Dad is tricked by his ex-wife and daughter

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Stacy stopped by every couple of days and we would talk about different things. I would ask about her plans now that she was out of school and if she was dating anyone. She always replied the same, she didn’t know, maybe get a summer job and her social life was pretty slow, with her friends either having a job or planning on going to college.

One Friday evening around 7 Stacy stopped by with tears in her eyes. I sat her down on the couch and we talked. She was upset about her social life and the fact that she never had any dates. I was quick to point out that she was a very attractive lady and that soon guys would be beating down her door to get a date with her. I also pointed out what a nice figure she had and compared her to her mother.

Stacy replied that she wasn’t the same as her mom, and winked at me and said, “My tits are bigger.”

“Well I wouldn’t know about that, and I haven’t seen your mother in several months.”

“Bull shit Daddy,” she replied laughingly, “Mom stops by here at least 4 times a week, that much I know.”

“What makes you think that Stacy?” I quizzed, unsure where this conversation was headed.

Stacy began, “Well Dad, one night I went out looking for Mom, she didn’t return home when she told me she would and I saw her car here driving by. I thought that she was talking to you about me and wanted to know what was going on.”

“Ok, your Mom has stopped by here, we talk and still enjoy each others company from time to time.” I said, still unsure where she was headed with this conversation.

Stacy laughed, “So that’s what you call it? Talking? Looked more like some serious fucking going on if you ask me.”

“That will be enough from you, young lady.” I stammered, unsure what she had seen.

“Hey Dad, its ok with me if you and Mom are still interested in sex, Mom was starting to turn into a homebody lately. She never went out and I was kinda relieved she was at least being safe having sex with you, instead of picking someone up.”

“Well I don’t know what you saw, but it wasn’t meant to be shared with anyone.” I replied in a huff.

“Well then why do it in front of the window where anyone can see you?” Stacy asked mockingly.

That’s when my thoughts flooded back to when I thought I had seen movement outside. Stacy had been watching us in the throws of passion several times.

“How long did you watch?” I asked halfheartedly.

“Well the first time,” Stacy replied, “I just caught the end of it and had to leave quickly once I saw Mom get up to leave. Mom got back home right after me and she asked me where I had been. I had to tell her that I was looking for her and found her. We talked about you and her for hours that night and she finally agreed to let me watch”

“You watched more then once?” I asked. “With her permission?”

“Yep, I sure did Dad, at first just out of curiosity then more often because I loved watching you, by the way it seemed that you are quite, lets say gifted, with your tongue aren’t you?” Stacy replied, winking at me.

I was breathless and didn’t know what to say, had I just heard my daughter right? Did she just say that I was gifted with my tongue? How would she know? I always hoped that she was saving herself for marriage, my fantasy word I know, but I was her father. How could she talk to me this way, to talk about sex with me?

“Chill out Dad,” she continued, sensing my unease “as much as you want me to be I’m not a virgin anymore. Bill from down the road took care of that when I was 16 and Mom went to that convention. You remember, the one in St. Louis, when you and Mom decided I was old enough to stay by myself.”

I had agreed to let Stacy stay by herself, and convinced her Mom to allow her to.

“That was the best week in my life at the time, Bill came over every day and we explored each other. I think I taught him more then he taught me.” She added laughing.

By now my discomfort from the conversation had changed to a feeling of anger, anger at my wife and that neighbor boy Bill. I couldn’t believe that my little girl had experienced sex so early in life.

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