Deep within all of us exist dark, unspeakable desires. Often, these desires are ignored, hidden away, or outright denied. Unbeknownst to Sam as he drove home from work on a pleasant Friday afternoon, today was to be a day where he would come face-to-face with desires so deep that he himself had never given them consideration.
Sam pulled into his driveway and put the car in park. Reaching in the back seat, he grabbed the flowers he’d purchased for Penelope on his way home. Today was her eighteenth birthday, and he was looking forward to a fun night celebrating at home.
As he stepped through the front door, he encountered the unmistakable scent of lasagna baking in the oven. Following the aroma into the kitchen, he spotted his wife, Judy, buttering the garlic bread. Sam set the flowers on the counter and slipped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck. She giggled as he gave one of her tits a playful squeeze.
“Cut it out, you,” she teased, batting Sam’s hand away.
“I can’t help it,” he smiled, going in for another kiss before he continued. “You’re just so sexy.”
“Ya think so?”
“I know so,” the man replied. “The sexiest woman there ever was. All I ever want is to rip off all those clothes and make you moan.”
Judy grinned and gave Sam a wink. “Well, hold onto those thoughts for now, stud, and maybe tonight we can do something about it.”
“I can’t wait,” he grinned. “Hey, where’s Penny?”
“She’s in her room. Some package came for her in the mail today. She got super excited about it, and I haven’t seen her since.”
“Huh. Well, I suppose I should let you finish your dinner and go wish her a happy birthday. Carry on, beautiful.”
Giving her a playful smack on the ass, Sam grabbed the flowers and left the kitchen, headed down the hall toward Penelope’s room.
“Hey Penny?” He asked, knocking on her door. “Are you in there, sweetie?”
“Coming!” she shouted. A few seconds later, the door swung open and Penelope practically tackled her dad as she jumped into his arms and gave him a massive hug. Sam laughed, hugging her back.
“What was that for?” he chuckled as they separated.
“I just missed you,” she said with a grin.
“Well, I’m flattered, miss eighteen-year-old,” Sam replied, holding out the flowers. “Happy birthday, by the way.”
“Aww, thanks, Dad,” she replied with a smile as she took the flowers from her father. “We should put these on the table.”
“Good idea. Also, your mom’s still working on dinner. Want to play a game of chess while we wait?”
Penelope nodded enthusiastically, and before long, they were seated at the dining room table, chatting about their day as Penelope royally trounced Sam in the game he taught her so many years earlier. As he watched her play, part of Sam could hardly believe how the time had flown. Here she was, eighteen years old. Technically an adult. They’d always been about as close as a father and daughter could get, and it was sort of bittersweet to realize that there wouldn’t be too many days like this left before she left home to start her own life.
“Okay, you two,” Judy said as she entered the room with a small stack of dishes. “Time to wrap this up so we can get dinner going.”
“Hang on, mom,” Penelope said as she reviewed the board. “I’ve got Dad just where I want him.” A moment later she cried out “Ha! Checkmate!” Moving her queen into place, she playfully stuck her tongue out at her dad. As Judy headed back to the kitchen to get the food, Sam congratulated her on her deft skills.
“Well, I did learn from the best,” she smiled, putting her chess pieces back in the box. Penelope stood, leaning over to pick up the chess board. As she did, a pendant on her necklace which had been hidden under her shirt slipped out into view. Sam’s eyes were immediately drawn to the jewelry, which he’d never seen before. The pendant was beautiful, with what looked like a large green emerald embedded in it. The gemstone was brilliant, and almost seemed to glow as he watched it dangle from her neck.
“Hey,” he began, pointing at the new jewelry, “that’s pretty. Where’d you get that?”
“Oh, this?” She asked as she tucked it back under her shirt collar. “It was just a little, um, birthday gift.”
“Oh really?” he asked playfully, his interest suddenly piqued. “That’s a really nice looking birthday gift. Who gave it to you? Do you have a secret boyfriend I don’t know about or something?”
“Daddy!” Penny blushed, picking up the chess board and turning to put it on the game shelf. “Cut it out. It’s not like that. It’s just… from a friend.”
“Oh, a friend? Well, that must be a really good friend,” he said with a smile. Come on, I’m your dad. I need some details here.”
Turning back from the game shelf, Penny didn’t give her dad an answer. Instead, she paused, looking at him as though she was considering something. Tentatively, she stepped up to him, took his hand, looked him in the eyes, and almost whispered, “let it go, Daddy.”
Almost as soon as the words left her mouth, Sam found himself wondering why he’d been pestering her so much about the pendant. She got it from a friend. It was for her birthday. That’s all that really mattered. He had a slight nagging feeling that it wasn’t in his nature to just drop something like this, but that quickly passed, and Sam found himself smiling at his daughter.
“Sorry,” he replied to the girl. “You’re right, I should drop it. Okay, let’s get the table set.”
Penny gave her father a wide-eyed stare. “So that’s it?” She asked as he began setting the table. “No relentless pestering? No questioning me about who gave it to me? You’re just… done?”
“Yeah,” he answered. “Why would I do all that? I trust you. I can let it go.”
Penelope pulled the pendant out from under her shirt, muttering “wow” as she stared at it. Sam cocked his head at her odd behavior. Just as he was about to ask her what was up, Judy walked in with the tray of lasagna.
“Okay guys,” she sang, “dinner is served. And it’s the birthday girl’s favorite, of course.”
The rest of dinner seemed to go by fairly uneventfully. Penelope seemed a little distracted by something for the first part of the meal, but by the end she seemed to work out whatever she was thinking about and her demeanor improved considerably. After dinner, Judy brought out the triple chocolate cake she’d made for her daughter, while Sam ran and got her presents from the bedroom.
After dinner, Sam suggested that everyone head into the living room and let Penelope pick out a movie. The girls agreed, and they all got up from the table. As Sam headed into the living room, he glanced back and noticed Penelope holding her mom’s arm and looking her eye-to-eye as she whispered something. Shrugging it off, he made his way to the sofa and took his seat, waiting for the girls to arrive.
A minute later, Penelope emerged from the dining room and took the spot next to her dad.
“Where’s mom?” He asked, wrapping his arm around his daughter as she snuggled into Sam’s side.
“Oh, she decided she wanted to clear the table and pick up the kitchen before she sat down.”
“Cool,” he replied, handing her the remote. “So, what are we going to watch, boss?”
“Actually, Dad,” she said, taking the remote from him and setting it on the coffee table, “I had something I wanted to ask you. It’s kind of a birthday wish.”
Sam smiled at her. “A birthday wish, eh? That sounds fun. Ask away, girl, and maybe your wish shall be granted.”
“Well, remember how you used to take me out on those little date nights?” She began. “It’s been a while since we’ve done one of those. I always loved them, and I was wondering if maybe instead of watching a movie here tonight, the two of us could go out on a date? I already talked to mom about it, and she said it would be fine.”
As she asked the question, Sam could practically feel his heart melting. Here was his sweet daughter, wanting to spend a little one-on-one time with her dad on her birthday. He smiled at her, giving her shoulder a little squeeze.
“Seriously? You want me to take you out tonight?” Sam asked. “I’m flattered.”
“So, does that mean you’ll do it?” She asked expectantly.
“Of course I will. I mean, so long as mom’s really alright with sitting here by herself for a few hours, it would be a lot of fun to go take my little girl out for a night on the town.”
“Yay!” Penelope squealed happily, leaning over to give her father a big hug. “Okay, I’m going to go change. I’ll be right back! Thanks, Daddy!”
Penelope hopped up and ran out of the room. Sam couldn’t help but smile at how sweet his daughter was being. Realizing the movie night was off, he got up from the sofa and wandered back into the kitchen, where Judy was busy doing dishes.
“Hey, babe,” he said, “I heard that you told Penelope I could take her out tonight. Thanks for doing that. She’s super excited about it.”
“Well, can you blame her?” Judy asked, giving him a wink. “It’s not every day that a girl gets to go on a date with a smokin’ hot stud like you.”
Sam laughed at her comment as he strode up to her. “Now don’t go getting jealous or anything, babe. You know I only have eyes for you. Speaking of that, don’t forget that I’m going to rock your world when I get home tonight.”
“Or tomorrow.” Judy replied. “Whenever. I’ll be here.”
“What?” he asked, confused by her reply.
“You know. Tonight or tomorrow. Whenever you get back. Penny said that you guys might be out all night.”
“She did?” Sam asked. “That’s news to me.”
Judy was just about to reply when Penny strutted into the room. Sam turned around to look at her, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head. In just a couple minutes, his daughter had completely transformed. Gone were the t-shirt and faded jeans. In their place, she was sporting a red crop top that showed off her pretty new pendant along with a ton of cleavage, accompanied by a denim skirt that was short enough to be illegal in thirty-eight states. If she had a more daring outfit, Sam had never seen it.
Looking over at his wife, Sam was surprised to find her smiling at their daughter. Judy would usually blow a gasket if Penelope tried to leave the house looking like this, but tonight she seemed totally nonplussed by the wardrobe.
“Um, sweetie,” Sam finally said to Penelope, deciding that one of the parents had to say something. “Are you sure that’s what you want to wear out tonight? Don’t you think it’s a bit, you know, revealing?”
“Oh, this?” She replied, glancing down at her outfit before her eyes briefly darted to her mom and then back to Sam. “It’s a date. You know I’ve got to look good to go on a date.”
“She’s got a point, you know,” Judy interjected. “Don’t be so stuffy, Sam. Let the girl have a little fun.”
Sam found himself feeling slightly shocked by the conversation. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Penelope placed her hand on his arm and looked him in the eyes.
“It’s okay, Daddy,” she said in a comforting voice. “You like how I look in this. It’s okay for me to wear this out with you tonight.”
As soon as she said it, Sam realized Penelope was right. Truth be told, he did like how she looked in it. Not in any sort of pervy sexual way or anything, for sure. This was his daughter, after all. Still, she was a beautiful, grown woman. Why shouldn’t she show off her assets? Ignoring the weird feeling that something was off, Sam smiled and nodded his head.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he admitted, before gesturing to his t-shirt and gym shorts. “But now I feel like I’m underdressed.”
“You look just fine, Daddy,” Penelope laughed.
“Okay, then. I suppose we should probably get going before it gets too late.” After giving Judy a quick kiss, Sam took Penny’s arm in his and they made their way out to Sam’s car.
“So, where to, my dear?” He asked his daughter as he started the car. “Bowling? Downtown? The bait and tackle shop?”
Penelope chuckled. “Actually,” she began in a more serious tone, “how about Jefferson’s Pointe?”
Sam couldn’t help but laugh. “Jefferson’s Pointe?” He asked. “That place is super pretty by day, but you know as well as I do that by this time in the evening, it’s little more than a glorified make out spot for horny teenagers.”
“Come on, Daddy,” she asked in a pleading voice, placing her hand on his and peering deep into his eyes. “Take me to Jefferson’s Pointe.”
Shaking off another weird feeling, Sam sighed and relented. “Okay, it’s your birthday,” he ceded. “Jefferson’s Pointe it is.” It really was a beautiful park, he told himself, with this awesome shaded overlook where you could see for miles. In his younger days, Sam brought Judy there a number of times while they were dating. It was a great place for long walks, good conversation, and exploring nature. Of course, according to every teenager in the county, it was also a great place for passionate make out sessions, not that Sam had any desire for that tonight.
Pulling out of the driveway, he navigated through the neighborhood, and before long they pulled into the park. Things seemed to be in full swing tonight, with lots of cars parked along the overlook. Not wanting to be parked in the middle of a bunch of teenage strangers making out, he drove down a ways until he found a fairly secluded spot. Sam pulled in and put the car in park, then turned to his daughter.
“Okay girly,” he smiled as they unbuckled their seatbelts. “We’re here. What do you want to do? Go for a little walk? Sit out by the overlook? Just talk for a bit?”
“Well, actually,” she began, suddenly seeming ten times more bashful than Sam had seen her in years, “I, um, I kinda had this idea.”
“I’m all ears,” he said. Whatcha got?”
Penelope’s eyes shifted back and forth before settling on her dad. She took a deep breath, and then before he had a chance to react, she jumped into his lap, pressing her lips into his. Sam’s eyes went wide and he momentarily froze, unable to process what was happening as his daughter tried to make out with him.
Finally regaining his composure, Sam grabbed Penelope by her shoulders and pulled her off him.
“Penny!” He practically shouted. “Good god! Have you lost your mind? What do you think you’re doing?”
“Please, Daddy,” she pleaded. “I just love you so much. Please, I want it so bad.”
Sam stared at the girl in disbelief. He could hardly comprehend what he was hearing. Was his own daughter really attracted to him? In a romantic way? His jaw hung open. That was so wrong. So twisted.
“Sweetie,” he finally said, “No. We can’t do that. You’re my daughter. You know I love you so much, but fathers and daughters don’t kiss like that. It’s not right.”
“Please, Daddy,” Penelope pleaded, “I need this. I’ve wanted it for so long. Please, can’t we just kiss and see where it goes? I swear that you’ll like it.”
“Honey,” Sam began in a gentle tone. “You know we can’t do that. I mean it when I say I love you more than you know and in so many ways, but loving you… like that… is just something we can’t do. Dads don’t make out with their daughters.”
As Sam held her shoulders, he stared deeply into her pleading eyes, hoping that somehow he could make her understand. Just then, he felt her hand come up and rest on his forearm.
“But you do. You love me like that, Daddy,” she barely whispered. “You want to make out with me. You think I’m sexy. It’s okay to feel this way because of how much you love me.”
Sam’s grip on his daughter’s shoulders softened slightly as his head started spinning. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to regain control as his deepest, darkest desires of his subconscious came rushing to the surface. Something about what Penelope had just didn’t feel right. But as his brain played her words back over and over, he couldn’t pinpoint what it was. It was all true, he realized as his deep, subconscious desires became his reality. He did want to make out with her. Why wouldn’t he? She was an unbelievably sexy young woman. As her father, he loved Penelope in a way no other man could, so of course it was okay for him to feel like this.
As Sam’s eyes opened, he found them drawn to her pretty green pendant. It really did shine so brightly that it almost seemed to glow, he thought. Very soon, though, his gaze shifted down to the cleavage of her sexy top. As he began looking his daughter up and down, he could feel himself beginning to get hard. Everything about her was so sexy, from her toned legs, to her generous tits, to the way she was smiling at him. In so many ways, she reminded him of Judy at that age. More than that, she reminded him of all the sexy fun he and Judy had at that age.
“Daddy?” Penelope asked. “What do you think now?”
“I think,” he replied, drawing her back toward him and whispering in her ear, “that a little kissing wouldn’t be so bad after all.”
Penelope shifted back far enough to look her father in the eyes, giving him a seductive smile….
