Tom is frustrated

Tom must have dozed off because he woke sometime later to some whispering and giggling from down the hall. He got out of bed and went to the door to listen, cracking it open slightly.

"Sshhh..." he heard Jay whisper. "We don't want to disturb your Dad. I don't think he'd care for me being here so late - especially if he knew what we'd been doing."

"You'd be surprised. He gives me alot of freedom," Sarah replied with another giggle.

"Yeah, maybe," Jay went on, "but I don't want to risk it. You and your dad seem real close. I think he likes me but he's been kinda protective of you at the shoots. Let's wait awhile before being too open about us - not push it in his face."

"Yeah, okay Jay, I guess you're right," Sarah conceded.

Their voices dropped off and Tom strained to listen. He thought he heard some more kissing and moving. After a few minutes he heard a door open and Sarah whisper loudly "Bye Jay! Text me tomorrow."

After the door closed Tom finally came out of his room and went to find Sarah.

She was waiting for him in her bedroom, sitting on her bed in a long tshirt that didn't quite cover his view of her panties. "Hey Dad! Sorry if we disturbed you but it was a big night for Jay and me. We're official now!" she chirped.

Tom sat beside her. His eyes drifted across her body, the thin shirt clearly outlining her braless breasts. He caught his breath at the brief view of her thighs and panites before she curled up her legs beneath herself and leaned against his shoulder. "It was awesome. Everything I hoped my first time would be." Tom jerked as he felt a slight nudge in his ribs. He glanced at her face to see her quickly hide a grin. "Oh my god it was amazing. Sooo intense. I can't wait to do it again."

She shifted, pressing her breasts against him without seeming to notice. The sight and feel of her body, along with thoughts of what she and Jay had done in this room only hours earlier, quickly aroused him. His voyeuristic experience that night hadn't fully satisfied his lust and, before he could consider his actions, he put his arm around her and tried to pull her in for a kiss.

Sarah nimbly slipped from his grasp, giving a gentle push to **** him back. "Sorry Daddy. I know how you feel about me, what you want to do. But you are my daddy now, and touching me like that is not appropriate." She smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek. "I love you anyway. And I guess it's ok for you to watch. Jay will be here alot more so maybe you can find a better view."

She looked down at his obvious erection, his penis straining against his boxers. "Now you should really go take care of that. Maybe another time I'll let you do it so I can watch, but I'm really tired. Jay totally exhausted me. So goodnight."

Dismissed, Tom numbly got up and returned to his room. The mixture of shame, arousal, and unfulfilled lust made it impossible to him to go back to sleep, so he lay uncomfortably in bed. His thoughts raced as he debated himself. Was this really what he wanted? Sarah was happy - and he certainly got a perverse satisfaction from her treatment of him. Maybe he could use the coin to get some release. He could make Sarah more interested in continuing to have sex with him, despite their new status. Or maybe he should embrace that change and instead wish for Sarah to be fine with him and Diana to get together; he could even wish for Sarah to encourage Diana in her pursuit of him! Tom struggled to make a decision. What should he do?