Cameras And Cole

Over the last two weeks there had been one hell of a noticeable difference in dad. He wasn’t in a daze, wasn’t fretting over finances and I wouldn’t say thanks to me, there was a spring in his step that had been missing since mom died.. I even noticed a change in me also. My legs were slightly wider and I started to take more showers than baths lately.

Even Cole claimed that he noticed a change in dad and in the overall place for that fact. Considering Cole was either just coming in or getting ready to leave, it came as a shock to me that he noticed anything in the place. Then I found out how Cole discovered the change when I was putting away the clean bedding. On the top shelf in the linen closet there was a small rectangular box with a green light in the upper right hand corner.

I had never seen it before, so I went searching throughout the apartment to see if I could find more. Nothing in the kitchen, a similar box behind the stereo in the living room and one in my bedroom. I was able to get my hands on it, so I looked it over and saw a USB port and a thin clear line coming out of it. I traced it along the wall and saw the end just at the corner of my bed.

I went back to the linen closet and found the thin clear line running from the linen closet to just inside the bathroom door. I returned to my room and got out my stash of USB cables , found one that fit and plugged the black box into my laptop. After a minute the icon came onto my screen with the word- camera hard drive.

I opened the main menu and found videos of dad, myself and our guests going around the apartment. One video in particular showed dad coming into my room well after the sun went down. When he climbed into bed with me, I stopped the video and cursed out loud. That bastard, Cole was spying on us, so right then and there I decided that I was going to play along and then turn the tables on him.

It was a little after eight when I got into my purple bra and panty set and went to my bed to see if the dress I laid out would hide it. I knew that Cole was in but never thought that he was going to confront me in my room.

By the bed, my arms were grabbed and from behind me, I heard “So you little slut is it only dad who gets to feel using your pussy?”

“I’m just helping to shrink things for him, I swear!”

Then I felt my arms being released and the straps of my bra being slid down my arms. Then my bra was unclasped and Cole lifted me with a hand on the inside of my thighs from behind. I placed my left hand around the back of his neck, my right on my right thigh, a shock expression on my face.

"Oh I have something you can help shrink!"

My god, Cole wasn’t thinking of fucking me in my room was he?