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Caught in the Moment

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One afternoon several years ago, I was sitting at my computer and doing some research. My three daughters were down at the pool with their friends enjoying laying out and working on their suntan. They ranged from 16 to 19 years old.
While I took a break from the research, I decided to check out some of the Websites that dealt with masturbation. As I was reading, I began to feel as sense of arousal and noticed that I was getting an erection along with that feeling of excitement while reading some of the material that I saw. Knowing that I was alone, I thought that it might be a good time to take advantage of the quiet and began to rub myself through the outside of my loose fitting shorts. As that continued, I began to get harder and noticed the wet spot begin to show right at the head of my penis.
I decided to pull my erect and aching dick out through the side of the shorts and began to stroke slowly, but firmly, while rubbing the head and spreading the pre-cum around the tip and underside of my shaft. As I continued to read and fanaticize about jerking off with another guy, I felt that I probably wouldn't make it much longer before I would have to let myself go ahead and cum. As I got closer and closer, I realized that I would have to get something to clean up with, or find a place to let it go that wouldn't be noticeable. I quickly thought that the trash can would make a great discharge point!
I moved over and got the can in front of me so I would have a convenient place to shoot. Knowing that I was ever so close, I positioned on the edge of my chair so that I could come in the trashcan. Just as I began to shoot my load, at that moment the door opened and my oldest daughter walked in the room. With both of us startled, she simply said, 'Oh sorry Dad, I didn't mean to barge in on you'. All I could do was finish unloading with 4-5 hard squirts. She just stood there until I was done, slightly smiled and quietly closed the door.
Just after I finished cleaning up, she walked back in with a box of tissues, walked over and set them on the desk. She looked in my eyes and said, 'I thought you might need these.' She then turned and walked out. Not another word was said from that point on.
Needless to say, I have often wondered what she was thinking, or would like to have said. One day, I will ask her when we are alone and can talk without either of us being too embarrassed.



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