Chapter 12

I decided to call up Mindy on her cell phone and try to get some clarity. Maybe she was having regrets about what she said. I needed to know that since it seemed Michelle's teasing had dramatically escalated this morning. And I wanted to ask her if she'd told Michelle about our conversation. But unfortunately, she didn't answer the phone. That was surprising, since she was very good about answering her phone. Maybe she was busy with her sister Erica, or the battery on her phone had run down? I resolved to call again later.

Unfortunately I still couldn't work, or masturbate, or do anything.

About an hour of such restless and torturous navel-gazing had slowly gone by when Michelle burst into my room. (Naturally, she didn't knock. At least, I could pride myself on the fact I'd resisted the temptation to masturbate.) "Hey, Daddy! How goes it? I just wanted to let you know that Ruby's coming by in a little while. We're just going to hang out around the house."

"Okay." I was a bit tongue-tied, since she was wearing a bikini. And not just any bikini: this was the dreaded light blue bikini that covered her nipples, pussy lips, and not much more! She might as well have been nude from the back side, because it was a thong that disappeared deep in her ass crack.

Needless to say, I'd been tongue-tied quite a lot lately, but I was even more spaced out than usual. She seemed to notice this and asked me, "A penny for your thoughts?"

Damn! I can't very well tell her any of my real thoughts, like "I was just wondering how good it would feel to slide my dick through those twin torpedoes of yours." A blue bikini day? I can see the exquisite

Erotic torture is going to continue all day long!

Instead, I asked her, "How come you don't have any hobbies?"

"What do you mean? I have lots of hobbies. I play lots of sports, I go running every morning, I use the weight equipment every-"

I cut her off. "Those are all forms of physical exercise, and that's great. God knows you're in shape. But you need something to do with your time when you're relaxing, especially now that it's summer. You just hang around the pool with your friends and gossip all day." I was thinking that if she had more things to do, she wouldn't be strutting around in a mouth-watering bikini all the time.

She frowned. "Hey, it beats watching TV or playing video games or something like that. What can I say? I like to stay outside and perfect my tan."

I griped as I eyed her nearly naked body from head to toe, "It's perfect already. And summer's just started. If you keep it up, you're gonna turn black as charcoal."

She smiled widely. "You like it? 'Cos it's not easy to get an all-over tan like this." She turned around and bent over, to give me a close-up view of her effectively naked ass. "See? Look, no tan lines! Take a good look. Do my ass cheeks look any lighter than my thighs?"

I wanted to reach out and fondle those ass cheeks with both hands so very badly! My dick had started stiffening as soon as she came into the room, and it was already straining against my shorts. And it wasn't just that she was bending over in a lewd manner. She was bent over with her long blonde hair brushing the carpet and her hands gripping her ankles, as if she was bracing herself for a spanking. Her miniscule top had ridden up, causing her huge tits to dangle free yet again. I could clearly see the contours of her pussy lips between her ass cheeks, despite them being thinly covered by her bikini.

I thought, Don't let her get to you. She's trying to tempt you. I don't know why she tortures me like this day after day. It's like a battle. But I won't give in! I know she's got a crush on me, and encouraging her will just make it worse!

From between her legs, her upside down face asked me, "Cat got your tongue?"

I tried to get the conversation back on track. "Ruby practices yoga and meditation regularly. You should join her."

Michelle sighed with exasperation while keeping her lewd bent-over pose. "Boooo-riiiiing! I tried it and I was bored to tears. All you do is sit there with your legs in a pretzel. I don't get it."

I spoke to Michelle's ass, "Well, Ruby says she gets a lot out of it. And you two do nearly everything together."

"Yeah, but not everything. And you're avoiding the question."

"What question?" I couldn't help but look at the pussy mound between her thighs. I could see the outlines of her pussy lips! Somebody, shoot me now for being a terrible father!

She reached back and ran a hand up and down her upper thighs. "Do you think my ass cheeks are lighter than my thighs? Don't say yes, because I'll be totally bummed out."

I had an urge to whip my cock out and masturbate then and there. But I forced myself to calmly reply, "They look the exact same shade of deep, rich tan to me."

"You mean it?!" She stood back up, spun around, and tried to give me a hug. The only problem was, I was sitting and she was standing.

I made matters worse by saying, "I do."

"Oh, thank you, Daddy!" Standing right in front of me, she tried to wrap her arms around my neck. But the net result was that her big tits bounced right off my cheeks! My face was actually enveloped in tit- flesh for a few seconds before she repositioned herself, kneeling to the side of me. But that wasn't much better because now her hefty globes were mashed up against my chest!

This was an unusual escalation, even for her. But I was getting the sense that this would be that kind of day. I tried to keep a stiff upper lip and pretend like it wasn't happening. Unfortunately, my lip wasn't stiff and my penis was! It seemed like she was all over me, but at least she wasn't in contact with my crotch.

She pulled back while maintaining a loose hug so she could make eye contact. Now, just her hard nipples and a little more poked into me, up near my collar bones. "Getting back to your question, I have other hobbies."

"Such as?"

"Such as cooking, and reading, and stressing you out with all my antics." She grinned mischievously at that last one.

"Yeah, you do that," I said with resignation, glancing briefly down at her round melons and the way they poked into my shirt. The bikini top was hanging loosely on her upper slopes, forgotten and covering nothing.

She added, "And tickling you, of course. I love tickling you."

I grumbled, "I noticed. Now, how 'bout a penny for your thoughts?"

She stuck her tongue out and kept it that way. "I was just thinking about my tongue. I wish it was longer. What good is a short tongue? Wouldn't it be cool if I could lick my eyebrows?" She pretended to try, and managed to sensuously lick her upper lip in the process.

I sat there watching this bombshell beauty in her bikini, straining to lick her eyebrows, and I wanted to cry. Why me, Lord? Why me? Seriously! If only I could be single, and younger, and most definitely NOT related to my daughter… The mind boggles!

After some more small talk, in which I poked fun at her strange tongue antics, she finally deigned to get up and leave me be.

I sat there feeling a bit morose. It's tough enough on a guy, who has sworn up and down never to cheat on his wife, to have a daughter like Michelle, a perfect "ten" eighteen-year-old with long blonde hair, freakishly large and jutting breasts, and a smile that could break your heart. Not to mention her "come- hither-and-fuck-me" eyes. And I haven't even mentioned her ass. Holy Christ, what a mouth-wateringly luscious ass!

I don't have an ass fetish, plus I'm a bit "square" about some sex positions. Consequently, I've never engaged in anal sex with Mindy despite her interest in "exploring the possibilities" offered. And yet, watching Michelle strutting her stuff as she walked away from me, her twin tanned buns working against each other in time with her stride and only a thin line of "bikini" coming out the top of the ass crack, I couldn't help but think of how lucky a man could be to get her butt cheeks in his hands while sliding his erection through the deep cleft in between them.

Amazingly, she's never had any boyfriends! But in a way it's not so remarkable, because what teenage boy would have the courage to ask someone like her out on a date? Her physical attractiveness is just so far "out there" on the high end of the scale that guys practically fall over themselves when she walks by. Plus, her personality is just as intimidating as her body. Any boy confident enough to ask her out wouldn't stand being under her heel. She has a way of dominating any group she's in, and stealing the

Spotlight.

Hell, sometimes I felt intimidated just being near such beauty, and yet I was fairly immune to her charms since I was so used to being near her, Ruby, Nicky, and Mindy. Maybe, just maybe, I could deal with her increasingly outrageous teasing, if she was all I had to contend with.