Dad's Torment

Too Curious (Ruby)

 Chapter 2 Good Morning Sunshine

Mom worked the evening shift at the local factory and since she didn�t get in until about 1 in the morning and sometimes later she slept until like noon every day.

Well, Sunday morning was no different except dad and I usually got up at our same times as when we got ready for school and work.  I left my night gown on that morning.  It was kind of shear but I looked into the mirror and couldn�t see anything I should be embarrassed about.  I double checked as I didn�t have my little bra or my panties on.  Besides, my bra wasn�t much more than those damn training bras I was so small.

Well, I walked into the kitchen, saw dad at the table, and walked between him and the glass doors.

�Hi Daddy�

�Hey sweetie�  

Ever since that night when mom made him spank me I was true to him in that I never gave her reason to do it again.  Oh, I screwed up but it was dad that knew about it and corrected me and not mom.

I stood at the edge of the table pouring me some juice and out of the corner of my eye I saw dad staring at me over the paper he was reading.  I twisted a little and he went back to reading.  I was confused but when I grabbed a piece of toast he was looking again.  I thought maybe I missed something about what I was wearing.

I took my juice and toast back to my room and closed the door.  Looking again into the mirror I saw nothing but my night gown.  Then it hit me.  I walked over to my bedside table and took the shade off of my lamp, turned it on and went back to the mirror.  Still nothing.  Maybe it wasn�t as bright as the sun, DUH!

Grabbing my only chair in the room I placed it directly behind me and placed the lamp on it.  Oh my god, He could see right through my gown.  It was so clear that if I spread my legs he could just about make out  the lips between my legs.  My breasts though small were clearly outlined with tiny nipples too.

I sat on the edge of the bed and thought a few minutes.  I had to make sure what he was looking at.   I had to be sure it was me he was looking at.  I needed to know he saw me growing up.

I went back into the kitchen and got another piece of toast and this time I turned my back to him as if looking out the window but I spread my legs just enough so if he was indeed looking he would see a good outline of my privates.  I stood there a bit and while looking out the side of my eyes into the mirror on the kitchen wall I ask him;

�It looks like a pretty day daddy?�

He looked up and then down to between my legs.

�Daddy?�

�Yes, it is a beautiful site�

 I turned towards the mirror as if playing with my hair.  That was bull.  I was giving him a free look at the outline of my boobs.

�See ya later daddy, I�m going back to my room.�

I laid down on my bed thinking about what had happened.  I figured I was just as excited by knowing he saw me as perhaps he was looking at me.

He saw me not once but twice and never said a thing to correct me. Did I excite him?  Did I excite him like mom?  No, was it more than mom.  I was being silly.  What would a 20 year old guy want with a pre-teen like me?

I heard my dad return to their bedroom. I soon heard them talking quietly and I was curious as to whether dad and mom were talking about me.  Was he telling her what I had done?  I sneaked as quiet as I could down the hall and saw the door to their bedroom was cracked just enough for me to hear and now I should be able to see as well.

What I saw was so surprising it shocked me at first.  Looking through the narrow crack in the door I saw dad was laying on his back with mom holding his thing and stroking it.  My God it was so frigging big I couldn�t believe it.  Then mom sat up and swung her leg over him still holding him and since my view was from the foot of the bed I had an unobstructed view of mom guiding him between her legs and then sliding him into her until she was sitting on him.

I can't believe all of that would fit into anyone. Mom began to sway back and forth and in doing so give me a view of him repeatedly sliding in and out of her. There�s enough light from their bathroom and the window that I can see something glossy like on him.

I do not believe that dad knew I was there but in a moment of rearranging themselves he looked towards the door and I quickly retreated to my bedroom not knowing if he saw me or not. The rest of the evening had me feeling myself and even putting a finger in me until it hurt so I stopped.

It had been so soon after I had let dad have a peek that I wondered if I had anything to do with him going back, waking my mother, and basically fucking her. Was I the one that actually excited him and since I was not available he went to mom? Was he thinking of mom while he was doing it or was he thinking of me? How would I ever know? What if I was available? What would he do? How can I possibly put all that inside of me? I don�t even know what to do! He would think I was just a little girl and did not know anything.  Damn, I wish I hadn't started to develop so freakin late.  I wish I had some nice boobs.

What else could I do? If ever I had wondered who my first would be?  Who better to be my first than my daddy. In the first place, I was sure he loved me. Secondly, I also knew he would not intentionally hurt me. The only problem so far is that he did not show any interest in me sexually. Hell, he had not even noticed that I have begun to grow up and not even said anything to me about it.   

"NO", I said to myself almost out load.  He never fucks mom in the mornings that I know of.  He was excited because of ME!  But how do I get more of his attention?

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