Adam almost didn't notice the soft moans at first as he walked down the hallway past his daughter's room to his own. He thought he heard something soft and low as he walked past her door, then noticed another one just as he reached up for his door handle. He stopped and cocked his head, straining to hear, and sure enough there were low moans emanating from the direction of his daughter's room. At first he couldn't tell if they were moans or soft crying, and he walked softly back toward her door.
The door was open just a crack, enough to tell that the low light of her night lamp was still on. Adam very lightly placed his finger on the door and carefully pushed it open just a little farther. He saw his daughter laying on her bed, wearing panties and an oversized t-shirt, but her hand was dug into her panties, her fingers moving under the silky material, obviously manipulating her pussy into pleasurable spasms. Her other hand was up underneath the t-shirt, squeezing one breast and then the other. Her eyes were closed and her breaths were heavy, low moans escaping out through her gasps.
His heart immediately started to race, feeling at times like it would jump right out of his chest at any second, while a thrill engulfed his gut, making it feel totally empty and completely filled both at the same time. His cock involuntarily started to swell as he took in the sight of this beautiful young woman, his daughter, engulfed in the throes of pleasure.
He looked at her, noting that her face was the face of his wife, but hardly any similarities beyond that. Her long, straight blonde hair was sprawled underneath her, framing her face, whereas her mother had wavy brown hair extending just below her shoulders. Although Paige's frame was somewhat curvy, she was still thinner than her mother. Unlike Brenda's full breasts, Paige's breasts were barely more than a handful, but were very pronounced, especially against her slender frame. Adam knew he should have just walked back to his bedroom and left her to her self-pleasure undisturbed, but he couldn't resist watching, even if just for a few seconds.
Brenda perked her head up from the book she was reading while lying in her bed. She was almost sure she heard the light footsteps of her husband walking toward their bedroom just a moment ago, and was expecting him to walk into the bedroom any second. She waited a moment more before curiosity got the best of her and she rose from the bed, opening the bedroom door just a crack. In the dim light of the hallway nightlight, she saw her husband standing in front of their daughter's bedroom door.
She froze as she watched him just standing there, peeking in, his hand in his pants pocket and noticeably rubbing against his crotch. A shock cracked through her like a quick bolt of lightning, followed by a split second of anger. The anger quickly mixed with a shot of excitement however, much to her surprise, then all of a sudden started feeling about a dozen different feelings and emotions all at once... Some good, some bad, some overwhelming, and some downright confusing. She was starting to feel almost dizzy from all the thoughts and emotions swirling through her head.
Adam took a step back from Paige's door, then another one. Brenda quickly took a couple of steps back from her door, then slithered quickly back into bed, anticipating Adam walking in any second.
Adam opened the door and saw his wife sitting up in the bed, book in hand, none the wiser that his wife was spying on him spying on his daughter just seconds earlier.
“Oh, you're still awake,” he said nonchalantly.
“I thought I heard you coming up a little while ago,” Brenda replied, trying to sound as equally nonchalant.
“I did. I thought I heard something in Paige's room, and peeked in to check it out”
Well, at least he was being partially honest, Brenda thought as he stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed.
“Is everything okay?” she asked, setting the book down on the nightstand and positioning herself onto her side to face him.
“Yeah. She must have been having a dream or something.”
Brenda looked at him, half tempted to press him on the issue. Adam looked up at her, and Brenda could see the desire still lingering somewhat in his eyes. As much as Brenda wanted to coax more out of him concerning what he saw, there was a burning in her own gut that she wanted to satisfy. She leaned in to lightly kiss her husband, letting her hand wander down his chest and over the bulge in his boxers.
“Hmmm, feels like somebody's in a mood,” she said, trying to sound seductive, but she could tell a slight tinge of suspicion was bleeding through.
“Why wouldn't I be in a mood, laying next to such a beautiful and sexy woman?”
A part of her was a tad irate that he wasn't quite telling her the whole truth of why he was excited, but she appreciated his effort in sincerely wanting to make her feel desired, which she did. Even after being married for twenty years, their sex life was still good, in fact quite wonderful. She knew he still found her desirable, and it wouldn't be the first time he ever got turned on by someone else and directed that arousal toward her. In fact, more often than not it turned her on as well. The fact that his arousal was brought on by their daughter, however, was a different matter. She found herself wanting to squelch it, then again she didn't.
Trying to push all the negative aspects in her mind aside, she succumbed to the part of her that wanted to be made love to, the part that wanted to feel her husband's hard cock inside of her. She slipped her nightgown over her head and laid down, allowing her husband to position himself on top of her and slide his cock in. He tenderly made love to his wife not only with his cock, but with his hands and his lips as well, touching her and kissing her in all the ways he knew she wanted to be touched and kissed.
Brenda knew that it was his daughter he was thinking of as she felt his cock unleash his cum deep into her pussy. Fine, she thought to herself. Let him. Almost in retaliation, she allowed herself to think about her own father as he fucked her. A thought which resulted in a much more explosive orgasm than she was expecting.