Lauren comes home early

I've actually gotten pretty damn good at using my games to distract myself when I'm anxious that I didn't hear Lauren come home early. Lauren had sent me a text announcing she did, and it went by unnoticed for another 10 minutes, before I hear a loud bam, startling the shit out of me, distracting me from my game. I turn aroun to look where the noise came from, and I see Lauren standing in the doorway, just as she grabbed the door handle to hold her up as the door finished its bounceback from hitting the wall. Her left hand was on the doorframe.

"Wha...?" I began, but I was too shocked to finish. Because my daughter's hair now looks extremely unkempt, her face was near beet red, and she was panting as if she was out of breath from a long run.

"Daddy..." Lauren finally started speaking, still panting heavily out of breath. "Daddy... I don't know what asinine voodoo you just pulled..." Pause to catch her breath I immediately deeply inhale, my eyes wide open, expecting to be caught or worse. "...but... I think I like it." Lauren finally manages to get a better catch on her breath and exhales a single nervous chuckle as she lets go of the doorknob.

Feeling utterly busted, I begin to get up to try to apologize and bullshit my way out of this, but before I can even open my mouth, Lauren quickly shushes me, as she came over and grabbed her favorite gaming seat from all our years of playing games together, and sat in front of me, my computer to the right of me.

"So.... Um... Whats up?" I stammer. Lauren looked at me incredulously, implying a mental facepalm in her head, before starting to grin.

"To be quite honest with you daddy, I knew you'd miss my text, but I sent it anyway, because I just wanted an excuse to fap in your car for ten minutes." I quickly shook my head in confusion, disbelieving what I just heard. Is this all a dream or some shit?

"Helloooo why do you think my hair is gross nowww, daddy?!" Lauren said in typical teen girl fashion. She had a point. My daughter must have been a rather active, um... Masturbator, it seems. I was still trying to make sense of things, so I semi-impulsively pinched myself in the arm, to make sure I wasnt dreaming. Lauren snorted and rolled her eyes. "No dad, this isn't a dream." she wryly chuckled. "If it was, my fucking nipple piercings would not be here if we suddenly woke up now."

"Ummm..." I began rubbing my neck in embarassment. I should probably have went to have reduced her intelligence...

"Lucky for you tho," my daughter continued. "Whatever the fuck happened that made me get those constant, intrusive thoughts of the word 'electra complex' enough to look it up, I'm kinda glad it happened now, dad." Lauren confessed as her tone finally softened. I have no clue what the fuck an electra complex is, but its probably a daughter daddy version of an oepidus complex, I presume. Granted I'm still exceedingly nervous about everything that's been happening today. But I hope things get better, and hopefully sexier too, from here on out.

"So, umm. What else happened at the library, hun?" I anxiously ask as I glance at my computer game to see that my guy died cuz I forgot to pause it. I resist the temptation to start fiddling with my game to start it over.

"Weeeeeeelllllll..." Lauren's tone was now all too familiar, as she only ever prolongs "Well," like that when she knows she's in deep, deep shit. Considering the context of today though, this oughta be good. I look back at Lauren to see that it was now her turn to rub her neck out of embarassment. She glanced down once, before looking back up at me and straight into my eyes. This time it was different than any other time we had ever made eye contact. I saw something I had never before seen in Lauren's eyes. Or indeed, any girl ever, considering I was never considered a choice by girls my whole life. I also notice my own damn daughter is doing that lip half bite. For me. My heart skipped a beat. I can't help but grin now. Her hipster glasses made it all the hotter too.

"What happened at the library, young lady?" I tried to be as terse and stern as possible, but my own feelings and growing hardon was making it increasingly difficult. I was also trying to suppress my laughter, and I was doing it so badly...

"They kicked me out cuz..." Lauren was interrupted by her embarassed giggling. "Oh my gawd. This can't be..." she mumbled, facepalming so hard. "Umm... Okay." Lauren managed to regain enough composure to speak normally. "After I looked up that electra complex thing, this other word intruded into my head. I think it was called 'piezuri' or something? Anyways, I looked it up, and having not realized the last guy to use the computer there forgot to turn safesearch back on, and so I clicked the 'I'm feeling lucky' button, and..." Another giggle "And all of a sudden, BOOBIES covering the entire fucking computer screen, all wrapped around this guy's gig-ass cock bouncing up and down, up and down. JUST as the librarian lady was walking by too. And oh my god I felt so horrible."

Talk about perfect timing, I mused, chuckling along with my daughter. Interesting that she mentioned paizuri tho. Then again I have a titjob obsession too, so I might as well pass it down to the apple, haha. Finally, our laughter subsides into awkward semi-silence. I'm noticing Lauren is now staring rather, um, intensely at my groin, biting her lip...