After Story

I realized that my hand had gripped my cock hard as I read line after line of the story. I'd never thought about it before, but my dad did kind of look like my mom. If he dressed up in her clothes I don't think I would have known until he spoke.

So I sat thinking about the story, jerking myself off, when I heard the sound of the secret door to my dad's secret library opening. I looked over and saw him standing in the doorway.

"Hey," he said. "You're awake."

I nodded, then looked at my hand. I realized that I hadn't even paused in jerking off.

"Dad?" I asked. "What are you doing?"

"I'm just checking on you," he said. "How does it feel?"

"Feels great," I said.

"Are you close to cumming?" he asked.

"Maybe," I admitted.

"Well, you can stop anytime you want," he said. "I don't mind."

"No thanks," I said. "I'm enjoying it."

"Okay," he said. "Do you... want me to watch?"

"Yes," I said. "That would be great."

"Okay," he said. "I'll be right here when you need me."

I continued to jerk myself off while my father watched me. He waited patiently for me to finish, then knelt down beside me and licked me clean.

"Thanks," I said.

He smiled at me, and left the room. When he was gone, I lowered my hand and fell into the chair. What the fuck was that?

I decided to leave the strange library and confront him.