"Daddy, why are you looking at my panties?"

You jerk your head back up and look your daughter in the face. She doesn't look mad. More like... curious. Racking your brain, you scramble to think of an acceptable answer.

You stumble over your words, "Sorry... I... I... just wasn't expecting... to see them. Caught me off guard..."

Ava furrows her eyebrows and says, "You see me in my t-shirt and panties every morning."

"Yeah… but the shirts are always long."

"You always used to walk around in your boxers after you woke up. I just assumed that it was fine if I did too."

"It is fine... I just..."

"Why did you stop?"

"Well, your old Dad kind of let himself go a bit..."

"Hmmm... all the more reason to go to those workouts with Hana."

The way she says Hana's name is playful and implying that there's more to the relationship. Little does your daughter know, there actually is. Well, there will be.

"You say that like you miss me walking around like that."

Ava shrugs and says, "I don't know. You seemed way more at ease and comfortable with yourself back then. Before you..."

"Lost my job?"

"Yeah…"

Without thinking, your eyes drop to your daughters still visible panties again. She made no attempt to cover up. You flick your eyes back up and look at her guiltily. She just seems amused.

With a smirk, she says, "Oh they aren't even that interesting. See, look."

She parts her legs more and lifts up her shirt to her belly button. With no chance of stopping yourself, you look back down. For a few seconds you look at the pair of basic white panties covering Ava's privates. Just as you notice the feint shadow of her pubic hair underneath, Ava drops the shirt.

Confidently, she says, "See, no big deal."

You look at her and shake your head, "You're right... sorry for being weird."

"Weird is better than boring, Dad."

You start to get up but once again, she stops you.

"Why do you keep trying to leeeeaaavvveee…?"

Sitting back down, you say, "Sorry. Was there something else you wanted to talk about?"

"Not really..."

"Well, what is it that you want to do then?"

Ava puts on her puppy dog eyes and says, "Well... I told you that my legs were sore... could you maybe..."

In no way do you need convincing. Ava seems to think that you do, though. She does this face whenever she wants something. Usually, you fold. You pretend to think about it for a moment.

You sigh and say, "Fine. What do you want? A leg rub?"

Excited, Ava kicks the bedsheet off of her lower legs and feet.

She wiggles her toes in the air and says, "My feet and calves are the sorest. Pleeeeaaasssee, Daddy?"

You move down to the foot of the bed and sit cross-legged just beyond her dainty little feet. The view is even better from down here.

"Alright, come here."

You reach out and grab her by the ankles. She lets out a squeal as you jerk her more towards you until her feet are in your lap. She's now fully on her back again. Just as you start rubbing your thumbs over the soft soles of her feet, you look up. Once again, Ava's shirt has ridden upwards. Not only are her white cotton panties completely visible again, all of her flat and toned 18 year old stomach is as well. The shirt is bunched up just below her breasts. Just a little further and you would have had another surprise.

Ava coos softly as you move to the other foot. Her eyes are closed and she'd have to tilt her head down to look at you. This gives your eyes unobstructed access to wander over her lithe body. With plenty of time to examine them, you are positively sure that you can barely see your daughters pubic hair under the conservative panties. Aware that you are quickly hardening in your pants, you makes sure to keep her feet at a safe distance. You don't want to weird her out too much. One step at a time, you tell yourself.

She squirms but doesn't say anything as you rub your fingers in between each of her feminine little toes. This is so incredibly erotic. Maybe Ava will let you do this more often. She definitely seems to be enjoying it. Once you are satisfied with the job you've done with her feet, you slide both of your hands up, massaging her athletic calves. She calms down as you alternate between her legs, working out the muscles. Her skin is so smooth and soft to the touch. You lose track of time and before you know it, sounds of your daughter's rhythmic breathing fill the dark room. You stop massaging her and sit back, watching her sleep for a minute. She's so beautiful. You could sit here all night but you need to go to sleep yourself. Carefully, you lift up her feet off of your lap and slide off of the bed. She mumbles a bit in her sleep as you pull the covers over her and kiss her one more time on the forehead.

Outside of the master bedroom, you pause for a moment and tuck your erection into the waistband of your pants. As far as you know, Natalie is still in there and she might not have a good reaction if you stroll in with tented pants. Inside, you find her in the same spot. She could sit there like that for hours. She doesn't look up when you walk towards the bed and sit down. Wanting to go in to work early tomorrow, you start undressing and doing your nightly routine. After finishing, you slide under the covers and pull up the AMA, immediately going to your favorites page.

Frank Thompson's Favorite Relationships

Hana Sato

Affection Score: 38

Jan Whetstone

Affection Score: -40

Natalie Thompson

Affection Score: 17(+5)

Love Score: 22(+1)

Lust Score: 0

Ava Thompson

Affection Score: 69(+17)

Love Score: 9(+3)

Lust Score: 6(+4)

Your smile from seeing your wife's love score increased quickly turns to shock when you get to Ava. Now that's what you call progress. At this rate, visiting your daughters room each night would make things escalate quickly. Just the thought of nightly visits to a high lust score Ava's room each night makes you harder than you can ever remember being. You glance over at your wife to check if she's looking. You wonder if she would even notice if you pulled your dick out and started openly masturbating on the bed. Maybe one day...

Seeking privacy, you get out of bed and take your phone with you into the master bathroom. After closing and locking the door behind you, you pull up Ava's profile and make the picture of her lounging on her bed with panties exposed full screen on your phone. You slide down your boxers and wrap your hand around your dick. It doesn't take long until you are blasting rope after rope of cum into a wad of tissues. You clean up and climb back into bed. Natalie remains in her chair staring at her tablet while you fall asleep nearly instantly.