...you walk in on your father in the bathroom

You wake up well rested, to birds chirping outside, with an urgent need to pee. Jumping out of bed, the weight on your chest reminds you of your predicament. You should probably put some clothes on. But... the bathroom's just across the hall. If you just run across, you're probably safe. _And dad is bound to end up seeing me naked some day, anyway, _you tell yourself. Images from the nights dream hit you. No, not like that. Like, you're going to live under the same roof for five years, at least.

You peek out the door. The route is clear, and you sprint over to the bathroom, throwing the door open... to see your father, entirely nude, towelling himself off after a shower. He looks at you with surprise, but your gaze falls down between his legs. It's big, and as you stare at it, like a deer caught in the headlights, it seems to be growing.

He quickly covers up. "Sorry, I forgot to lock the door. Not used to having other people living with me yet."

"It's... okay, dad," you say. "Look, I'll just use the toilet downstairs."

"Yeah. And maybe cover up your chest? I'm, well, you're a very pretty young lady, now, and, you know..." He's as flustered as you are.

"Yeah." You close the door behind you, and go back to your room to find something to wear. Fuck. That went about as bad as it could have gone.

Slipping on the top from yesterday, you run downstairs. You probably should have dressed more, but you really, really, really, need to use the toilet. And once you're done, you hear your father walking down the stairs as well. He catches you as you leave the toilet, and tells you to join him in the kitchen.

"Sure, let me just put on some more clothes."

He shakes his head. "No. That'll do."

As you begin setting out breakfast for him, you get the distinct impression that he's eyeing you over. And some part of you enjoys it. A part of you enjoys making breakfast for her man, in nothing but her underwear, as he enjoys the view, and it's compelling you to give him a bit of an extra show. You can't get his cock out of your mind, imagining how even now, your body is affecting it. Making it grow, long and thick and hard. Your body, too, is responding, a warmth spreading between your legs, your nipples stiff under the thin material of your top. But he's not my man. He's my dad.

You manage to shake yourself out of it, and sit down with him to eat. He gives you a list of chores for you to do, but it's pretty short. "I'll start you off easy. Give you a little free time. But remember to have dinner ready by the time I'm home."

As he leaves, he gives you a little kiss on your chin. "Be a good girl, Zoe." To your surprise, it leaves your heart racing, and as he turns around, you find yourself eyeing him over. He is an attractive man, you have to admit.