Provoke him

You knew he was blind from the ****.

"I've seen the way you look at me, as if I were your little girl"

"You've got to be joking" he says, laughing that comment off.

"You wish that I was your little girl, don't you" you say again.

"You have no idea what you're talking about" he says.

Your hand moved slightly over towards dad's leg, the back of your hand lightly press against what seemed to be his erect cock.

"Mum always said you wanted a little girl." Your hand slowly and gradually pressured harder, before lifting and placing one full pinky on the cock, raging hard and very thick.

"Maybe you can make me your little girl"

Dad was silent, but as your hand slowly made its way around dad's cock, he pulled off. After some hesitation.

"You sick little child. You don't belong in this house"

He slams your door closed and in an instant, it was silent. You only heard the beat of your heart and the heavy breathing.

You realised you were aroused and masturbated to sleep.

The next morning, hesitant, you went downstairs and spoke to mum.

"Hey champ" she said.

"Is dad home" you ask.

"He's woke up before, but has a very bad hangover. He's surprised he even got himself home. Had a bit too much to drink" she replied. "Why?"

"No reason." you sat down to eat breakfast.