Lightning Round

“F-fuck?” Robert repeated, unable to imagine the next step being sex as much as he’d found the idea of his daughter sucking on his cock unthinkable. The truth was though that his cock was still hard and stiffening further with the anticipation of being inside his own flesh and blood. But he was new to this idea. Heather had clearly been desiring this, the taboo need to have her own father fuck her building inside her for some time, bubbling over and driving her to come to him today and make her intentions obvious. But he hadn’t been allowed this same time to process, to come to that same need for himself. Yet, if he were to listen to his body, he wouldn’t need any time. “I…”

Before he could answer, a loud knock upon the door startled the father daughter couple.

“Probably just Hannah, trying to ruin our fun,” Heather whispered as she proceeded to push her trousers down the swell of her ass. “Don’t worry, I remembered to lock the door.

“I…” he began again, not sure whether he was going to tell her to keep going or to stop as her red thong began to peek out over the tops of her pants.

Heather smiled, another inch and he would see how her sodden panties stuck to her pussy lips, how his daughter’s little hole dripped with so much arousal for her father that her underwear was completely saturated with her lust. She pushed harder on her trousers, feeling them give and begin to side down over her ass just as there was another, harder knock at the door.

This time the knock came with a voice, a familiar voice, shouting, “Robert Ravers, this is the police. We need you to open the door so we can talk.”

“The police?” Robert hissed, shoving his cock back into his underwear and standing to pull his trousers up. “What’s this about, Heather?”

“Relax, Daddy, it’s got nothing to do with us,” Heather frowned, disappointed as she pulled her pants back over her ass, her thong panties once again disappearing from view. “They came to talk to Lisa this morning and found some illegal pills she had in her bag. They’re probably here to talk to you since you were at the cabin last night. Do you still have your Vicodin?”

“My Vicodin? I don’t know,” Robert admitted, as he tucked his shirt into his trousers again. “I haven’t checked since last night.”

“Well, they’ll probably ask you about it,” Heather said, buttoning up her bottoms as a further realisation dawned on her. “Shit, I didn’t even get to talk to you about what I came here for.”

“You mean you didn’t come here just to fuck your father?” Robert asked with a raised eyebrow. “That’s actually a relief.”

“No, hopeful maybe, and I didn’t think it would happen this fast…” she chuckled as she rubbed the cum on her face into her skin. “But then you were sitting there, all big and hard and frustrated because I interrupted things with Hannah. It was just too perfect an opportunity to pass up and…fuck, I’m getting distracted again.”

“You have about thirty seconds before I need to open that door,” Robert replied as he finished dressing. “You maybe have time for one question.”

“Right, one question,” she said, thinking that it needed to be a good one, licking the remaining cum from her fingers. “You had an affair with Zack’s mom about eighteen years ago. Don’t ask how I know. Why did you break up?”

“She told me it was getting too intense between us, too real, and she wanted to keep her family together,” Robert answered thoughtfully, trying to remember her reasons from nearly two decades ago. “I don’t remember her exact words, but it had a lot to do with family.”

“You never imagined the possibility that Zack might be yours?” She snuck a second question in, knowing the implication would compel her father to reply.

“Why would I? Monica ended it and recommitted herself to Gregory. It seemed natural that in that returning to her husband, she simply got pregnant,” Robert narrowed his eyes at his daughter. “Did she say something to you that would imply otherwise?”

“No, the timing just seemed suspicious to me,” Heather confessed. “But, do I have any siblings out there I don’t know about?”

“Not unless your mother birthed any children I’m unaware of,” He said, crossing the room to the door. “After you were born, I decided I didn’t need any more children. I had a vasectomy around the time you were five.”

Heather pouted, processing the information. This might mean that her father wasn’t also Zack’s father and it also meant that she really was possibly an only child again. All that stress and anxiety over it had been for nought. She closed her eyes and breathed, feeling like the world was settling back into place, just the way things were…well, with the added caveat that she was pursuing a sexual relationship with her own father.

She opened her eyes when she heard the door open, being greeted with the sight of the same two officers, Stallone and Russell. As they entered, she moved to stand by her father, licking her lips and tasting the remnants of cum he’d left there.

“Miss Ravers?” Officer Stallone called, looking mildly shocked. “I’m surprised to see you here.”

“Really?” Heather looked up at her father, smiling. “He is my father.”

“True, but we’d like to hope that you aren’t here to interfere with our investigation,” He said pointedly, as he adjusted the glasses on his face.

“Not at all. My father and I have many things to talk about.” Heather replied diplomatically. “But, I should be going.”

“Yes, that would be for the best,” Officer Russell agreed. “We’d like to talk to your father alone, for now.”

“Of course. Bye, daddy,” she said, turning to her father and leaning up to kiss his cheek, one hand resting upon his firm, muscular chest. As she pulled away, she dragged her lips past his, kissing him without directly kissing him, right in front of the two police officers. As she sauntered to the door, she smiled to herself.

Robert shut the door behind her, glancing after her as she made sure to sway her hips while she walked away, taunting him with her round ass. Hannah was standing by the desk with the computer, glaring at Heather as she passed by. The young dark-haired cheer captain simply smirked, knowing that she’d successfully cockblocked the older Woodsen. After the load she just sucked out of her father’s balls, she was sure he wouldn’t go near the blonde intern for the rest of the day.

As she stepped into the elevator, Heather turned her thoughts to Zack. Hopefully he had gotten more information out of his mother but then again, he didn’t have as many distractions…