Dad's The Man Ch. 14

Okay, this was totally weird. Hearing something positive about Sheila? Oh, yeah. I could only regard her quietly as her eyes dropped to my nipples again.

"(cough) That's true," Daddy said. "She was generous and she could always cheer a person up. It's just that these things are easy to forget, what with all the rest of her shit."

Peggy nodded and finished the beer that was previously mine. I took another drink of my new one as she reached for the glass of wine I'd brought her earlier.

"You were all friends and hanging out," I said, not being able to resist checking out her cleavage again. "It does sound fun. I have the same thing with Daddy and Gina, you know. A tight little group that can depend on one another, like Gina said. This is definitely the happiest I've ever been."

"You're only nineteen," she said with a smile similar to the one she used to show when I was younger.

"Public school."

Peggy nodded, smiling a little wider as a new song started on the stereo, a slower one from Gina's selection of drivel that I actually like.

"Dance, Kat?" Gina asked.

" ... Sure."

"Come on, you two," Gina encouraged while hopping off the couch. "C'mon, happy days are here again."

After Gina turned the music back up some, we met on the living room floor and put our arms around each other to begin moving slowly around, gently moving our hips to the slow, grindy beat. Both of our hands were on the small of the other's back in a loose embrace, our boobies touching as we looked back at them, still sitting. Peggy stared and took a gulp of her wine while Daddy looked around nervously.

"Come on, you two, it's a party, remember?" I prodded, not believing I was. I mean, this is the very same woman whose arm I wanted to tear off for using it to touch my father with, and she his own sister! But, it was like she wasn't the same woman.

They still weren't moving.

"Come on, they just need a little help," Gina said, separating from me to walk back to the chair and coax Peggy to her feet. I followed her and took Daddy's hand, offering a reassuring smile as I tugged on his arm.

"Don't mind me and Kat, Peggy," Gina advised as we led them to our improvised dance floor. "We're just silly, is all."

We put them together and they hesitantly took each other in a loose embrace, giving up awkward smiles as they did so. As Daddy's hand settled on her lower back, I caught a subtle change in how she held herself and I knew exactly how she felt, the way she felt she could rest in that hand. Hers rested on his shoulder, her thumb on bare skin while they held each other's hand, beginning to slowly move around the way they did 'back in the day', I suppose.

Gina and I took our former embrace and tried not to stare at them as we began dancing again.

"You're crazy!" I whispered in her ear.

"It's the only way," she whispered back "You know it, or you wouldn't be helping."

"You're still crazy! You're worse than I am and Daddy's probably really gonna fuck your bum, now!"

"If this doesn't work out, things will get a lot worse than that. I'm sorry I forced this, but you know it's not just necessary, it's the right thing to do for her. For all of us."

"You had this planned."

"Not really. It just worked out that she showed up today. Look, slutty,... I hope you know that she can't be allowed to leave here, not until we can,... win her over."

"Yes,... I know."

"I'm sorry, baby."

" ... I'm welding a lid on your cauldron, after this."

"This does kinda bring back old times," I heard Daddy admit with a nervous tone, I think just in an attempt to break the awkward silence between them.

"It's been years since I've danced with anyone," Peggy confirmed with the same tone.

"I suppose I have two left feet?" he tentatively joked.

"No, you're doing good, just like I taught you back in the day."

"Okay," he sighed slightly as his smile relaxed a bit more along with his body.

She seemed to directly react to this change, relaxing some herself, actually moving closer and grinning nervously at him. With her heels, she wasn't much shorter than him and I couldn't help but be impressed at how she moved in them.

"This is fun," Peggy said, obviously a trifle lit up, by the look of her eyes. "I'm a little surprised at a couple of things, I have to admit, but,... John, I promise, I'll never, ever act the way I did the last time I was here. I'm so grateful you accepted my apology, god knows I wouldn't have if I were you. Certainly not, if I were Kathleen. You're both good people to do it and that's so fortunate for me."

Daddy only nodded and smiled, the gesture conveying his appreciation of her words as clearly to her as it did to me. At this point, Gina and I were glued to each other, chins on each other's shoulders. Our hands had fallen lower, to the very tops of out bums where they caressed slowly and softly.

By the time the next song started, one of the same speed and tone, Aunt Peggy and Daddy were even closer. Her big boobies were brushing his bare chest and now both her hands were on his shoulders, his at the small of her back. They were speaking in low tones and we couldn't make out their words for the music.

"What are they talking about?" I worried in Gina's ear.

"It's okay, they're smiling, especially Peggy. Probably talking about the old days, or something."

"Does this turn you on?" I asked.

" ... You know it does. They look so good together."

"Yeah, the resemblance- Oh, look!"

They'd suddenly stopped talking and hugged one another, Peggy's hands slipping under his arms and behind his shoulders as he held her tight, her cheek resting on his shoulder. They continued to hold one another like that as they danced and I wondered what they were talking about even more.

An unsuitable dance song came on next and we all sort of broke up to return to our seats of one common mind.

"Gina, put something else in," I suggested.

"Okay, I know what's good for this party," she accepted, turning for the stereo.

As she was saying this, I suddenly noticed something completely out of this world and it prodded my horny on to a whole new level. On the front of Peggy's peach slacks was a smallish, dark, wet spot. My eyes flicked to Daddy and, sure enough, the hardon he had earlier was back, bigger than before and with a slightly larger wet spot at the front of his thin gym shorts. The effect, however, wasn't quite as stark on the dark cotton as it was on Peggy's slacks, and I stood there stifling the horniest giggle of my life while neither one noticed the smears of his cock juice.

I went and joined them, sitting where I had been earlier, as they were. I realized then, as we were all sipping from of our drinks, that I'd been so drawn by the smear that I didn't notice how Peggy's nipples had become quite erect.

"Um, we got a couple of documentaries for later, if you wanna stay, Aunt Peggy." I offered.

" ... Well,..." she began, looking at him uncertainly with lingering eyes as she checked out the raging hardon in his shorts, the one she must have felt while dancing with him. Daddy's eyes fought to stay in his head as they were distracted from her chest to the spot on her slacks. "Well, maybe I should go,... It's getting late and-"

"Oh, Peggy, don't go," Gina sincerely requested as she returned, plopping herself down beside her with an almost sad, pleading grin.

"Yeah," I agreed getting up on the couch and sitting with my legs under me, facing her with an inviting smile as she ripped her widened eyes away from Daddy's erection. "Stay with us, it's more fun with you here."

"Uhmm,..."

"We'll listen to music and dance and- Oh, my god, I can show you what we did with the basement!" I said, now with her hand in mine, hopping a little in my seat with excitement.

"Well, I,... Oh, sweetie, your nipple,... Your father can see, you should,..."

We all looked, me included, at how the whole top of one areola was now peeking out of my bra, the other nipple having actually fallen right out with only the bottom of that areola still hidden.

"Oh,... Daddy, my nipple fell out," I remarked while twisting it a little in my finger, incidentally pulling it further out before taking my hand away. "(giggle) Look, it's all hard and itchy."

"Oh, my god," Peggy breathed.

"Look at your nipples," Gina said.

Now we all looked at hers as her jaw sagged a little further in surprise. They were standing out as proud and strong as mine were against her thin cammie.

" ... Uhmm-mm,..."

"It's okay, Auntie," I said. "Daddy's cock is all big and hard, too. See it?

"Oh, geez, kitten," he softly complained as I pointed to it.

She looked, her jaw agape as her glance lingered again as I reached out and took one of her nipples in my fingers through her stretched, full cammie.

"(gasp!) Ohhh, sweetie,... You shouldn't- Ohh,...! Gina?"

"(giggle!)"

Gina had grabbed up her other nipple in her fingers and was doing what I was doing, looking up to meet Peggy's shocked look with a sexy smile.

"They're like Kat's nipples." she remarked. "I see what side of the family she gets them from."

"Mmm- uhn! Girls,... What are you,... doing?" she asked as her back arched, finding it hard to resist the simple, forward pleasure of what we were doing to her.

"We're having fun, Auntie," Gina answered. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?"

"Oh-h! B- but I shouldn't,... Oh, girls, please,..."

"Just relax," I advised, moving closer and giving her shoulder a light, brushing kiss. "We just like to play around a little,..."

"Yeah, just a bit of harmless fun," Gina agreed, moving in on her other shoulder and kissing her in the same manner I was, caressing around lightly with the fingertips of her other hand, exploring her way up the side of her neck, giving her some soft, lingering kisses there, too.

Peggy's eyes became riveted on Daddy's cock as we seduced her, back remaining arched, giving him quite a view as we pulled her breasts out and apart by her nipples. My father looked like he was in a trance. Poor Daddy.

I touched the wet spot at the front of her slacks and said, "Look, Aunt Peggy,... It's Daddy's precum from when you two were dancing. (giggle)"

"(gasp),... John,... Ooo-oohh."

"You should see his cock," Gina advised. "It's sooo perfect."

"Ohhh, this can't be happening!" Peggy insisted to nobody in particular as I flicked her earlobe with my tongue, feeling goose bumps under my fingers as I stroked the back of her neck.

Gina, the catlike creature she is when she's horny, was suddenly, but casually on her knees, her other hand joining mine at the back of her neck and suddenly kissing her mouth. The first was enough to break the ice, maybe even prepare her for the next one. With a gentle fistful of Peggy's hair, she upturned her face and sealed her mouth to hers, bending over her to kiss those full, red lips so passionately.

"Ummmm-mmmmbp!" Peggy objected.

I giggled, watching Peggy spread her legs, trying to gain purchase in her seemingly weak attempt to repel Gina. Out of horny curiosity, I put my hand between her legs and squeezed a little, feeling her mound as her pelvis raised off the couch, hands trying to push both of us off at the same time. Her half hearted struggles only turned me on all the more and I gently, but firmly squeezed her pussy again, liking the feel of it as she squeezed her legs shut.

Looking at my father with a dirty grin, I said, "Look, Daddy," before tugging the front of her cammie down, spilling both her big boobies out for him to see. His cock was as hard as ever and, despite how he sat in shock, seemingly unable, or unwilling to interfere with our tactics, there was no question this was turning him on. I actually saw his cock twitch in his shorts as his sister's boobies were bared for him.

"Aren't they nice?" I asked him.

"Ohh, sweetie,... my tits,..."

Gina had let her mouth and hair go and they were both looking down at my aunt's bared chest.

"Daddy, aren't they nice?" I persisted.

Surprisingly, Peggy wasn't trying to cover herself, but only looking at him, and I wondered if she was asking herself why he didn't intervene, or what his opinion of her boobies would be.

" ... Yeah, they are,... Nice big tits," he said, chest heaving a little.

"Ohhh, John,..."

"I touched them once,..." he said as Gina stroked Peggy's hair, kissing her forehead while I played a finger over her dark, incredibly erect nipple. "Do you remember?"

" ... Yes,... An accident."

"Oh?" Gina asked curiously. "Tell us about it."

Of course, we all knew the story, but I knew having Peggy's side would prove interesting.

"It was a misunderstanding. It was dark and I made a mistake."

"What did you two do? Were you naked?"

" ... Yes, we both were. We- we touched each other,... all over."

"Oooooh, sounds like a fun mistake." Gina sleazed.

"Was he all nice and hard?" I asked.

"Yes, I,... made him that way."

"What else?" Gina sexily prodded.

"I- I spread my legs and put his hand on my pussy. It was all wet and he put his finger inside me. He didn't know."

"Did he play with your clit?" Gina almost whispered, still stroking Peggy's long, thick hair.

"Mmmm."

"Did you like it?"

"Oh, yes."

"Did he make you cum?"

My aunt paused, looking at me for a second before returning her eyes to Daddy, nodding and saying in a small voice, "Yes. He made me cum. I was so turned on,..."

"Did you want to fuck him?" Gina asked softly, "Did you want your brother's cock inside your pussy?"

" ... All the women in the group wanted him. He's,..."

"I know," Gina answered, driving her on as she took Peggy's other nipple in her fingers. "And he still is, isn't he?"

"Oh, yes. He's,... very,..."

"Mmm hmm," Gina agreed. So, what happened?"

" ... Well, he uhh,... He started rubbing my tits and, well, he knew I wasn't the right woman, then. We were both very upset and,... well, (ahem) you can only imagine."

"It must have been awful," Gina said, "I mean, wanting him like the other girls, being the closest one to him, but knowing he was so much further out of reach for you."

Peggy looked up at her with surprise added to her buzzed and reluctantly horny expression. Gina had hit the nail right on the head.

"It wasn't an accident,..." Gina suggested in a low, understanding tone. "Was it, Peggy?"

Peggy looked at Daddy, her eyes wide, and after a moment whispered, "No."

" ... You've loved him for twenty years, haven't you?"

" ... Longer than that."

We all looked at each other in silence at that point, a new and completely different understanding dawning on all of us, I think.

"I taught you to dance," Peggy told him, just above a whisper now. "I taught you how to treat a woman and how to ask for a date, what to do when you were out on one,... I taught you how to shave after Dad was gone and,... I really cared. I- I only wanted you to know how much."

Oh yes, this explained so much, indeed. I couldn't help but feel bad and there was no question of my ability to identify with her.

"Peggy,..." he said. "I didn't,..."

"I know. You didn't know,... I married Dennis to try to get away from how I felt about you, but it didn't work. I pushed Sheila on you for the same reason. I knew she was easy, I just didn't think all that happened would happen. I was only trying to,... deal with myself.

"And,... I was taking advantage when I asked you to do all that you did at my house over the years, but I,... Well, I really only wanted to see you. You never came out, otherwise."

Tears were beginning to trickle down Peggy's cheeks at this point and another silence ensued after her latest bomb finished scattering the debris of my ignorance. Finally, Daddy broke the still with his low, but strong, reassuring voice.

"Peg,... would you like to dance again?"

" ... Oh, yes, please." She said, the tiniest smile returning to her face.

Without a word, I scampered to the stereo to put something appropriate on, trying not to take my eyes from them in the meantime as Daddy stood and held his hand out to her. She took it and let him help her out of the couch, Gina smiling wide and reaching up to slip his shirt off of his shoulders. They went out to the floor, Peggy's boobs still fully exposed, but ignored by her in favour of a smile that dared to hope, almost the same smile as the one I saw in that old picture, the one that knew for a fact that life was grand.

Soft rock from the eighties started playing at just the right volume as I moved back to the couch to join Gina, my smile as wide as hers, murmuring, "Can you believe it? Oh, my god, it's such a good thing you did this!"

"Like I said, I really didn't have things planned this way. Plus, I suspected something was off with her by the things you told me, but I never would've guessed,..."

They were smiling and talking in low tones again, her big boobies pressed against his strong, broad, hairy chest in their close embrace, the same one they were in when they stopped dancing the last time. When they started kissing, I turned to look at Gina, finding her enraptured with her hand rubbing between her legs.

I sat down close to her, slouching a little with my feet on the floor, and spread my legs. Watching Daddy and Aunt Peggy, I began playing with myself, squeezing miffy and stroking her through my scant denim cutoffs, feeling the rougher material rubbing over my panties as I pressed harder.

Soon, Gina was sitting beside me, Putting one of her legs over mine and spreading her other. She almost daintily lifted the front of her skirt with a carefree smile, pulling it up and looking at what she uncovered as though she couldn't remember having put on the green panties she saw. She looked at me, then between my legs.

"I think you should take your panties off," I informed her as I began unbuttoning my cutoffs.

"So do I. You should take yours off, too."

"(giggle) Okay."

We both diverted our attention to Daddy and Peggy as we accomplished this. They were still kissing, now licking each other's tongues, grinding so slowly to that old song about sexual healing. Wow, I couldn't have picked a better song for that occasion.

Gina's panties were off, as were mine and my cutoffs in quick time. We got resettled, crossing thighs with our legs spread obscenely as we each took another drink.

This time, when she lifted her skirt, she actually seemed happier with what she saw, her little smile sparkling in her eyes as she stroked her pubic hair.

I put my fingers between my legs and looked over at Gina again, seeing her stroke her lips, stopping long enough to tease her clitoris before going back to her lips. I reached over and slowly worked my finger up her pussy, she reaching over to return the favour before we looked back to the dancing couple.

His hand was on the top of her round bum, one of his big fingers reaching down between her cheeks a little way as Peggy's hands slowly rubbed his sides and back. They pressed to one another, my aunt's pelvis grinding so subtly against Daddy as she danced between his hand and body.

Peggy happened to notice our little arrangement and her eyes widened, the attention of her lips to his neck pausing. She was excited by it. I could tell and she went right back to what she was doing while watching us subtly squirm to our own and each other's fingers.

Daddy's hand slowly rubbed its way down one side of her bum, all the way to the bottom where he cupped that cheek, giving it a little squeeze and pull that made her eyelids flutter. She ground harder into him and put one of her hands at the back of his neck, red nails on long fingers taking a gentle grip of hair as she seductively bit his shoulder.