" Todd waited. They both sat there silently. Suddenly, Jessie giggled. She stifled it, but in a second she began to giggle again. "I'm sorry, Daddy! Geez, I don't know what's so funny. I don't mean to make light of what we're doing here, you know." "You're laughing at what your mother said?" Todd inquired, barely repressing a smile. "Sort of." Jessie said. "I'd never heard Mom cuss before. And it was fun hearing her being so horny and all." "Well, people say all kinds of things in the heat of passion." "I was glad to hear her say that, though, that she liked the way you...the way you treated her in bed. It made me feel like our family was a happy one." "We were a happy family, Jessie. Can we still be that?" "We are that, Daddy. Yeah. we are." Todd bent towards her and gave a peck on her cheek. "Thank you so much for being so good to me, Jess. Let's talk more later. if there are still hard feelings, I'll understand. Okay?" "Sure, Daddy. I think we'll be fine." Undercurrents Ch. 02 Todd abandoned work for the day. Suddenly, his investment deal seemed no more important than a board game. He stayed in his office, feet on the desk, his gaze directed out towards the tree line of the property, seeing nothing in particular. He had weathered a crisis that could have been the downfall of his family life; of his family, really. But instead of condemning or recoiling from him, his daughter had looked deeper than he could have expected, and seen him in his complexity: a man with passions who allowed those passions to co-mingle with an unshakeable love for his only child. Sitting there, he thought: she saw that. It amazed him, and it elevated his estimation of Jessie as a person. He felt a lightness in his being, a burgeoning sense of possibilities. And it wasn't because his biotech stock had spiked. Something finer and more enduring. He berated himself as he sat there, thinking of how he had objectified his daughter, practically made her into a porn figure for his enjoyment. But this had all changed. Todd went to the kitchen for a cool drink and found his wife, Trish, unpacking groceries. He went to her and put his arms around her. "Nice time at the gym?" he asked. "The usual. How's the project coming?" "Ah, I'm taking the day off. We're still waiting for contract bids, anyway. And the county needs to approve the rezoning." "I thought that was a sure thing." Trish said as she folded the paper bags. "Pretty much. But it has to go through committees. It'll be next spring, earliest." Todd said, spinning a bell pepper on the countertop. "What do you say we all go to Girards for dinner tomorrow?" he said. "The three of us. We haven't been there in some time. Remember that halibut with rock shrimp? What do you think?" "Sure. If we can get in." "It's the middle of the week, and we've always run up a big bill there. Can't hurt to try." "Go ahead. Work your charm on them. Jessie might want to have Bernard come, too." "The more the merrier. I'll ask her." Todd said, pleased to be arranging a family outing. Normally, that was Trish's domain. He found Jessie out by the pool. She was reading a novel, stretched out on a chaise longue. His approach was from behind her, and as he came near he found himself looking at her tanned legs, crossed at the ankles. He thought, well, there they are, and how can I not see them. No big deal. He came to her side and she looked up from her book. She closed it and laid it beside her. "Hi, Daddy." she said. "Are you okay?" "Sure, honey. Thanks for asking." he said. "Pull up a chair. It's gorgeous out here, isn't it?" Standing beside her, Todd could smell coconut tanning lotion and the fragrance of her hair. His eyes moved down to where her bikini bottoms enveloped the subtle mound at the juncture of her thighs. He began talking about the dinner date, but another voice whispered inside him as he did - 'if you move closer, you might smell that, too. There it is, baking in the sun...' "Yeah, tomorrow." he heard himself say. "See if Bernard wants to come. A double date, you might say." "I think he's busy, Dad. But the three of us, that would be cool." Todd detected a note of ire at the mention of Bernard, Jessie's boyfriend. "Call him. See if he can break away." Todd said, knowing he was fishing. "Just the three of us would be nice, okay Daddy?" Jessie said, and gave him a look as if to say - let's drop it. " Alright, honey." Todd said, remembering that had Jessie been out walking in nature with Bernard that morning, as he'd supposed she would be, none of the earlier events would have happened. The best Todd could get was a reservation for the next week, but, really, what was the hurry? Musing at his desk, he realized that the gourmet dinner would be, unbeknownst to the others, a celebration of his reconciling with Jessie. Or, he thought further, his brow knitting at the prospect, was he going on a date with Jessie, and Trish would be there to give it legitimacy? He told himself he was reading too much into a simple outing, but he remembered, too, the flashes of desire, the small voice in his head, when he spoke to Jessie at the pool. This isn't over, he thought. It just isn't. Shit. He held his head in his hands and tried to erase the thoughts, but there was an indelibility to them, a fatefulness. Todd sat across from the television in shorts and T shirt. The big game was on and the din of a fevered crowd poured from the speakers. He moved to the edge of the sofa "That's it! That's it! Okay! First down and then some!" Todd enthused loudly. "I'll drink to that!" he declared, and took a long swig from his beer. He put his feet up on the ottoman and reached for the chips. "Hi, Daddy." he heard Jessie say as she entered the room. "Hey, Jess. We're on an ass-kicking roll here, sweetie. Corrigan just ran for thirty yards." "Great." Jessie rejoined, not showing much interest, and walking towards him with slow, careful steps. "Daddy, I've got such a headache. I mean, I've practically overdosed on Motrin." she said, sitting down beside him and moving her head from side to side. "Fuck! It hurts!" Todd was taken aback by her choice of words and felt she must really be hurting. "And my neck! It feels like there are steel cables there instead of muscles. Maybe a hot water bottle would help. I don't know. Shit!" Todd saw tears drop from her eyes onto the carpet. "Could you rub my neck a bit, Daddy? If I could just relax that." "Hey, come to poppa! Geez, Jess, I'm so sorry you're in pain. Have you had one like this before? I didn't know you even got headaches, or whatever this is." Jessie moved up to the edge of the sofa, her back to her father. "Never like this." "Let's see here." Todd said, gently touching his daughter's neck. He probed with some pressure, feeling the tension under his fingers. "Let me know if it's too much, okay?" "Okay." Todd pressed with his thumbs from her shoulders up to the base of her skull." "It's really tender, Daddy. But it feels great. You can press harder. Jesus! It feels so good!" Todd had played football in college, and knew something about massage, having received them after games. He worked across the muscle fibers with his thumbs. "Mmmmmm. Oh, wow! That is so good, Daddy!" Jessie moaned, and Todd was happy that he could relieve his daughter's anguish. He kept at it, using different strokes. "Lean your head back a bit, Jess." he instructed, and with that he was able to go deeper. "God! You're a magician, Daddy. Mmmmmmmm. Don't stop." Jessie's skin was showing a pink glow where Todd was rubbing it, and in the midst of his satisfaction in helping Jessie, he discovered, with a start, that her sighs and declarations of relief were turning him on! "How's that, honey?" he asked, withdrawing his hands. "Absolutely fantastic! Whew! It's still tight, though. Could you do a bit more? Please?" Todd tried to focus on Jessie's pain, but his pleasure intruded each time. He felt drawn, as he kneaded her neck, to bend down and kiss the soft curve where it joined her shoulder. "That's enough for now, honey." he said suddenly, and sat back and away from her on the sofa. Jessie sat back as well, releasing a deep, satisfied sigh. "Thank you so much, Daddy! What happened? Did your thumbs give out?" she asked, a quizzical tone in her voice. She looked at him and clearly saw his agitation. "What's going on, Daddy?" "Yeah. My thumbs. I can do some more later, if you like. Anyway, I'm glad I could help." he said, and turned his attention to the game for which he now had not the slightest interest. He sat dejectedly and stared at the screen. "Are you okay?" Jessie inquired, a look of concern on her face. "I just want to watch the game, alright?!" he snapped. "Sorry, Daddy." Jessie said. "It really helped .I'm so grateful... I was going nuts." "I'm glad it did, Jess. I'm sorry I got snippy. I guess I'm kind of edgy today." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and she noticed the contour of his penis under his shorts. What had drawn her attention to it was that it had moved. She sat back and watched the game with him. Neither of them really noticed what was going on on the field. A commercial came on, and Jessie spoke. "Daddy? Remember what I said that time in your office? About love being right no matter what form it takes? I...I... well, I just want to say that to you again, that's all. I meant it." Jessie held her hands in her lap, her eyes downcast. Todd hit the mute button on the remote, and they sat in silence. What could he say that was that honest? That he was aching to go to bed with her? "you are so wonderfully attractive, Jessie. I can't imagine any man being around you and not wanting you." Fuck! What was he doing?! Jessie could sense her father's discomfort in saying this. "That's very flattering, Daddy. You know. I like being attractive to men. Men I admire and respect, that is. I'm not interested in drooling adolescents. They're around every corner. And some are in their thirties. Believe me." Todd looked at Jessie with a timid smile. "Thanks, Jess." "You're in the first group, Dad. I'm really proud that a guy like you could...you know...desire me." Jessie said, feeling color rising up her neck into her face. She didn't try to hide it. Todd let his head rest on the back of the sofa, and let out a weary sigh. "I don't know, Jess. I have to tell you that this situation is just beating me up. I want to be a good father. That's the bottom line. But, Jesus Christ, I just can't control this." Todd's head rolled side to side in agitation. "I mean, I'm beginning to wish I didn't have a...a...you know what." Todd's distress brought Jessie to his side. Seeing the suffering in his face, a surge of guilt gripped her. She knew, of course, that she was beautiful. Men gawking at her was commonplace enough; something she barely noticed anymore. But here was a good man, someone who had sacrificed so much for her. And he was in pain because he wanted her as a woman. She rested her head on his shoulder and stroked his back. "Don't be so hard on yourself. Please." she implored in an attempt to soothe him. "you're a man, Daddy. What's to be done? And as for wishing you didn't have a penis, I mean, where would I be if you didn't?" she said, trying to inject a bit of lightness into the sober atmosphere. Hearing his daughter say 'penis' sent an erotic charge through Todd's body, and he writhed slowly, his hands covering his groin. Jessie slid off the sofa and knelt before her father. "I can't take much more of you being in pain like this, Daddy." she moaned, bringing her forehead to rest on his knee. Todd impulsively pushed her away and, as he did, she saw clearly the outline of his erection. Now Todd didn't know where to put his hands. Jessie took them in hers and kissed them. "You're a good father, Daddy. And I'm glad you have a cock! And I'm so happy that you love me!" Jessie said, her voice breaking. "Oh, sweetie!" Todd cried, squeezing her hands. Jessie let her cheek rest on Todd's warm leg, and looked to where his shorts revealed his excited state. She let go of his hands and, with one simple motion, brought her face to rest in his lap. She could feel the immediate reaction of Todd's stiffened member through the cloth. Todd's back arched, and he pulled his daughter's face firmly into his groin. Then, relaxing his hold, he pushed her away. He was breathing audibly. "Take a walk or something, Jessie. Please, honey. Look, it's so beautiful outside." I prefer being right here with you, Daddy, if that's okay." she replied. With that, she slid her slender hand up the leg of Todd's shorts, stroking the heated flesh there, feeling with pleasure his coarse blond hairs. "Mmmmm, Daddy. I think It's much nicer in here. I'm with a wonderful man, and I am going to help him feel happy. And that is just what he deserves." Before Todd had time to think, Jessie shifted herself forward and kissed Todd's penis through his shorts. "Mmmmm. It's warm." "Jess..." "Shhhh. Don't worry, Daddy. This is love. Don't push it away." She lifted Todd's shirt and planted a kiss on his firm abdomen. Unbuttoning the top of his shorts, she looked up at Todd with a bit of mischief in her eyes. "Don't forget my part in this, Daddy. I got pretty hot listening in on you and Mom. To be honest, I was getting mad at Mom that night for being the one with you. I was telling myself how I could please you better. I was imagining myself in that bed being...you know..." Jessie looked into Todd's eyes. "Being fucked by you, Daddy." Jessie hung her head for a second, a bit embarrassed by the depth of this revelation. Todd felt his moral angst melt away in the sweet moment of his daughter's confession. Plus, he was just so damned weary of jacking off to her! Jessie raised up, still on her knees, and pulled on Todd's zipper. The confined cock sprang out like a jack-in-the-box. "Whew! Surprise, surprise! No undies!" Jess exclaimed, marveling at the liberated organ as it swayed delightedly before her. This brought a nervous chuckle from Todd. "Hey, hey!!" Jessie chirped. "What's your name?" She pulled the swollen shaft upright and gave it an appreciative once-over. Todd closed his eyes, but then opened them. The picture of his fully-erect cock in the same frame as his daughter's pretty face was overwhelmingly erotic. He reached out and stroked her hair. "Damn, Daddy. No wonder Mom was so hot that night. It's really quite impressive!" "Well," Todd said, his voice quivering with excitement, "a man never minds hearing something like that." Todd felt no loss of libido, given that his dream was being realized, but he felt awkward as well. It was just too bizarre to have his cock waving in Jessie's face right in their living room. Jessie sensed this. "Mom's at that azalea thing, right? I'm sorry, Daddy, but we have to talk about her. We have to not let her be hurt." Right." Todd said, feeling somewhat more at ease with the situation. Jessie reached for his scrotum and fingered it lightly. Todd breathed deeply and stroked Jessie's forearm. "Well, you know she's competing in it. She'll be there until they close it up - after eight." he said. "In that case, I'm going to get more comfortable, as they say." With that, Jessie stood, went to the window, and closed the blinds. As Todd watched, she slipped out of her blouse, then unhooked her bra. Her smooth white breasts moved freely, wonderfully contrasted with her tanned shoulders and belly. Her nipples were smooth and pink. Todd's jaw nearly dropped. He knew that Jessie had a lovely pair of teats, judging from the way they shaped her clothing, but to see them in their naked, unconfined state was electrifying. "Jessie, you are so, so..." "You like, Daddy?" Jess said teasingly, placing her hands on her knees and engaging Todd's eyes. She swayed lightly from side-to-side, her breasts falling in with the rhythm. "Enjoy yourself, Daddy. All men like to look." She walked seductively over to the sofa, straddled Todd, and moved her teats back and forth in front of him. She let the nipples graze his face a couple of times. "Oooooh. Your whiskers feel good!" she exclaimed, and gave him a loud smacking kiss on his cheek. "That's the kind of kiss I would give you when you used to tucked me into bed. Remember?" Todd gave himself over to his ardor and pressed his face fully between the milky-white breasts. He felt the warmth and smelled the sweet fragrance of her flesh. Jessie, for her part began to grind slowly against Todd's erection. "These shorts can't be comfortable against your skin." she said, and rose to her feet. "I say we get rid of them." Standing a few feet in front of Todd, she unzipped her shorts, hooked her thumbs into the binding, and pulled them to her ankles. She nonchalantly folded them as Todd drank in the sight of her labia pressing up against the front of the thong. Jessie turned her back to him, and for the first time since he'd helped her change into her bathing suit at the beach years ago, he saw her full, soft ass. Todd stood up, his penis tilted up like a bottle rocket. "Jessie, Jessie." he muttered, nearly tripping over his shorts as he approached her. He flung them aside with his foot and pulled Jessie to him in a tight embrace. "Alright, Daddy. It's going to be alright, isn't it?" "Baby, it is so alright right now. Jesus. You are a stunning woman. I'm so proud of you." Jessie pulled Todd's shirt over his head and tossed it onto the sofa. Todd stayed in shape, and Jessie sighed delightedly as she rested her face against his firm chest. "Well, this is our time to get to know each other, Daddy." Jess said, running her fingers down Todd's broad back. She placed her lips on his and they kissed deeply. Todd was rock-hard up against her panties. Jessie carefully guided the swelled member to lodge between her legs. Todd reveled at the warm embrace of her thighs. She reached behind her and located the turgid head. She stroked it with a fingertip. "Let's go up to my room, Daddy." she said, kissing his neck. Todd picked Jessie up in his strong arms and carried her up the stairs. Undercurrents Ch. 03 Jessie was not a petite girl. She was tall and athletic. She was also naturally curvaceous. Still, Todd felt the weight of her body not as a burden. Rather, he reveled in the power of his own strong limbs as he ascended the stairs with his daughter in his arms. Sure, he was a middle-aged guy, but he kept in shape. Jessie had her arms around his neck and was softly kissing his cheek. "Time to put me to bed, Daddy? It is the middle of the day, you know," she said coquettishly. Todd smiled broadly at her teasing. What an incredible direction their relationship was taking! He'd always been playful with her since she was a child, but now they were in altogether new territory. "Well, I think you could use a nap, young lady." Todd said, enjoying the game. They reached Jessie's door, and Todd nudged it open with his knee. He lowered Jessie's feet to the floor. She stood just two inches shorter than him. Her breasts rested against him, and her long, elegant fingers stroked his back. She looked down to where their bodies touched, then stepped back a bit to admire Todd's penis. "Gee, Daddy! I've been with a few guys before, but none of them had anything like this. It's really nice!" she enthused, and Todd's member offered a series of quick, jerky salutes in response to the compliment. "Ha,ha!" Jessie said. "How cute is that?" Todd felt embarrassed at the attention, and drew Jessie closer to him. "Not so fast, Daddy." Jessie said, gently pushing him back. "I'm not through with Mr dong, here! Mmmmmmm. Jeez." Jessie put a finger at the base of Todd's cock, and another at the extremity of the head. Keeping this measure intact, she raised her hands to eye level so that Todd could see. "That's how long your penis is, Daddy. I had no idea you were so hung!" "Jessie, I'd rather not..." "Oh, don't be shy. You should be proud." she said. For a moment, nothing was said. I didn't mean to make you self-conscious," she ventured quietly, sensing that her playfulness might seem nonchalant, given that he was her father. After all, this was something more than a date with her latest crush. "It's okay, honey. I'm just feeling a bit awkward, is all." Jessie put her arms around him. "I'm sorry. Sometimes, when I'm nervous, I get a bit hyper." She kissed Todd on the lips and ran her tongue lightly into his mouth. "God. I'm so happy you're here in my room. I've dreamed about this, you know." "Really?" Todd said, pleased to hear that Jessie had fantasized about him. "Anything in particular?" he asked, feeling his scrotum tighten as he waited for her answer. "Oh. All kinds of things. Some of it embarrasses me a little." "Well, start with something that doesn't. Did you imagine us having intercourse?" Todd reached behind Jessie and gently kneaded her ass cheeks. "Sure." Jessie said, feeling heat grow in her loins at the feel of Todd's hands. "And, you know... giving you a blow job. I've thought about that quite a few times." Todd kissed her forehead. "Well, that sounds absolutely wonderful, hon." Todd said. "You have such a pretty mouth." With that, Jessie went to the bed and got a pillow. Returning, she saw Todd's erection shifting excitedly in anticipation. Mmmmmm, she couldn't wait to taste it. She placed the pillow at Todd feet, then slowly dropped to her knees before him. "This is what I've dreamed about, Daddy." she said, her face inches away from his happy member. She placed her hands on Todd's thighs, and drank in the scene before her. Todd's pubic hairs were a light blonde - thick and wooly. His scrotum was pulled into a tight sack. Her eyes moved to the swollen head. Would she really be holding it gently in her mouth? Damn right! she thought, and her excitement showed in her blush and the light quiver in her fingers as she wrapped them around the shaft. Boy, had she ever waited for this! The shyness and awkwardness of moments before melted away. She gave the shaft a squeeze, and watched the lovely head balloon slightly under the pressure. "Wow, Daddy." she whispered. She kept a tight hold and brought her lips onto the smooth, warm flesh. She felt a pulse beneath her fingers, and Todd's breath drew in swiftly. she kissed him there - light, passionate kisses moving from one part of the helmet to another. She let Todd's cock enter her warm mouth in increments. First, she took in the plump head. She moaned ecstatically as the rim of the head slipped past her lips. She bathed her new guest in saliva, working her tongue over its entire surface. She delighted in the strong pulses that revealed her father's joy. She rested her hands on Todd's muscular thighs. "Oh, baby. That feels so damn good!" Todd exclaimed. Jessie removed the cock from her mouth. "I was hoping it would. I guess I'm not dreaming anymore, eh, Daddy?" she said, giving him a quick wink, and returning to her task. "Are you comfortable, hon?" Todd asked, stroking the side of her face, and looking on in ecstatic disbelief. "That pillow soft enough?" Again, Jessie let the cock slip from her mouth. "It is, Daddy. And your cock is tasty enough! Mmmmmmm!" The swollen phallus was joyfully reunited with the attentive lips and tongue of its eager hostess. Jessie was now moving nearly all of Todd's penis in and out between her lips. Todd's eyes were glued to the spectacle, and he watched, mesmerized, as his daughters lips stretched so prettily around his shaft. "Jessie, you look so beautiful right now." Todd said continuing to stroke her cheek. Jessie looked up, meeting Todd's eyes, and slowly allowed the penis to slip from her mouth. Back in it went. Again, Todd watched transfixed as his cock felt the relative chill moving outside the moist chamber past the tender lips. This image of Jessie, of her with her mouth full of his cock, wonderfully distorted in its accommodation of its width, was etched into his psyche forever. He wondered if it would appear to him during business meetings, or at the dinner table with Jessie and his wife, Trish,. He hoped that it would. Jessie leaned back and watched the cock bob about in its excitement. "I love watching it move." she said, touching it with her fingertips to encourage its little dance. "Cocks can be so cute! And the ballsack, too. They just move around in there as if they had a life of their own. It's so cool to watch. Do your balls hang down when you're not excited, Daddy?" "They do, Jess." Todd said. "And one of them hangs lower than the other." "That's common, I suppose." Jessie said. "I mean, judging from the ones I've seen." "Hey." Todd said. "How about my Jessie getting a little attention." Jessie had no qualms whatsoever about having guys eat her. Some of them got downright rabid about it and practically worshipped her. It made her feel powerful to see that. "Sure, Daddy." she said, and rose to her feet. She casually walked to the bed. Todd watched greedily as the full globes of her ass shifted with her steps. Jesus, he couldn't wait to be slamming up against that! Jessie sat at the edge of the bed, and raised her feet so that the heels rested on the bed and her toes dangled over. She spread her outer labia revealing the pink tenderness beneath. "Bring the pillow." she said, and Todd was there in an instant. "Do you eat Mom's pussy?" she inquired. "I do, Jessie. She's very fond of it." "Great! At least you'll have some finesse. "I've had guys maul me there. Maybe they're too eager. If they don't listen to me, you know, if they're not more gentle, I make them stop. Most of them have been good at taking directions, though." Todd looked at the sweet moist pussy flanked by Jessie's soft thighs. I'll bet they do, he thought. He knelt between Jessie's legs and ran his hands over them from crotch to ankles. He lowered himself further and planted soft kisses on both her feet. "You're sweet, daddy. I can see you'll be a good lover." Todd reveled in this compliment. It would probably never occur to boys of her generation to do something as romantic and respectful as kissing a woman's feet. He imagined that this could be his niche: pleasing Jessie in ways that her contemporaries would not. He used all the pussy-eating acumen he'd developed over the years, and soon had Jessie writhing and pulling on his hair. "Holy fuck, Dad!! Whew! Aaaaarrrrggggg!! Holy fucking hell, Daddy!" Jessie cried out, thrusting her pelvis into Todd's face. She had already cum once, and here, it seemed, was another one. Todd was proud of his ability in this department, and he hoped that he was distinguishing himself from the uninspired ranks of the twenty-year-olds. He had worked her inner lips and her clit to admirable levels, leaving Jess's thighs spasming and clenching. He was loving every second! He stopped to lick the juices from her inner thighs. He licked them clean, then blew on the tanned skin to dry it. "Oooh, Daddy! You are classy!" Jess enthused. Todd rested the side of his face on Jess's bush, and breathed in the scent of her warm flesh mingled with the musky odor of the cunt juice that was drying on her legs. He kissed her inner thigh, then playfully nuzzled her labia with his nose. He would ask later if she would clip some of her pubic hairs for him to keep secretly. "Jessie, why don't you lie on your tummy for me." Todd said, and Jessie, curious as to what was up, and entirely willing to find out, flipped over on the bed, exposing her lovely ass. "I've don't think I've seen an ass as beautiful as this before, sweetie." Todd said with utter sincerity. Jessie, propped on her elbows atop the bed, turned to Todd and smiled. "Why thank you, Daddy! It's received compliments before, but I'm so glad you...like it so." "All I can say is 'Wow!' " Todd replied, his eyes roving hungrily over the smooth, white flesh. Jessie twitched her perfect behind in Todd's face, delighting in the attention. Todd, still on his knees, bent forward and planted kisses on each of Jessie's cheeks. "You're so sweet." she said, sighing deeply and letting her head fall onto the bedcovers. Todd continued to bestow soft kisses on his daughter's buttocks as Jessie looked behind, between her legs, at Todd's chest, and she felt his firm, warm grip on her thighs. He was a real man, she thought. Finally! Someone who knew what he was doing. Jessie gave a start as she suddenly felt Todd's face deep between her cheeks, and she moaned in approval as she felt her father's lips on her anus. Todd, for his part, had practically gasped when he first laid eyes on the tight, pink rosebud framed in its light-brown corona. There it was: flanked by the supple buttocks like a queen on her throne. Todd realized that a lot of guys were either averse to ass-eating on some macho grounds, or just didn't know enough to pursue it. Holding the flesh apart, he kissed Jessie's asshole over and over, each time eliciting sounds of encouragement. She was digging it. Great, he thought. "Jeez, honey, you are just gorgeous back here." "It feels great, Daddy! It's a first for me, and I love it!" Todd next fell to licking the sexy little orifice with broad strokes of his tongue, and Jessie was now grinding softly into his face. "I'm going to penetrate you a bit if you're okay with it, Jess." Todd said, sitting back on his heels and taking in the view. "Please, Daddy." Jessie replied, and waited. The point of Todd's tongue described circles around the puckered anus, and interspersed this with light probes into its interior. "Fuck, yeah, Daddy!" Jessie moaned. "That is sooooooo damned good!" Todd gave himself full rein, and plunged his tongue as fully as he could up his daughter's asshole. Jessie began to grind more forcibly into Todd's face. "I'm not hurting you, am I Dad?" she said, realizing that her strong hips were practically moving of their own accord. "You are so good to me, Daddy. God! This is the best sex I've ever had." Todd worked unrelentingly at Jessie's hole, savoring its earthy taste and spasmodic contractions. Spreading her buttocks as far apart as he could, he drove his tongue to its limit and kept it there. As he worked it inside the warm ridged confines, he heard Jessie's breath coming louder and louder. Just what he'd hoped for. Come on, baby, he thought! Cum one more time for daddy. Sore and tired as his tongue was, he kept it firmly in place and let Jessie push back into him as she approached her climax. "Oh my God! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" she nearly screamed, and let her full length fall exhausted onto the bed. Todd slowly withdrew, wholly pleased with his efforts. Not everyone could make a woman cum like that! He lay down beside Jessie, and she reached an arm out and puled him to her. "Damn, Daddy. You are something else." she whispered, her eyes closing while orgiastic aftershocks rippled through her.