"So many things have happened," he said, distantly.
He looked up at his daughters, bewildered and confused. Kathy felt a twinge of sympathy for him. She dropped her hands from her breasts and inched out to touch his hand. It was strong and yet gentle as she grasped it.
"Did it feel wrong to you?" he asked quietly, looking from one girl to the other.
"No, I don't think so," Kathy replied.
"Me, either. It felt too good to be wrong," Beth added.
"Even though you are sisters?" His eyes searched theirs.
"We love each other and that's what mattered." Kathy's tone was honest and firm.
She watched him as he nodded slowly. His eyes fell on her naked breasts and she saw the bulge move. She felt a strange warmth running through her body when her eyes caressed it.
"I'll have to think about this for a while and then we'll discuss it. Until then, please try not to let it happen again. Okay?" He looked from one to the other.
"Okay," Beth agreed.
"Okay, Daddy," Kathy said.
"Right now it's time you both were in bed." He rose and stepped to the door. "I'll be in to kiss you good night, in a moment."
Kathy and Beth looked at each other for a second after he had left the room. Kathy leaned over and kissed the younger girl on the cheek. "Night," she whispered.
"Night," Beth replied and rose. She padded out of the room and down the hall.
Kathy sat for a moment or two trying to sort out the events of the previous few minutes. She stood and turned back the bed clothes. She reached for a gown and then after a second thought, rejected it and crawled under the sheet, still clad in just her panties. She lay staring at the ceiling and waiting.
Martin had gone into the bathroom after leaving Kathy's room. He stood at the sink, trying to snake his mind function properly. He looked at his reflection in the mirror but his eyes merely stared back at him, offering no answers. He finally turned and left the small room and crossed to his own bedroom. Louise was still sleeping. He looked at her still body for several seconds but that brought no more answers than the mirror had.
He left the sleeping figure of his wife and crossed back to Kathy's room. He paused at the edge of the bed and looked down at her large dark eyes and couldn't help but smile. She returned it. Leaning down he kissed her cheek. She moved her arm to circle his neck and her small hand brushed the slight bulge at his crotch. Sensation ran through him like an electric shock. Her arm found his neck and he kissed her again.
"Night, Daddy," she whispered.
"Goodnight, Kathy. Sleep well."
He straightened up and looked down at her. Her large innocent eyes made him uncomfortable. He struggled with his thoughts until he knew why. They reminded him of Sharon's eyes. He turned quickly and left the room.
Beth was almost asleep when he entered her worn. He bent and kissed her and she sighed sleepily.
"Night, Daddy."
"Night, kitten." He left the room quietly.
Back in his bedroom, he found Louise stirring. She looked up at him, through sleep-heavy eyes and then to the dock.
"The girls in bed?" she asked in a thick voice.
"Umm hmmn. I just tucked them in," he replied. His eyes left her and he began to undress. She stretched and sat up slowly, watching him undress. When he got to his shorts, she noticed the slight bulge. A tremor ran through her. Suddenly, she was awake. Her body juices were flowing and heat was rising from her crotch.
Standing, Louise began to strip, moving slowly. She hoped that Martin was watching. She was being as seductive as she knew how. Her blouse slid away and she dropped it on a chair. Her fingers worked slowly at the zipper of her slacks pushing it down and then she hooked her thumbs in the waistband and pushed the slacks over her wide hips and down around her ankles. She turned to face him and he was sitting on the bed, naked, watching her. A glow ran through her. Between her thighs was damp already and the knowledge that he was watching her made it suddenly wet. She smiled seductively and reached behind her for the bra clasp. She unhooked it and let it slide from the large erect mounds of her breasts. The dark nipples crept into view, erect and tingling.
"Looks like you have something on your mind," she said huskily, nodding toward his lap. His cock stood hard and pulsing.
"So do you," he replied.
She smiled and tossed her bra aside, totally exposing her firm breasts. His eyes widened a little. She reached for her panties and then thought better of it. She dropped onto the bed and stretched out, her legs open. Martin looked down at her for a moment. She warmed again under his eyes. He leaned over slowly, his face dropping to her belly and kissed her navel. A shiver ran through Louise. He kissed her again and again, his tongue licking her soft skin.
Louise was on fire. Her body seemed to throb and she felt as if her pussy was a sloshy dripping hole. He licked and kissed around her stomach and then moved down. She realized where he was going when his lips kissed her through the nylon of her panties. She gasped and grabbed his head.
CHAPTER FOUR
Louise tried to restrain his head but be pulled her hands from it and continued dawn across the nylon-covered plain of her belly. His lips pressed to the spongy bush of hair under her panties.
"No, Martin!" she gasped. He had never done that before and she felt her whole being rebel at the thought.
He hadn't spoken a word. She reached for his head but was too late. His lips touched the damp crotch of her panties and she jerked. She tried to close her legs but he held them open as his tongue raked down across the soggy nylon.
"No! No! No, Martin!" she moaned in humiliation and shock.
His tongue probed, finding the hard button of her clit and flicked at it through the cloth.
"No! No! Oh! OH!" she moaned as the sensations flowed through her and began to blot out the rebellion in her mind.
Louise had never felt anything like the nerve-racking pleasure that was grinding through her with each probe of his tongue. She jerked and bounced. Her legs relaxed and her hands dropped to the bed. Her body arched and flexed.
She felt his fingers tugging at the crotch of her panties and then his tongue touched her pussy. She had to grind her teeth together to keep from screaming. His hot tongue stabbed between the wet fleshy lips, tormenting her love button. His mouth made wet smacking sounds as he licked and sucked at the drooling slit.
When his fingers hooked in the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, she lifted her hips and helped. The few seconds that his mouth was away from her cunt were pure agony. Her panties gone, he seemed to hesitate. She clawed for his head, urging his mouth back to her aching pussy.
"It's not so bad after all, is it?" he whispered.
"Oooo, do it!" she begged.
A frame sigh escaped her lips as his tongue came back to stabbed at her cunt again. He wiggled his body between her legs, his hands sliding under her ass and lifting it. His mouth cupped around her cunt, his tongue stabbing into it. With each plunge of his tongue, Louise jerked and arched her back.
"Ooooo, soooo good! Unnnnnn!" she whined.
His tongue fucked her, stabbing as deep as he could reach, his mouth sucking up her juices as they oozed out of her molten cunt. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his face tighter into her pussy. Her throat was gurgling, her mouth hanging open.
"Oh! Oh! Oaooannnnaaaagghhhh!" she wailed as the first wave of pleasure crashed in on her. Her body shuddered and bounced as she succumbed to her climax.
A million stars burst in her head and she was deafened by the roar of pleasure that saturated her body. She clung to Martin's head as her cunt spasmed and convulsed, thin streams of juice bubbling from it.
Slowly, she felt the waves ebb away and she heard his mouth sucking and lapping at her cunt, making wet sounds. His breath was harsh and hot on her thighs and ass. She realized that he was turned on doing it and she felt her own lust rise again.