Let's get naked

You wake up and gather the clothes you plan to wear that day into a pile. Naked, you crack the door and peek out to see if Ashley's door is open. It is and you hear the movement of dishes downstairs and smell bacon cooking. Of course, this would be the day she decides to beat you out of bed. If she'd slept in, like usual, you may have been able to slip out of the house without her seeing you in the buff. To delay the encounter you jump in the shower.

As you're showering possible scenarios of what could happen when you walk downstairs play out in your mind. Ashley runs away screaming. Ashley calls the police. Ashley bends over the table and asks you to take her in the kitchen. You linger on that last thought and let it run it's course in your mind. As you think about taking your daughter on the kitchen table your cock stiffens and you start to stroke it. Excellent plan, getting it out of your system now may make it less likely you'll get hard again in front of her.

After you cum you step out of the shower, towel off, pick up your pile of work clothes, take a deep breath, and head out of your room and down the stairs.

Ashley is standing with her back to you when you come around the corner nude as the day she was born. You place your clothes on the kitchen table just as she turns. She drops the plate she's holding and eggs and bacon crash to the floor. She stands staring at you, mouth agape.

You try to act natural. "Hey, hun, so...um...I've been inspired by your freedom from clothes and...well...so let's be a nudist family."

"ohgod," she whispers as she gets down on her hands and knees to clean up the mess on the floor. She clearly is trying not to look at you. "After last night I thought I'd make you breakfast as an apology. I...geesh...Daddy...I don't think we should both be naked. Y-you startled me."

You walk to the other side of the table so your lower half is obscured from her view. "Oh come on, Ash. This was your idea. I thought it would make you more comfortable if you didn't have to be the only naked one."

She grabs a dustbin and starts pushing the broken plate pieces into it. "It's sorta weird for us to be naked together, Daddy."

You smile down at the top of her head as she continues to try and not look at you. "Okay, well, I'm embracing nudism, so if you suddenly have a problem with it maybe you should go get dressed."

"It's not my choice," she mumbles and lets out a deep sigh before looking up toward you. Having your lower half hidden behind the counter seems to make her more comfortable. She looks like she's about to reveal her big secret. Instead she says "I love being nude, so I'm not going to get dressed."

"Great!" you exclaim trying not to show your discomfort. "We're now nudists!? You laugh and say "Let's not tell your mother."

She giggles. "Oh God, Mom's so paranoid she wouldn't see it as innocent at all and would probably think we were being more than nude together." Realizing what she said she looks back down at the floor clearly embarrassed.

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