Fatherly love

Nami walked into the house, the wind blowing at her face, cooling her down from the blazing sun. She looked around, seeing her father and her own shoes scattered amongst the hardwood entryway, the coats sticking awkwardly out of their closet. Kicking her shoes off she listened for her father, wondering if he was home yet or not. Walking across the floor, her bare feet making small padding sounds against the flooring. She walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge to get a drink.

The house was cold with the air conditioning on, but it was boiling outside. Pulling an icy water from the fridge she opened it, taking a sip. Her chocolate brown hair was up in a pony, loose strands falling into her face. Nami was wearing her school uniform which consisted of a white tank top and a plaid short skirt that came up to mid thigh. Her skin was a light tan color from being outside in the sun. She was tall, standing at 5ft 6", her body had average curves but she was 'blessed' when it came to her chest. Humming softly she began to head up the carpeted stairs towards her room. Her Icy water beginning to condensate in her hand.

Nami walked across the empty hallway, now knowing her father wasn't home. Letting a loud sigh leave her lips she walked into her room. The room was pretty big, with a queen sized bed off in one corner, with red satin sheets, blankets and pillow cases. Also littered among her room was a desk, scattered with papers and her laptop, a computer chair, a dresser and near the door was a small closet. Setting her water down on her dresser she grabbed a towel, walked back out of her room and into the bathroom. She was sweaty and wanted/needed a nice cold shower. Starting the water she pulled her clothing off and climbed into the shower, the cold water sending goose bumps along her body.

Ricky Had a long day at the office, and the fight with his wife that morning hadn't helped. She had left off to one of her business trips once again but not before yelling Liar and cheater at the hard working man. The actuality of it was she was the one doing both. every month their funds would drop right after all the bills were paid. When Nami's birthday came around he always managed to get her one nice thing before paying the bills, but directly after they had no money to splurge due to his wife. He opened the front door to the second story home and loosened his tie, the office worker then moved towards the couch and laid down on it. His brown hair falling some what scattered, his hands reaching to loosen few buttons of his nice dress shirt. A sigh came from his lips as his eyes closed drifting to somewhat of a sleep.

His mind took him to a deeper sleep in the silent room. An image of a naked woman before him seducing him, an image his wife would no longer do for him. All that slut wanted was his money, and to make his life a living hell. Ricky constantly thought of leaving but he couldn't do that while his daughter was still young, the bitch would make up lies and try and keep Nami for child support something Nami would never see if that happened. The image was getting racier as the woman started to sway her hips and run her hands over her body. A fantastic fantasy if there ever was one, his body reacting as his pants tightened outside his dream. Next the eager woman unzipped the hard working man's pants to take his dick between her breasts rubbing him with a giggle every so often. Again his body reacted growing even harder the pants tightening more.

Nami climbed out from the shower just as she heard the front door close. With a small smile she knew it was her father, mainly because her mother had left on another business trip. She didn't like her mother a whole lot, because of how she treated her father. Nami felt the heat against her body the goosebumps slowly disappearing as she wrapped a towel around her body, walking out of the bathroom. Her father was a good, hard working man, who deserved better then her mom. She didn't even know if her mom fucked her dad anymore. Biting her lip she started down the stairs, where she could see her dad laying dead asleep on the couch. Nami had craving, sex cravings, like any other girl her age.

Walking over to the couch she blushed, seeing the tightened pants around her father's bulge. The towel slipped from her body as she reached out, rubbing the bulge through his pants. Smiling to herself she slowly, carefully and as quiet as possible she undid his pants, pulling his hard dick out. Biting her lip more, the heat adding to her arousal. Her body was completely dry by now as she began to rub her fathers hard dick. She listened to her fathers slow breathing, watching his chest rise slowly as she continued to rub his dick, hesitating, she leaned over and licked it slightly, wondering how he'd react.

Nami wondered, if her father would approve any. She'd thought about her father this way for a good year now, watching him as he got in and out of the shower when she was in the bathroom with him. She craved the experience an older man could give, but didn't want just any older man. She wanted someone she knew very well and her father fit the picture. The other reason was because she had never trusted any of her ex-boyfriends when it came to having sex, she didn't know if they'd either leave her in the morning or stay. With her dad on the other hand, she had a feeling he would stay.