Daddy's Girl?

And yesterday, Jayney was away, Chris was out with mum leaving me and dad at home. I heard him get up and shower and about half an hour later, I showered and went downstairs in nothing but my dressing gown, and even that wasn't done up. Dad was sitting on the couch reading the morning paper in his robe, but it too was open. I sat at the kitchen counter where I could see him and notice that his cock was semi-hard. I was fascinated by it. That was where me, Jayney and Chris came from. I imagined it hard, and inside mum spurting and making one of us.  Girls always know if someone is staring at us....call it a sixth sense....but I didn't know men did. As I watched, dads cock got harder until well, it wasn't full on hard, but there wasn't much more to go. Dad was reading The Times, so I didn't think there was much that could be called sexy in it! Then, he looked down at his cock and then straight at me! He wasn't the slightest bit embarrassed, and I have to say, neither was I. In fact, I was beginning to feel a very familiar feeling between my legs. Dad smiled. I smiled. Then I said "I guess that's where we came from?" (Duh!) Dad replied "yeah...well...I guess I better go and do something about it." That's when I had a sudden rush of...rush or what? Confidence? Cheek? I don't know! "Can I do it?" was out of my mouth before I knew it. I was also off my stool walking towards him! As I said, my robe was undone and dad was definitely checking me out which put the finishing touches to his erection.  Man! That made me feel powerful like I've never felt power before! Tentatively, I reached for his cock. It felt hard like steel as I started to masturbate him. Each stroke seemed to make it harder and harder. I felt his hand on my knees and I let my legs open so he could touch me if he wanted to. He stroked my legs, moving higher each time until I felt him touch my pussy and then my clit. I was very close myself when with a groan he started to spurt. Each jet of cum hit his chest or tummy and with it my own orgasm hit as well.  Afterwards, he just closed his,robe and chuckled something about needing another shower now. All I could think of was that enormous cock! How could anyone take that inside them? Mum and dad are swingers. We know that. So I guess he's had plenty of practice.  Ok, honesty time. Did I think of climbing on him and fucking him? Yes. But somehow that would have destroyed the moment. What happened happened because it was the right moment, and anything else would have been wrong, a betrayal. Does that make sense? I know one thing. I need a cock. Soon!