A few more days goes by, without any further events

The next day Jack woke up to the sound of his daughters chatting downstairs, but couldn't bother to get out of his bed right away. Instead he just rolled over and snoozed for another few minutes, until he could finally hear them leaving though the front door, and even then he was slow to get up and around.

Apparently Catherine was back to her usual shift at work again, as it seemed like she'd left with her sisters, which should mean that he had the whole house to himself for several hours. He still wasn't sure what to do with so much spare time on his hands however, and so ended up just strolling around throughout better part of the day.

As it was time for lunch he suddenly remembered that Sam had promised to come back some day during the week, and he still hadn't checked her camera one more time. That gave him something to do for a while at least, but soon he grew tired of skimming through all of those pictures again, and eventually decided that none of them would actually pose that much of a threat to his family, even if they were ever released in public.

Half the town should already know about Shirley's betrayal after all, or that's what it felt like to Jack at least, and so it wouldn't matter if her face showed up in the news as well. What bothered him the most was probably the few pictures of his daughters, but not quite because of the same reasons. Anyone could already tell that the girls looked great in bikinis he figured, but that didn't mean just a small photograph would suddenly swarm their house with stalkers and dubious suitors.

Instead it was his own fascination with those photos that was making him hesitate, and for just a few seconds he'd found himself pondering if perhaps he should save some of them on his own computer. The whole idea made him increasingly frustrated though, and he quickly put the camera away, before he'd made some other hasty decision about deleting the whole content for sure.

But the damage was already done, and he found himself thinking back to the scene from yesterday once again, which had already continued to plague his mind throughout the morning. If he couldn't stop thinking about his daughters like that it would soon start posing a serious threat to his mental health, or at least make him even more stingy around them than usual, which was likely the last thing he needed right now.

Once the girls returned back home he'd managed to get a grip on himself again, or so he thought at least, until they all decided to stay by the pool for the rest of the late afternoon. Just watching them in their skimpy bikinis was getting a little too much for Jack to handle, and just for once he decided to shut himself indoors, and refused to be tempted to watch the girls playing around outside.

At about the same time he found that he was really starting to look forwards to the next time Samantha decided to visit. Not just because he wanted to get rid of her camera, but also because he suddenly felt like he needed something else than his own three daughters to fill his head with all kind of wicked images. Of course he knew that she was barely any older than them, but in lack of other female contacts he'd be more than happy to fantasize about someone else, and she was certainly cute enough to make her a viable candidate.

Somehow he was able to sleep much better that night, but still woke up with a serious case of morning wood, which he simply couldn't get rid off by himself, or at least not as long as his daughters kept popping up in his mind every time he tried to jerk off. Thus he soon gave up on trying, just like several other mornings before, and instead attempted to enjoy the next few hours of relative peace by himself, until the girls returned back home once more.

That same afternoon proved just a bit different from the last one though, as Jack was starting to feel like he was actually missing the girls company, and was a little surprised when he realized the house was unusually quiet for this time of the day. He still wasn't sure if he'd really want to speak to any of them at the moment, but felt like he should at least try not to distance himself too much from his family.

There was of course one in particular he'd like to avoid for just a bit longer, but even so she was also the one he was all the more curious to know what she was doing...