I paid and left. I looked at my watch, it was over 3 hours.
My wife would probably be wondering where I was, but she did know I was going for a long massage.
As I entered the lobby of the hotel, I saw Carol, sitting at the lounge, she was a bit tipsy and she had bloodshot eyes like she had been crying. She was drinking a gin and tonic, how many she had I had no idea. There was an ang moh guy sitting with her, chatting her up, from where I stood, he was also getting a good feel as I saw his hands roaming her body. Part of me was turned on, the other part was enraged. She was trying feebly to fend him off and loosing badly. This guy was making full use of the dimness of the lounge to try to slip his hands up her blouse. But so far, she was successful in keeping them out.
I walked up to her table and the ang moh looked up as my shadow loomed over him.
Ang moh: What the f*** do you want? Go away old man. Can’t you see I am busy?!!
Carol: Daddy….
Houses: I want my daughter to be left alone. If you do not leave in 2 secs, I will call hotel security on you.
You could see he was thinking and trying to assess his choices. His hands frozen in place.
Ang moh: How about this never happened… I am going to leave now.
Houses: You had better not be staying in this hotel otherwise I will report you to security.
Ang moh: Leaving now..
Carol: Daddy.. sit with me please.. I am very giddy.
She reached out to me and pulled me to sit by her side. She then buried her head in my chest and started sobbing.. minutes later I see the ang moh guy bags in tow checking out of the hotel.
Houses: Now I am daddy?
Carol: Zoe started it and who am I to say.. besides it would be nice to have a dad again.
Houses: But why me?
Carol: Because I know you love and care for me.
Houses: What caused you to be so upset and does your mother know you are drinking?
Carol: Zoe and not mum does not know I am down here. Zoe and I had a fight which turned out to be a screaming match and mum reprimanded me because she thought it was my fault. Zoe was smirking. I lay in bed and cried till mum and Zoe were asleep then I stole a key and came down here. I always wanted to try a gin and tonic, I loved the taste so much that I ordered another, then that ang moh bought me another two drinks. He started to get frisky just before you came.
Houses: Its ok you are safe now..
Carol just hugged me tighter.
Carol: How now? I Cannot go back to the room like that?
Houses: Come over to my room first and freshen up, but before that lets order you some coffee and a snack.
I called the wait staff over and placed the order and just sat there holding Carol close to me, I kissed the top of her head and took a long whiff of her hair.
I called the wait staff over and placed the order and just sat there holding Carol close to me, I kissed the top of her head and took a long whiff of her hair.
Within a few minutes, the wait staff brought two latte’s and some finger sandwiches. We must have sat there for about another hour, slowing drinking the coffee and finishing the sandwiches. By which time, Carol’s breath did not smell of alcohol so much. As we were about to leave and head up to our rooms a familiar voice could be heard.
Yvonne: There you are! Where did you go!??? We were worried sick…
Carol: Who asked you to not get the truth.. I just needed some space.
Yovnne: Carol! Don’t you..
I stopped her in mid sentence.
Houses: Yvonne, enough for tonight, let it be. She has been through enough.
Yvonne: But.. she.. but..
Houses: Don’t create a scene here in the lounge. We can talk up stairs.
I herded all of us to the lift and we went up to our rooms. You could see Yvonne itching to say more but I silenced her with a look. When we got to out floor, I was about to bid both of them good night when Yvonne followed me into my room.
Yvonne: (in passing) Zoe is with your wife.
That explained it. As we entered the room proper, you could see Zoe passed out on the bed, legs akimbo, her night shirt had ridden up a little just giving you a glimpse of her white cotton panties. I tried very hard not to look.
Houses: I think we should all get some rest, we have a long day trip to Kyoto tomorrow.
Try as we might we could not wake Zoe, so I was tasked with carrying her back to her room. She was a dead weight in my arms, I accidentally copped a feel of her budding breasts as I was lifting her up. It sent signals that were like mini electric shocks to my brain. Thankfully I was wearing jeans and my little bro stirring was missed in all the commotion of the night.
Carol: Dad.. can I stay with you tonight?
Yvonne: Carol.. don’t disturb your godpa. Let him get some rest.
Houses: I am ok if you are ok honey..
My wife: I suppose it would be fine.
With that Carol got her stuff and marched right back over into our room. By the time we had settled Zoe and had a small chat with Yvonne, we returned to find Carol asleep on the sofa in our room. She looked like my little angel. I bent over to kiss her good night and went to take another shower.
As I got into bed, my wife started to get touchy frisky..
Houses: Really? Now?
My wife: I am in the mood..
Houses: But Carol is in the room..
My wife: She is sleeping like a log.. besides didn’t you want some earlier?
My wife: She is sleeping like a log.. besides didn’t you want some earlier?
Of course I could not let wifey know I already had my fill of Koko, but was worried at the same time about Carol catching us in the act. But something got wifey pretty horny so she was pretty persistent. She went under the covers and began to give me a blow job, first time in ages since she did that. Her mouth forming the perfect “o” sucking on my little bro. It was a heavenly feeling especially since she did not do it that often.
Who was I to refuse such generous service, I checked on Carol who appeared to be sleeping soundly, the slow rise and fall of her breasts in her nightshirt mesmerized my thoughts, that coupled with the excellent blow job by wifey, sent me into my own world.
Houses: (groaning in pleasure) Carol…
Wifey: (Stopping suddenly) What did you say?
Houses: Carol, I thought I saw her moving (trying to cover my faux pas as best I could)
Wifey: She looks asleep to me.
Houses: You can never be to sure, safety is better..
Sensing I was half spoiling the mood, I flipped my wife onto the bed…
Sensing I was half spoiling the mood, I flipped my wife onto the bed…
I began to eat her pussy out much to her protestations, she always felt that it was “dirty” and never would allow me to do it, this time, I did not care, I used my tongue to pry open her folds and reveal the pearl that was hidden inside, I zoomed in and focused on that, sucking and licking it, twirling my tongue around it, pushing it with the tip of my tongue, biting it with my teeth. It was the first time my wife had ever had this done for her and she was fighting hard not to make too much noise, her hands were clutching the sheets and her head tilted back as she could not take the strength of the sensations running through her body.
I continued to lick and muff dive, occasionally surfacing for air. I used my tongue to penetrate her vagina, giving it some attention as well. My wife was getting wet real fast and soon you could her squishing noises. It must have been the thrill of having Carol in the room, the sheer naughtiness of it that kept me going, I turned our positions around so that I could see Carol while I ate out my wife, soon enough she hit her first big orgasm of the night.
Wife: Ennnggggghhhh… ahhhhhhhh
I looked toward Carol’s direction, but all I saw was the rise and fall of her boobs. The boobs I had wanted to suck on. Banishing the thought, I focused back on my wife and began to suck her boobs the way I would have wanted to suck Carol’s boobs. I played with them a long time, my hands still fingering my wife’s wet pussy. The smell of sex was clearly in the air.
I finally wanted some action for my little bro and pushed him towards my wife’s mouth, surprisingly she started to blow me, when she would never do so before, it was an awkward blow, not the most sexual, but hey, it was a first. I need more stimulation so positioned myself between her legs and in one push, entered her waiting vagina, the wetness seemed to suck my little bro right in and the tip hit her cervix on the first thrust. The mushroom head of my circumcised penis scraping along the ridges of her g-spot causing her to go into mini-orgasms as I slowly built up a rhythm. I was quite surprised that my little bro was still able to perform after Koko. I kept up the pace, occasionally sucking on her nipples while my wife clamped down on a pillow to prevent her from making too much noise. Not that it would have made a difference anyway as the squishing from our union filled the room. I was steal glances at Carol all the while just to make sure she was still sleeping.
If Yvonne knew, she might kill us.
Finally I could not take it anymore and told my wife: I am cumming.
She just wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in deep just as she reached her climax. I kept spurting and spurting my goo into her pussy, amazed at the sheer volume as this was round 2 for me that night. I collapsed on top of my wife as we both lay spent on the bed for a while. She the pushed me off and pulled me with her to the bathroom to shower. We dried up and sprayed some of her expensive Jo Malone perfume hoping it would mask the smell. As I was about to turn off the lights I glanced at Carol and I swear I saw a smile on her face. Just before slumber claimed me, I wondered whether Carol was really sleeping or not.
Just before slumber claimed me, I wondered whether Carol was really sleeping or not.
I awoke to the sun streaming through the little slit in the curtains which we always left. I needed to pee and was sporting my morning wood, forgetting that Carol was in the room, I hopped out of bed in my sleep clothes with tentage in my shorts and was about to make my way to the toilet when I locked eyes with Carol. It was an interesting, awkward and exciting moment, to see her eyes widen at the tent in my shorts as she glanced down and her trying to stifle a little gasp. You could see she was fighting to keep eye contact with me rather than look down at my tentage. She looked intrigued.
Houses: Oh! Morning Carol! Forgot you were in the room.
With that I casually walked over to the couch and kissed her on her forhead. My tent has somewhat subsided by now, but was still semi-hard.
Carol: Morning dad!
She sat up to give me a hug and as she reached up to hug my torso, her hand brushed against my tent. Whether on purpose or accidentally, I don’t know but my little bro stirred to life again. She then used me as leverage to pull herself up from the sofa to give me a full body contact hug. It felt uncomfortable with my little bro pushing against her soft stomach. I reached around and returned the hug. I stood there with her kneeling on the couch with her head buried in my chest for what seemed like an eternity. Carol’s body was swaying from side to side a little, each sway gently rubbing on my little bro. If I did not break this contact, pre-cum would stain her shirt soon..
I disentangled myself from her and said I had to use the toilet and would be back soon. She seemed a little disappointed but hid that well.
I hurried off and as I was in there, I was trying to calm myself down. This for me was the beginning of a long slippery slope and I wondered if I wanted to take the slide.
As I was washing my hands, there was a knock on the bathroom door, I opened it and it was Carol.
Carol: Sorry I really need to pee too…
As the toilet had its own enclosure, I let her in and I continued with my morning ritual. I am somewhat old fashioned and love the closeness of a blade for a good shave. So I lathered up and had shaving cream all over my chin and cheeks when I heard the toilet flush and Carol came out to wash her hands. I moved aside and after she finished washing her hands, she just stood there watching me through the mirror.
Houses: What at you looking at?
Carol: Just at you dad, I don’t ever recall watching my dad shave. It is an interesting experience for me. Do you mind?
Houses: Not at all.
With that she just stood by my side watching me in the mirror, her eyes scrutinizing my every move. Her hands almost touching my thighs. It was so hard not to have an erection but I willed my little bro down.
As I finished..
Houses: Ok shows over, I going to take a shower.. scoot.. with that I washed up patted dry my face and ushered her to the door and sent her back into the room with a little pat on her bum. It felt so firm, so smooth.
It felt so firm, so smooth.
I turned on the cold water as I needed to shock myself back to reality..
We all met for breakfast and then the tour van and guide were there to take us to Kyoto.
As we were getting seats on the van, both Carol and Zoe were arguing as to who would sit with me. The van was a velfire so had a long bench seat at the back. I settled the argument by saying we would all sit at the back, Zoe on my left and Carol on my right, which left Yovnne and my wife sitting together and chatting.
It was about an hour to Kyoto through the traffic and the guide was mumbling along about the route we were taking, but I paid scant attention with both Zoe and Carol plastered to the sides of me. Zoe just lay down on my lap and asked for a tummy rub and my left hand was rubbing her tummy and she took it and placed it under her clothes so I was rubbing the skin on her tummy. With that she was soon dozing off. Carol was a little bit more sly and whispered..
Carol: I want a tummy rub too..
I gave her a look and my eyebrows furrowed as this was the first time she wanted it or asked for it. Without waiting for me to respond, she slipped my hand under the clothes and onto her tummy.
Without waiting for me to respond, she slipped my hand under the clothes and onto her tummy.
Carol was wearing those skin tight thick tights and her long winter coat covered the rest so when she was standing you only saw her legs. The initial touch of my hands on her skin was like an electric shock, sending waking signals to my little bro. Thank goodness, we were half hidden by another row of seats in the middle as Yvonne and my wife sat upfront and were talking to the tour guide.
My hand froze to the spot where Carol left it, right on top of her belly button, with my index finger resting in the little dent that was her belly button. I was trying hard to control my breathing as I had dreamt about doing this fantasized about it since they came to stay with me all that time ago. Here I was in the middle of two beautiful teen age girls, my mind was trying to process it all and I was left in a daze. Carol must have gotten impatient and started moving my hand on her own across her tummy, up and down and up and down and I sat there like a puppet allowing her to control my every move. The strokes got longer and firmer and soon, the tips of my fingers were very close to brushing against her pubic region. I had a sharp intake of breath the first time it happened, Carol looked at me and winked.
Did I see right I thought in my head, did she just wink? I looked at Carol again, but she was staring out the window watching the scenery flash by. Her hands were still busy though moving my hand. Inch by agonizing inch it crept closer and closer. As long as the wait took, it finally happened, my fingers slipped between her thighs and vanished into the V where her thighs met. I felt the warmth of her womanhood and she purposely pressed down as she dragged my hand upwards. I wanted to leave it there, but I decided to let her control everything. Reluctantly, my touch was pulled away from my prize. It traveled upwards, passing the elastic band that was her tights back to the soft skin of her tummy. This time it did not stop there. Her hands proceeded to move further upwards, past her lower ribs and my bare hands contacted to soft silky texture of her bra.
And my bare hands contacted to soft silky texture of her bra.
I was completely mesmerized and sat that under her spell. My hands were like jelly in hers as she pulled them to cover her bra covered breast. By this time much of her top and thermal wear were lifted up exposing her tanned smooth skin to my feasting eyes. As soon as my hands were over her breasts, I gave a gentle squeeze. I swore I heard a soft moan coming from Carol.
My wife: Dear…
She called and I quickly pulled my hand away just in time. Both Yvonne and my wife had turned around.
My wife: What did you want to go see first? We are about to reach soon.
Yvonne: I want to see the Fushimi Inari shrine. Heard it’s a great place to take pictures and all those red arches will look stunning..
My wife: Do you have a preference?
Houses: No, why don’t you two plan the day with the guide.
I looked to my right and there was Carol pretending to be asleep, her head resting on my shoulder. Zoe was really asleep and she was all limbs akimbo and snoring softly. We had to get up early for the trip so she must still be missing her sleep.
The moment Yvonne and my wife turned around again. Carol looked at me and whispered into my ear.
Carol: You like daddy.?
She said that with such a sweet innocent voice looking at me with those big round eyes. It was hard for me to fathom that she was capable of doing such things. But then, she did flash me her panties because she was jealous of her friend giving me upskirt peeks. But for her to go this far and I think she would have gone further… my mind was sent reeling again.
Houses: Why did you do that?
Carol: I heard..no I saw you and god-ma last night. I wanted to know how a mans touch felt like.
Houses: What you have not been touched by a guy?
Carol: A few but they were all awkward and very shy. Besides, I wanted to know how it felt like to be touched by you… and she let the sentence trail off into silence.
I was stunned.
Houses: How long have you felt this way?
Carol: Long enough. I know you use my panties for your pleasure.
Houses: What?
Carol: I saw you once a long time ago. You were in the laundry and I was about to add some dirty clothes to the pile, the door was left ajar. I saw you sniff my pink panties. You know the ones with the little lace trimmings.
I was clearly busted. But should I admit or deny this…
Houses: I.. ah.. I
Carol: It’s ok daddy. I like it that you want me. Makes me feel special.
Houses: You … (for about the third time that day I was speechless… )
Carol: Our little secret.
With that she put her finger to her lips.
Carol: I am still your daughter right?
Houses: But if you are, then this is so wrong.. we should not be.. doing this.
Carol: I won’t tell. I just want to feel wanted.
Houses: But don’t you already? You know I love you and Zoe with all my heart. So maybe we should draw the line…(sanity had come back to me somewhat by then and I was trying so hard to be good… )
Carol: But.. I want more than that.
Houses: How much more?
Carol: We will discuss that later.. we have reached, lets go take some pictures and sightsee shall we?
With that she hit Zoe on the head..
Carol: Wake up sleepy head. We are here in Kyoto.
Zoe: (all blurry eyed) What? Wha?
Carol: Get up.. we are here.
Carol: Get up.. we are here.
We were soon out of the van and walking towards the long row of red gates which marked the walk to the Fushimi Inari-taisha. The walk took about an hour to get to the top, the second set of gates greeted us, they were taller and more impressive, but we were all glad to get to the top to see the shrine and take a bit of a breather.
Along the way you could hear the guide talking to the girls, I lagged behind a little, lost in my own thoughts. I was still turning things over in my mind, how quick things took a turn of events. How did I know see Carol wanting what she wanted, how could I have let myself be controlled by a teenager? How come I wanted to fuck her so badly that I was willing to play along. I already had Yovnne, but then Carol was a much younger, tighter, firmer version of her, my mind yelled, I am sure fuelled by the brain in my small head.
Walking behind the girls did nothing to help quench the fire that Carol set alight in the van. She must have purposely walked at the rear of that group knowing I was following, the spandex tights over her shapely bum, the VPL that was visible as the material clung to every inch of her womanly curves, leaving very very little to the imagination as she walked ahead of me. Many times I wanted to reach out and pinch that bum, but I stuffed my hands in my coat pocket and just looked on in frustration.
What did she mean, she wanted more.. surely not going all the way? Why would she want to do it with me when she could have anybody? I have seen her around guys, they are all like putty in her hands, just like I was in the van…
I was so lost in my own thoughts that I did not hear my wife calling me….
My wife: Dear… dear… dear….
I did not realize that they had stopped to take a group photo and I just walked passed them engrossed in my musings.
Yvonne: Oei! Houses!!
Houses: Huh? What?
As I suddenly was aware of my surroundings and noticed that I was ahead of the girls. I turned back to see all of them beckoning me.
My wife: Come take a photo with us.
Houses: Orh. Coming.
I was positioned next to my wife, on the other side of me was Carol, she stood such that her crotch was rubbing into the palm of my hand as she pretended to stand very close to me on tip toes , with half my body hiding half of hers, she clung to me but if you were taking the picture all you would see is an adoring daughter with her dad. I could feel the hotness of her sex. Zoe stood in front of me, oblivious to what was going on.
We walked around took more pictures before deciding to head to Nijo Castle as it was closest.
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