Secrets are revealed.

You knock on your daughters door. There's no answer. You knock a little louder.

With a hint of frustration in her voice, Ava calls out, "Come in!"

Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you slowly open the door and walk into the mostly dark room. Only one lamp is on, but that's enough to illuminate the **** purplishness of your daughters bedroom. Years ago, Ava decided that she wanted a purple room and so you gave your loving daughter what she wanted. You painted the walls and even the ceiling different shades of purple. It looks ridiculous but young Ava loved it. Now it seems a bit strange with a young woman sprawled out on the bed.

Brunette hair disheveled and clearly have just woken up, Ava mumbles, "You need something, Dad?"

You walk in and shut the door behind you.

"Sorry... I didn't realize that you were sleeping."

With a hint of teenage attitude in her voice, she remarks, "Well I'm not any more."

"Long day?"

"I'm just sooo tired of waking up early. I swear, once I get to college, I'll never take a class before noon."

You walk further into the room and sit on the edge of her bed. She sits up and leans against the headboard of her bed. The bedsheets, purple of course, slide off of her and reveal her long tanned legs. She's not wearing any shorts or pants. For a moment, you catch a glimpse of her white cotton panties out of the corner of your eye. Ava was never too concerned about privacy but it's still not common to see your daughter like this. You try your best to not look.

"Don't wish your life away. Only a couple of weeks left of high school, right?"

She reaches for her phone on the bedside table and says, "10 days..."

The light from the screen illuminates her face. Her hazel eyes flick back and forth, reading or looking at whatever it is high school girls look at on their phones. You watch for a moment and a minute later it's like she's forgotten that you are there right next to her. Unsure of what to say, your eyes wander over your 18 year old daughter. Her ratty old t-shirt, one that she's been sleeping in for years, actually used to be yours. It's pretty big on her but her small breasts still slightly push the material outward. The shirt is long on her. If she were standing up, it might come down to mid thigh. But since she's sitting up in the bed, it's bunched up around her waist. Your heart flutters as your eyes continue downward to her mostly visible panty covered mound. Her legs are stretched out and slightly parted. The white cotton material covers all of the interesting bits but it's almost like you can faintly see what's underneath. Maybe it's just your imagination. Realizing that you're staring at your daughters panties, you quickly flick your eyes upwards to check if she's looking. Nope, she's grinning at something that's on her phone and typing away with her thumbs.

You shake your head, trying to rid yourself of the impure thoughts of Ava. You bring one of your knees up on the bed and turn so that you are facing her. Wanting to recapture her attention, you reach out and place your hand on her thigh. The skin is so smooth under your touch. You rub back and forth but your daughter pays no attention. You make sure to not venture too high even though you'd love to. Would she even notice? Probably.

You clear your throat.

No response.

You do it again.

Not looking away from her phone, Ava says, "Do you have something to say or do you have a cold or something?"

"Can you please put your phone away?"

"I can multitask."

You sigh, "Look... I just want to spend more time with you before you are gone..."

"We're doing that now."

"It would be nice to have 100 percent of your attention for once."

Ava rolls her eyes and tosses her phone aside. It lands next to her on the bed. She crosses her arms, which makes the shape of her breasts more pronounced under her shirt, and looks at you expectantly before looking down at your hand still rubbing her thigh. You jerk your hand away. You didn't realize that you were still doing that.

Your daughter frowns, "I was kind of enjoying that..."

"Oh...?"

"My legs are pretty sore. I pushed it a little too hard today."

"You know that the soccer season is over, right?"

Ava sticks out her bottom lip and pouts. She loved playing soccer and being on the track team in high school. Unfortunately, she's just not good enough to play in college.

"I still want to stay in shape, Dad. Besides, I haven't missed a day in years now. Why stop now?"

Slowly, you reach out and place your hand back on her thigh, resuming the gentle caresses. You've never realized how amazing her legs are...

"That's a great habit to have, Ava. You know... you won't believe this... but I'm actually going to go to the gym we have at work tomorrow."

She perks up and says, "That's great! What made you decide to do that?"

You chuckle a bit and respond, "I actually made a new friend at work and she suggested I join her. She goes right after work so I'll do that before I come home."

Ava raises her eyebrows, "Oh made a new friend? What's her name?"

"Hana. She's been my desk mate for a couple of years now. We've just never really talked much. She's pretty young. Today we hung out a bit and things sort of clicked. Now I've actually got a friend at work. It feels great, to be honest."

Ava laughs, "Uh oh... somebody's got a work wife."

"A what?"

"A work wife... You spend half of your day at work so it's like you have a second family. People pair together and have a sort of wife/husband thing. You've never heard of that?"

"No... why do you know so much about something like that?"

Your daughter gives you an incredulous look and says, "Mom talks about her work husband Greg all the time. Do you not pay attention?"

Your stomach sinks. Well shit, this could explain a lot.

"First I'm hearing about him..."

Ava's expression turns more serious as she notices your reaction, "Shit... I didn't realize that you didn't know. I'm sure it's nothing. She's never like... mentioned that anything inappropriate was going on."

You take your hand off of her thigh and stand up.

"Dad..."

"Like you said, it's probably nothing."

You head for the door.

"Why are you leaving? I thought you wanted to spend time together..."

"I need to do a few things. I'll come back later to say goodnight."

You close your daughters bedroom door behind you. Feeling light headed, you go into the spare bedroom which also acts as kind of an office and sit down. You pull out your phone and check your daughters score.

- Thompson, Ava - Affection Score: 52. - History: Tuesday, 8:02 pm (+9)

Wow, that's a lot better than you thought. As your daughter, you still feel like it should be a lot higher but you aren't going to worry about the past anymore. The AMA will help you rebuild your relationship with your daughter.

You almost don't notice the other two scores and your eyes nearly bug out of your head when you do.

Love Score: 6 (+2)

Wait, wasn't this a romantic score? You double check the app information and confirm your suspicions. How on earth... Was this normal for daughters? Maybe...

Lust Score: 2 (+1)

This one just leaves you speechless. You can't even fully process it. Buried deep down within her, did Ava have suppressed feelings for you? What's more is that the app indicates that these existed before you even had the power of the app. For the first time in your life, the idea of your daughter as a potential sexual partner enters your mind. Your daughter's lust score is higher than your wife's... Holy shit...