Daddy's Regret

Today is the day Leah, my daughter, was returning from school for Spring break. The house had been quiet without her presence. It has been just me and Leah since her mother passed away a few years ago. But my little girl has coped well and is now away at college. How time flies.

I had been with her mom, Jessica, since our college days and never even glanced at another woman. Even after her passing, it just never felt right. Now, approaching 50, my hair is thinning, and I've acquired what some might call a beer belly. Jessica used to tease me about not having my looks forever, and boy, do I wish I had heeded her words.

Leah resembled her mom so much, just like when we first met all those years ago. Her beautiful long brown hair that cascaded down to her lower back. Those piercing blue eyes of hers, with her fluttering eyelashes. Her soft lips that never failed to lure me in every time she smiled. I couldn't resist the way she would pout when she wanted something. Oh, and those perky perfect-sized tits of hers, which seemed to have gotten even bigger since she went off to college.

Her body had the classic hourglass shape, and her well-defined, A-shaped soft ass was truly a sight to behold, especially when she wore jeans. There were moments when it was difficult not to let my mind wander to perverse thoughts, given how much she resembled my first and only love. But then, reality hit me like a slap in the face, reminding me that she was my own daughter.

Leah - Hey dad! I'm home

Leah's shout from the door abruptly snapped me back to reality. When I turned to look at her, I noticed she had brought Jackson home with her. Jackson, the guy she met last summer at a summer camp she desperately wanted to attend. Since this guy entered her life, my princess underwent a transformation. You see, Jackson was an athlete with a body that resembled a sculpted masterpiece you'd find in a damn museum. With his blonde hair and blue eyes, he fit the stereotype of a handsome pretty boy. He was the popular jock at school, and every girl there wanted a piece of him.

Leah, on the other hand, was quite the opposite during her school days. She was shy, a band geek. With braces and glasses, she used to dress in clothes that concealed her figure—oversized hoodies and baggy jeans. But all of that changed once she met him. The shy girl vanished, replaced by an outgoing, daring, and confident young woman. She started wearing clothes that accentuated her figure, making it damn hard for me to avert my gaze at times.

Stefan - Welcome home, guys. How was the journey home?

Leah - Not bad, but we need a shower. We have been in a hot stuffy car, for the last 8 hours.

Leah said, whilst making a face of slight disappointment.

Jackson - Your daughter has been moaning since we left, as you can imagine

Jackson chuckled whilst saying this and Leah gave him a playful slap.

I instructed them to go and clean up while I took care of preparing lunch for all of us. They entered the garden wearing their swimming attire, and with the glorious day we were having, the pool would undoubtedly be warmed by the sun. Glancing over at Leah, I noticed she was wearing a bikini top with her shorts. Jackson stood behind her, unaware of my presence from where I stood in the garden. Then, something unexpected happened.

I watched in disbelief as Jackson playfully smacked her ass. Leah halted and turned to face him. In that moment, I anticipated her to scold him, reminding him that such behavior was disrespectful in my house. But to my astonishment, she responded by kissing him with a passionate hunger. He, in turn, gripped her ass firmly, lifting her slightly off the ground so he could delve deeper into her mouth with his tongue. I could clearly see their tongues intertwining, brushing against her cheeks from within.

I was fucking furious. How the hell could they engage in such behavior in this place? And how could he treat her like that? I've never been that disrespectful to my in-laws, nor have I ever kissed my wife in such a manner. I wanted to speak up, but I didn't want to embarrass Leah.

I took a moment to compose myself, pushing down the anger that surged within me, and proceeded to finish preparing the rest of the lunch. We all sat down, said grace, and began enjoying our BBQ.

Stefan - So kids how is college going? Any new classes for either of you this semester?

Leah - Yeah, Jackson has got me into...

I could hear her voice, but damn it, I couldn't focus on what she was saying. In the middle of her sentence, Leah stuck her finger in her mouth to clean off some sauce, emitting the faintest groan in the process. It caught both mine and Jackson's attention. He couldn't help but let out a sly chuckle, knowing exactly what was going on. Leah's face flushed with embarrassment as a result. And to make matters worse, Jackson caught me looking at Leah and responded with a sinister smile.

Leah - As I was saying, Jackson got me into a photography class. Not that he is ever there!?!

Jackson- I told you, I would get you in. Not join you on your picture escapades.

I couldn't help but let out a small snicker at the situation. Jessica had always been obsessed with taking pictures, dragging us to parks at the crack of dawn on Sunday mornings. But just like Jackson, I had no interest in indulging in those activities. Leah hadn't touched her camera since Jessica's passing, and it fueled my growing rage and jealousy. How the hell did he manage to reignite her passion for photography? I had tried everything, but she remained stubbornly resistant. Yet, this damn punk kid seemed to have accomplished what I couldn't. It stung, and I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I got up from the table to grab more beers, needing a moment alone to gather myself.

As I was returning outside, I caught sight of Jackson beneath the table, kissing Leah's thigh. Not again! This time, I was determined to put an end to their inappropriate behavior. Yet, a morbid curiosity overcame me. How far would they dare to go, knowing that I could walk in on them at any given moment? How far would my precious daughter push the boundaries?

Jackson continued his lascivious acts, kissing and licking his way up Leah's legs, his hands slipping under her shirt playing with her tiny titties. I found myself getting aroused, watching my daughter remain silent, her eyes closed, and her lip bitten in anticipation. It was enough. I retreated back into the house and shouted out to them, pretending to offer assistance before returning.

Jackson emerged from under the table, holding a fork in his hand. The feeble excuse of dropping something under the table was far from the creative cover I had expected from him. I glanced at Leah, noticing her slightly disheveled top and her nipples poking through the fabric. I sat back down, attempting to calm myself, though a storm of emotions raged within.

Stefan- So, what are you up to over summer? Did you make any plans yet?

Jackson- We were thinking of working at one of the summer camps just like last year. But for the rest of the summer, we were going to split it between here and my parents beach house.

Stefan - Sounds like you will have fun, what sort of camp is it going to be this time?

I caught Leah glaring at Jackson, like he was not meant to mention the camp to me. This made me raise my eyebrow at them.

Leah - Well we are not sure yet, we need to confirm with the camp to see if they still have roo.. Need for us.

Leah’s cheeks were getting redder, this normally meant she was lying. But I know better than to question her. She is 20, she is able to make her own decisions. I trusted her and she never let me down. She did not need me to lecture her, nor did I want to. I needed to keep the peace with her, she was all I had left.

Leah excused herself to go to the bathroom. Jackson was watching her intently. He grinned.

Jackson- Leah is doing well, at college. We even went to a concert the other week, the first one since her mom died. She is finding herself, and I am giving her a chance to find everything that fulfils her. Getting her to do things she isn't always comfortable doing. Pushing her to experience everything possible, pushing her body and her mind to embrace new things.

Stefan - What do you mean, things she isn’t comfortable with?

Jackson - Just trust me, she is getting to enjoy life, experience new things. Heck, she even let me put her on my shoulders...

Jackson trailed off, I was not sure what he meant with his last remark, I assumed at the concert. But Leah was coming back to the table and I did not want to know we had been talking about her. Jackson ran his fingers down her arm and then held her in his lap. We carried on talking for a bit, when I noticed Leah slowly nodding off to sleep.

Stefan- Hey, kiddo, you have a nice comfortable bed to sleep on. Let’s call it a night.

Leah looked up at me and nodded, then Jackson carried her into his arms thowrds her bedroom.

I downed my beer and made my way upstairs. Once in bed, I mindlessly scrolled through my phone, hoping to find some solace in sleep. That's when I heard it – a muffled moan escaping from my daughter's room. Initially, I dismissed it as a mere illusion, but then another moan followed, slightly louder. I could hear Jackson trying to hush her, while Leah giggled in response. A surge of anger consumed me, and I yearned to barge into Leah's room and scold them both. How could they disrespect me by fucking in my house? But then, a realization struck me like a lightning bolt – my own arousal, undeniable and throbbing.

I went to the bathroom, to get away from Leah’s moans, that seemed to infiltrate every corner of my room. to drown out the sounds of my daughter's moans, I started watching some porn on my phone. I reached for a handful of lube from the cabinet, gripping myself tightly, and I could still hear Leah's moans in the background. Adjusting my pace to her, I slowed down, not wanting to reach climax too soon. My arousal had not been this overwhelming in years.

As the intensity built, synchronized with Leah's final resounding moan, I experienced an orgasm more powerful than any I had known before. Ropes of cum were scattered across the bathroom floor, leaving me with a mix of shame and euphoria in that moment. As I cleaned up the mess, I tried to rationalize in my mind that it was the porn I was watching that had pushed me to the limit. Not the sounds coming from my little girl.

I heard the creaking of Leah's door as I emerged from the bathroom, only to come face to face with Jackson in the hallway. To my surprise, he stood completely naked, clearly not expecting me to be awake. My eyes involuntarily glanced downward, taking in the sight of his exposed cock. I opened my mouth to say something, but shock held my tongue captive. How the fuck had that been inside my daughter? He was huge, and this was it after cumming. I stood there, frozen in disbelief. Jackson flashed me a smug smile, accompanied by a suggestive wink.

Jackson - Hey, Mr. Stefan, did we wake you up?

Stefan - Very amusing, Jackson... Next time you venture out of the bedroom, do remember to put on some clothes. And both of you better get some sleep.

Jackson - Sir, yes, sir!

With that, I turned to retreat to my room, feeling disappointed and disheartened. However, before I could step inside, Jackson had one more comment to add.

Jackson - Sorry for making your daughter moan so loudly, Mr. Stefan! There won't be a next time, I mean it, Mr. Stefan!

I chose to ignore his insolence. How dare he speak to me while still naked? This young man's audacity required me to take some action.

! This was not written by me, it was written by an anonymous writer with me directing it !

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