Bending back over the books, he resumed absorbing what the learned experts had to say. Instance after instance was cited where young girls had submitted to their fathers in every fashion, in some cases with the express approval of the mother, who had gone through the same thing herself. He read and reread certain passages, not noticing the passing of time until he sensed someone standing by his shoulder.
“I'm sorry, sir, but it's six o'clock. Time to close.”
“Oh, excuse me. I didn't realize it was so late.”
The librarian, who looked to be in her fifties, leaned over to help him close the books, brushing her balloonlike breasts against his arm in a way that he thought was intentional.
“That's quite a subject you've been studying,” she said in a religiously practiced soft voice. “I've read up on it myself, and I found most of it quite interesting, particularly some of the shocking things that girls and women do.”
“Yes, it is engrossing.” Dan stood and stacked up the books, then started to pick them up.
“Oh, don't bother. I'll take care of them.” She looked up at him coyly, fluttering lids over large brown eyes. “If you're really curious about the topic, I have some excellent books at home that they won't permit in here. My name is Mabel Garner. I'm in the phone book. You could drop over some evening. I'm quite alone.”
“Thank you. I may do that. Goodbye for now.”
He made a fast exit, wondering if the woman was a female-type lecher or whether she thought the subject was a good lead-in to a fuck. Either way, he wasn't interested. The afternoon of study had paid off, and his nagging conscience was beginning to let up. He wasn't abnormal at all, only different than some men. It was a relief to know that.
On the way home, he stopped off to fortify himself with a couple of drinks and digest his new knowledge before facing his daughters again. When he resumed his journey, he was light-hearted and felt as though he had a new lease on life.
The house was lit up when he arrived. Walking jauntily into the living room, he heard noises in the kitchen and went in to see his daughters with an air of not having a care in the world. Peggy was setting two places at the table and looked up when he came in. She was still wearing the shorts and halter outfit, and her shapely figure reeked of desirability.
“I didn't know when you'd be back, but dinner's ready. Want to eat now?”
“Sure. I'm famished. Where's Jo?'”
“Oh, Debbie Fuller called and invited her over to eat with them. You know, she lives over on the next street. Jo said she'd be home at nine.”
“I see. Okay.” He sat down and started on his salad while Peg took a casserole from the oven and brought it over. “Smells good.”
“I hope you like it.”
When they had filled their plates, Dan asked, “Did Jo have a chance to talk to you this afternoon?”
The girl nodded. “About what you told her? Uh huh.”
Dan forked up a mouthful and chewed. “What did you think? Did anything she said surprise you?”
“Gosh, yes! I didn't know there was so much to it! Having babies doesn't seem to have much to do with… oh, you know.”
“You mean fucking, honey?”
“Yeah, and that other stuff. Like what you did to me. From what Jo told me, it's just supposed to be a lot of fun. Is it?”
He waited to swallow. “Absolutely. It's not exactly a game, but it's meant to be enjoyed. People are built for that specific purpose. Tell me, what did you think was the strangest part of it?”
Peggy ate while she mulled that over. She still had a few questions, but most of them had been answered, and she tried to think which was the most odd. “I guess that thing about a girl sucking a guy's… cock. I can't figure out what either of them get out of it.”
“That's easy, baby. Most girls and women enjoy sucking a cock and tasting fuck juice, and the guy gets pleasure from having a girl make him cum that way. It's something like the way we both felt when I licked your cunt.”
“Oh, I think I get it now. But what about what you did to my behind? Is that as good as… as fucking me in the other place?”
“Pretty much, once you get used to it. The point is, you have to want to do these things before you can get any fun out of them.”
Dan let that sink in while they finished their meal in silence. His organ was already hard and thumping, and he had plans for the girl later on, but he wanted to go into it gently, as the books had recommended. He put down his fork, lit a cigarette, then picked up his coffee cup.
“Peggy, let the dishes go. I think it would be nice if we took a shower and relaxed this evening. You didn't have anything planned, did you?”
“No.” She was scowling at him apprehensively. “You didn't mean we should take a shower together, did you?”
“Of course,” he replied nonchalantly. “Why not? We don't have anything to hide from each other, do we? Besides, now that you know what it's all about, I thought you might find it a bit more interesting to see how a man is put together.”
“I'm not so sure, Dad. To tell you the truth, I've kinda been trying to forget that stuff.” A shiver ran through her. “I don't even want to remember seeing Jo and Brenda together like they were.”
Dan reached across to take her hand while he spoke soothingly to her. “I can appreciate that, sweet. The thing is, you must know these things if you ever want to grow up. It's all part of life. You trust me, don't you?”
She had to avert her eyes. After his licking her and ramming her rump with his huge cock, she didn't know whether she could believe him or not. When Jo had told her she knew all about it that afternoon, her sister had passed it off as though it was nothing, but it was to her.
“I guess I do, Dad, if you tell me what's going to happen.”
“Let's let that take care of itself, honey.” He rose to his feet and picked up his cigarettes, then stepped to the counter to mix a drink. “You clear the table and stack the dishes, and I'll go get things started in my bathroom. We'll have to make it fast, because it's already seven-thirty.”
“All right. Give me five minutes.” Peggy was filled with anxious foreboding as she set about her task. She had to admit, if only to herself, that she was leery of what he might do to her with his mammoth muscle. If he forced her to suck it, and shot that gunk into her mouth, she was certain it would gag her. And if he wanted to stick it in her cunny, she was afraid she couldn't take it.
Dan undressed and draped his clothes over the closet doorknob, then carried his highball into the bathroom. He ran his electric razor-over his face, brushed his teeth, then turned on the shower to lukewarm. He was laying out fresh towels when Peggy appeared in the doorway, her smooth bare body gleaming and her arms dangling at her sides.
“All set, sweetheart?”
Her stare was fixed on the enormous pole angling up from his groin and the hairy sack that hung between his muscular thighs. “I guess so.”
“Fine. Let's get in.” He opened the door, helped her into the tub, then followed her. When she turned to face him, he marveled again at how a mere eleven-year-old could have such a perfectly formed body. She didn't seem to be aware that her long nipples were hard and pointing straight out from her tits. While she gawked at his rigid joint and scrotum, he gazed at the thick puffy lips of her twat that poked out through the clipped pubic hair.
“When you're hard like that, it means you want to do something with it, doesn't it?” she asked timidly.
“Usually, but I'm sure Jo told you about the different ways to take care of it. Stand still and let me soap you down.”
He sudsed up a cloth, then began washing her fascinating figure, starting at her neck and working down. She flinched slightly when he got to her fleshy globes, but she didn't back away, letting him caress the twin mountains as long as he liked. He did her belly, legs and snatch, then turned her around to get at her back. As soon as he was finished with her buns, he shoved his swollen dick into the crack of her ass and reached around her to fondle her wet tits and foam-covered pussy.