A father resists his daughter’s temptation while snowed in

I pulled her up by the arm off the bed, turned her towards the door, and gave her butt a good smack to send her off down the hall. I could see her little bubble butt jiggle with the spank. She walked slowly down the hall and I could see her hand softly rubbing her butt where a light red welt was starting to show on her pale skin. 

I walked into the kitchen several minutes later to find my already at the helm. She had put on a cozy looking sweater that didn’t quite go below her taut stomach where I could see her belly button piercing, and she had tight gray on that seemed to dive endlessly into her ass crack. 

“Are you planning on doing some yoga later?” I asked.

“Ahuh,” she nodded. “But right now I’m focusing on making the perfect banana pancakes.”

She wiggled her hips.

“Do you like them?”

“Pancakes?”

“No, my new yoga pants?”

“Oh, sure. They look good on you.”

“I am a robot! Computing….Computing, those look good on you,” Kali mocked me with a giggle. “I think they make my butt look nice, but mom hates it when I wear them.”

“Well she’s always been a bit of a prude.”

“But you’re more into liberation?” She responded mockingly.

I laughed. 

“I’m not here to judge you on what you want to wear. Unless you’re hopping up down on me in your underwear.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Come on, Kali. There are certain boundaries with parents and children.”

“What, I’m your daughter. I should be free to walk around in my underwear or even naked. Families aren’t going to sexualize anything.”

“That’s irrelevant. I just don’t need you walking around dressed in nothing around me. I think it’s mildly inappropriate. I don’t think we should be the nude family, it gives off weird vibes to others.”

“Don’t you go to nude beaches with Sierra?”

“We have.”

“And that’s alright?”

“Sure, a bunch of adults can be naked around each other. We aren’t there to judge or sexualize people’s bodies.”

“Okay, well what if I was there at the same time as you. Both of us naked?”

My brain flashed some images of the scene. Kali standing nude in the sun smiling at me and telling me to come play in the water with her as her little bubble butt bounces away.

“Hmm. Okay that would take some getting used to.”

“See you’re the one sexualizing it.”

“Look, you’re my daughter. I want you to wear modest outfits. Call me protective.”

“You want me to wear nun outfits? Jeez, you’re acting like Mom. Who are you being protective from when it’s only you and me?”

She had placed all the ingredients into a big bowl and was leaning into the counter and sticking her butt out. My eyes kept stealing glances at her shapely ass. Her cheeks jiggled ever so slightly as she stirred the batter. Oh man, I wish I had Sierra here to take my mind off of sex. She’d give me a or me silly upon request, and since Kali had been visiting I’d only seen Sierra once. My body was going into overdrive trying to keep my libido in check.

“I’ll make some coffee. Do you want any?”

“I’d love some, but only with milk. I’m not like you, Dad. I can’t drink that stuff black.”

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