Your daughter

"Dad?" You hear your daughter, Molly call from behind the door. Suddenly your mind wanders.

You feel like it may be a weird thing for you to say out loud, but your daughter is the most beautiful girl you've ever seen. Even though you're her father, you can't deny she's hot. You have eyes, after all.

Molly turns 19 this year. She was supposed to be off at college, but her mother got sick winter break of her freshman year, and she never went back. She's a perfect daughter. She has spent her time assisting her mom any way she can while she recovers, and by supporting you emotionally. She even got a job to help support the family financially. Something you did not initially approve of, but she wore you down. Yes, she is perfect in every way. Still, since she's been back you've felt strange. Since your wife has been sick, you've been neglected physically. You're not a pervert. You'd never try anything suspicious. But you've caught yourself taking passing glances at her ass as she walks by.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the doorknob turning. You suddenly realize that you got lost in thought prior to answering your daughter's call. The door swings open before you can say anything. Your daughter stands wide eyed in the doorway for a split second before squealing and running off red in the face. She definitely just saw your business. Great job.