but now she did. If that was what it took to make her father, or to please him, and if it would keep him from marrying Susan, then she would learn to suck his cock and drain his balls dry, although she really didn't have the faintest idea as to how to go about it. I'll learn, she promised herself before she drifted off to sleep, I'll learn.
CHAPTER TWO
Keri approached Chris Miller somewhat apprehensively in the junior college parking lot. She had known Chris most of her life, but it was only recently that the two of them had started dating one another. And, while she knew that Chris would love to fuck her, she had been able to thwart all his attempts so far. She had let him fondle her tits and pussy a few times, and she had even gone so far as to jack him off last weekend at the drive-in, but that was the extent of their sexual relations.
The one thing she really loved about him was that he was a gentleman about the whole thing, being patient with her and not pressuring her to do anything she didn't want to do. And he didn't go around, like so many other guys, bragging about what he had or had not done with her. Even now as he approached his car, she smiled as he leaned over and kissed her before opening the door for her, closing it securely once she was in the car.
'What would you like to do tonight?' he asked with a warm smile as they pulled out of the parking lot and headed for her house.
'Anything special in mind?' she asked, her eyes twinkling in amusement.
'Well, my parents are going to be gone most of the night, and there is a good movie coming on around nine on cable, so I thought you might want to come over and watch it instead of going to the drive-in.'
'What's the movie about?' she asked, not really caring.
She almost laughed when he blushed and looked at her quickly, a sheepish look on his face. 'I… I forget,' he replied at last.
'Okay, that sounds good to me,' she replied, laughing at last.
'I'll pick you up about seven, if that's all right with you,' he said as he pulled up in front of her house.
'Fine,' she told him, leaning over to kiss him quickly before getting out from the car and hurrying into the house.
No one was home and she hurried to start supper for her dad, knowing he would be through with work early that day, and he would be hungry. She loved fixing dinner for him. In fact, she admitted to herself, she loved doing everything for him. It had become such a normal and natural order of things that she really couldn't understand why he would want to go and change it all now by marrying Susan and having her and her two sons move in with them.
She did everything for him that her mother had done, except for sex, and she vowed to remedy that before too long. In fact, she had agreed to go over to Chris' house tonight to get started on her education in the ways of sex. She had something in mind for tonight, something which would definitely make Chris happy, and would teach her something as well.
She was just setting the table when her father came in. He came up behind her and slipped his arms around her, pulling her close as he kissed her cheek. 'Hello, Snuggles,' he said as she relaxed back against him, feeling the bulge of his cock resting against the upper portion of the crack of her ass. `Snuggles' was his nickname for her that he had given to her when she was just a baby, because of the way she liked to snuggle up in his arms and go to sleep.
'Hi, Daddy,' she replied contentedly. 'Supper is almost ready, but you still have time to wash up first if you want.'
'What's the matter?' he teased as he let go of her, making her feel suddenly lonely. 'Is the smell of good hard labour too much for you?'
'Oh, Dad,' she replied, turning to face him, her lips forming a wide grin, 'you know I love the way you smell. It wouldn't matter to me at all if you wanted to sit down right now. I just thought it might make you feel better, that's all.'
'You're right, it will. Okay, give me five minutes.'
As her father left her standing in the kitchen she could still feel the gentle press of his cock against her in her mind, could still feel his strong arms around her, his hands just brushing the underside of her tits. She felt herself flush with embarrassment and desire as she turned back to finish setting the table.
He came back downstairs a few minutes later dressed in a clean pair of old jeans and a strap tee-shirt, which only emphasized his rugged, handsome, well-built body. When she looked at him it was hard for her to believe that he was forty years old, exactly twice her age. She knew that a couple of her girlfriends had told her they thought her father was the best-looking father of all the girls, and a few of them had even hinted that they wouldn't mind letting him fuck them if the opportunity ever came up. When she heard that for the first time, she made sure none of them ever got that chance.
'So, what have you got on the agenda for tonight?' he asked her as they began eating.
'I'm going over to Chris' house and watch a movie on cable, if that's okay with you.'
'That's fine with me. You like him, don't you?'
She turned to look at her father from the cabinet where she was cutting him a piece of homemade bread. 'Well, of course, I like him,' she replied as she handed it to him and sat down across from him. 'I wouldn't go out with any guy I didn't like.'
'That's not what I meant, Snuggles,' he said with a grin. 'I mean that you like him a lot, and I think that's great. Chris is one of the few nice young men around, and one of the few I trust with the one person I love most in the whole world.'
'Oh,' she replied softly, feeling a warm glow of love for him.
For the next few minutes they ate in silence, but as she got up to clear the table he reached out and gently pulled her towards him. She sat down on his lap, feeling his strong arms wrap themselves around her lovingly. She always felt so safe, so secure in his arms, and loved it when he held her. But lately he had held her less and less, and she just didn't understand why. It seemed as if he was almost hesitant to do so.
She squirmed around on his lap to get comfortable so she could look up into his face and felt a slight twinge beneath her ass, realizing with a shock that his cock was stirring. That realization almost made her delirious with desire for him. If he had suddenly placed her on the table, ripped off her jeans and fucked her right there, she could die and go to heaven.
'You aren't particularly happy about me and Susan getting married, are you?' he asked suddenly, softly.
'Honestly?'
'Yes.'
'No, I'm not.'
'Don't you like her?'
'It's not that, exactly, Dad,' she replied, turning her face away from his to keep him from seeing the effect his cock was having on her. 'I mean, she's nice and all, and she is a beautiful woman, but I don't see why we need her, that's all.'
'I need her, Princess,' he replied after a moment. 'After your mother died I didn't think I could ever love again, and I didn't have anything to do with a woman for a long time, but I'm still a young man, basically, and I still have needs and desires that have to be fulfilled, and Susan does that for me, and a lot more.'
'If it's just a matter of… sex,' she began, surprised at her own bluntness.
'No, it's not just that,' he replied with a short laugh. 'If it were just sex, I could take care of that without getting married. No, it's more than that. It's companionship, the sharing of things, and love.'
'What… what if I said I didn't want you to marry her, that I was totally against it? Would you still marry her?'
He was silent for a moment as he thought about this and she knew she was putting him on the spot, forcing him to possibly choose between his daughter and the woman he now loved.
'I don't know, sweetheart,' he answered softly. 'I would never do anything to intentionally make you unhappy, or to hurt you, and you know that. But I do have to look out for my own life as well.
'After all, you will be leaving home soon, either in your career, or starting a life of your own, a family of your
