How Could He Not.

He smiled, “There was a certain amount of academic interest, but yes they are very attractive.” He took a sip of the whiskey. “You can’t tell anyone though, I’m sure they would lock me up.”

I laughed, “I’m just glad I could do something for someone I love.” I said as I sat back and sipped some more.

I saw my father adjust in his seat, “It’s all really very naughty Kim.” He said, “I mean, even if I wasn’t your father, I’m twice your age.”

I put on a laugh, there was another opening, I was starting to wonder if Dad was doing it deliberately, “Who cares about age these days Dad?” I took another sip and realised that both dad and I were going through our scotch very quickly.

“It’s been a long time since I have looked at an attractive twenty something year old.” He said finishing his scotch.

“Did you forget how old I am?” I teased him, finishing my drink and standing up. I walked over to him and handed him my cup before picking up the bottle, “A little more?” I asked.

He nodded, I leant forward, this time with my shirt undone it revealed most of my torso, I felt like leaning in to kiss him but thought that would spoil things, but it was while I was biting my lip and thinking I noticed that his cock was again hanging out of the fly of his boxes.

“Jesus Dad.” I said looking at his crotch, “How big are you?” Only the head was visible but it was thick, struggling to fit through the opening in the boxes thick.

“Kimberly!” He exclaimed quietly still with the glasses in his hands.

“Sorry Dad, it’s just,” I said taking the scotch from him, “Wow. Last week when I saw you hanging from between your robe I thought you were big. But I assumed you were a show-er, not a grower.”

“I’m sorry Kim, it was quite embarrassing for me.” He said adjusting himself and putting himself back into his boxes running down his leg, “You should have seen your father’s cock.”

I smiled, “It’s a very nice cock Daddy.” I said and saw his bulge pulse. “But seriously, how big are you?”

“Kim I don’t think you should be asking that of me.” He said.

“Sorry,” I said going and sitting down again still not bothering with my top, “I was just impressed is all.” I took another sip, “Like you hadn’t seen pierced and tatted tits in real life, I’ve never see a cock that size in real life.”

We had several moments of silence before I spoke again, “That was you, you know.” I couldn’t quite finish.

“What Kim?” My father asked.

“I mean I know you were hard from seeing my tits, but were you, you know, fully hard?”