‘Accidental’ Wet T-shirt Competition

Dad and I chatted as we packed up the dishes, slowly my nerves built up, I was going to try and convince my father to commit **** and have an affair. It was sick and exciting, and I was quickly losing my nerve.

Then as my Dad handed me a saucepan he said, “You right to finish those and I will go pour us some scotch?” I nodded and my Dad turned to leave. Suddenly I had an idea and I thought I had to act on it before I chickened out.

I ‘accidently’ bumped the tap up in strength and the gout of water sped around the outside of the saucepan to hose me from my eyes to my belly. I hesitated a moment, only a fraction of a second before squealing and dropping the saucepan, I stepped back from the sink with my left foot, turning in the direction of my father.

He turned quickly and froze, there I was, one eye closed as partially dirty water ran down one side of my face, my white Floyd t-shirt, clung to my chest, now instead of being thin it was transparent. I stood there for a moment as my father looked me over, I was sure his eyes lingered on my pierced nipples and the tat on my tit. Then I started laughing, Dad must have thought I was laughing at being sprayed by the water, but I was really laughing as the tension had been broken, I had done it.

Dad laughed along for a little bit, his eyes kept moving between my tits and my face, grabbed the tea towel and dried my face then feebly dabbed at my tits, slowly more of the shirt was becoming see through as the water evened out.

“You want me to get you a towel?” My father asked, glancing at my chest.

I felt my face flush and a tingle in my cunt, my father was looking at my tits, “No, there’s a blanket in the den I will just curl up under that.” I explained, “See you in there in a moment.”

He nodded and left, glancing back on more time, quickly I finished stacking the dishwasher and splashed a little more water on my top, I didn’t want the water to even out too quickly as it was making my top less transparent.

My heart was racing, I quickly pulled out my mobile phone, took a selfie and sent it to Mark “Happy?” I asked.

A few moments later I get a response, Julie’s dark lips wrapped around Mark’s cock, “Very.” It said, and then a moment later “Have fun.”