Stephen Jones: Sex With Daddy

First, we drove to a big shopping center comprised of several large department stores and had lunch. Then we spent several hours shopping for just the right curtains and shutters we wanted for the apartment.

It was almost dusk when we came back and unloaded all the packages in the front room. Daddy suggested that it might be relaxing if we went downstairs for a swim before he started to fix dinner.

I was tired and, even though still excited about getting the new apartment looking perfect, realized that we only had one more day of complete freedom. So I jumped at the idea. It was still quite light out and the idea of a cooling swim in a heated pool was just what the doctor ordered. Daddy told me to go on ahead, that he would be down in a little while after he had sorted some things; so I hurried and changed into my bathing suit. Grabbing a towel, I rushed down to the apartment house's pool.

I noticed that my bosom was still quite sore, but I thought it was something that would go away, and didn't think too much of it Plunging into the pool, I began to frolic like a dolphin in the crystal clear water. At first I didn't even notice that there was another girl in the pool at the other end and that her mother was lying in one of the chairs on the side taking in the last of the day's sun. But, little by little, we began to splash in the pool together, then we began to talk and become friendly. Her name was Jan Bradley, I learned, and she lived in one of the other apartments. She told me how they had just sold their house, too, and that her parents were divorced.

She was a little older than I – perhaps twelve or thirteen – and seemed to take a motherly interest in me right from the very first! Not only did she introduce me to her mother, who was a very attractive woman perhaps in her late twenties, but she even asked if I could come over to her apartment for dinner after the swim.

I told her that I would have to ask Daddy when he came down to the pool. Knowing that he would be there in only a few minutes, we both went back to splashing and playing in the water.

When Daddy finally came down to the pool, the first thing I noticed was that he was wearing a knit bathing suit with no support. Up until two days ago, I wouldn't have noticed it at all, but now I was aware of his body. I felt dreadfully embarrassed seeing him that way, because I had never noticed any other grown men look like that while swimming. He must have thought that he was dressed properly or just didn't know how prominent the outline of his private parts was. At any rate, he seemed perfectly at ease, while I remained very embarrassed until he dove into the water, covering himself from view. Only then did I regain enough control of myself to swim over to him and ask him if I could have dinner with Jan at her apartment that night.

At first he seemed doubtful, but when Jan told him her mother had agreed, he swam over to where Jan's mother was still sunning herself, talked for a few moments with her and finally agreed.

I didn't take much notice of what was going on between Daddy and Jan's mother, but they must have clicked right from the start. What I didn't find out until later was that they had arranged to go to our apartment while Jan and I ate alone at hers.

We couldn't have been at the pool for more than a half hour or so, and most of that time I spent playing and splashing with Jan while Daddy talked to her mother. Again, I felt a flush of embarrassment about his costume when he pulled himself out of the water and sat on the deck talking with her. It seemed to me that Everyone must be staring at his outlined hot spot. I noticed Mrs. Bradley glance at Dad's crotch from time to time, but her expression was anything but one of embarrassment. I wondered how she could even think of looking like that without blushing.

Finally, Daddy called for me to get out of the pool and get dressed before going over to Jan's for dinner. He and Jan's mother were still talking when I returned a few minutes later, but as Jan and Mrs. Bradley and I walked off toward-their apartment, I noticed Daddy looking after us with a very strange smile on his face – it was a look I had never seen before.

Over at the Bradiey's, Jan's mother fixed us both dinner and then, as We sat down to eat, left us alone while she changed out of her bathing suit. She came back wearing a pair of slacks and a starched blouse and told Jan that she would be back in a little while. We were to eat dinner, clean up the dishes, and after we were through, we could watch television if we liked. She told us that she was going over to my apartment for a while and that, if we got bored with the television, we could go over there.

Almost immediately after Mrs. Bradley had left, we started talking about boys and giggling about sex things. I was very excited about Jan – oh, I didn't have a crush on her or anything – but I was thrilled and excited. Being older than I, her body had already begun to fill out – she had already developed her breasts and they looked almost like those of a grown woman. I was thrilled that within a short time, mine would do the same and asked her if it had hurt because my bosom was still bothering me.

She told me that that was the first sign of growth and that I really ought to get my mother to buy me a brassiere so that I wouldn't rub my nipples against my blouse. When I explained that my mother was dead, Jan seemed surprised. Her only thought of family break-up involved divorce. She talked at length about that she wished her father would come back to her mother and here.

After swearing me to secrecy, Jan explained that it had all happened because of another talking about and told her so. She was very patient and explained that her Mom had caught her father "doing it" with another woman right in their house.

I, of course, didn't know what "doing it" meant, and asked her to explain.

"You know," she said, "making sex, right in the bedroom. Mom came in one day, and there was Daddy and this other woman."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Oh, I know all about it," she told me. "I knew right from the beginning only I was sort of afraid to tell."

"I don't believe you!"

"Silly! It's true! I guess I knew right from the beginning when I cam home from school and Daddy was with her in the living room."

"Doesn't your father work?" I asked.

"Sure he works' but it's not the same. See, Mom's a secretary downtown and has to stay her office all the time. Daddy had a real estate office and he could off any time he liked. It always used to be funny because I would see him around the house at odd times of the day. I didn't think too much about it when he just happened to be there with this woman when I came home from school that first day."

"But how did you know they were 'doing it'?"

Oh? that. That's easy. I watched."

"You watched! You mean they let you watch them make sex and all?"

"No, silly. Nobody lets you do that."

"Well, then, how did you see?"

"Easy. I just knew they were going to do."

"You knew they were going to make sex, right there in the house?"

"Sure, and I just peeked through the crack in the door."

Throughout this entire conversation, I hung every word. I had just the vaguest idea of what she meant by "doing it" and "making sex", but I was trying hard to act just as sophisticated as I possibly could. Still, I knew nothing more than what my mother had told me long ago about seeds. I was desperately curious about the whole thing! Jan sensed this and finally told me the whole story.

Her father, it seems, had told her to go out and play for an hour or so. And she, sensing what was about to happen, had just pretended to leave. She had actually seen her father and the woman take off their clothes and make love on the bed!

"He got on top of her," she told me with great authority, "and he put his thing right inside her. At first, I thought he was hurting her – but he wasn't really. It was real exciting to watch and all, 'cause they looked like they were having a ball. He played with her up here and all around, then they just sort of did it, bounced around a lot, and lay still for a while. Finally they got dressed again."