"Ah ah- Kitty, why don't you get Bob a glass of that sweet tea, and bring it to him in the living room. I'd like one too, if you don't mind." It wasn't really a question, more like a polite demand. Katlyn turned a brighter red but turned form under her fathers hand as he moved over to their guest, leading him back into the living room- which he doubted he ever got to in the first place.
"Have a seat, Bob, Kitty will be right here with your drink." William watched as his neighbor, probably in his mid forties, sat down on the couch. He seemed a bit distant, if not a little embarrassed. He looked at William as he sat.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to . . . " He didn't seem to know what to say, or how to say it anyway.
"Oh no, don't worry about it. "William smiled and waved off his apology as his daughter came in to the room, holding two glasses of tea. Remembering her manners, she proffered the first to the guest, then gave her father the remaining glass. She looked like she was going to leave, but William reached out and gently grasped her arm just above the elbow.
"Why don't you join us, sweetheart, I don't think Bob has really ever gotten a chance to know you." William smiled up at his daughter as a slightly shocked expression marred her face for just one, delicious moment, and then she turned, her head raising some in silent defiance.
"Yes Daddy, of course." Katlyn ran a hand back through her hair, the shirt raising just enough for Robert to see her clean shaven p***y for half a breath, before it fell back down and she sat on the floor, near her father's feet. William smiled proudly and reached down, stroking his daughter's hair.
"So Bob, time to get rid of that old oak, huh?" William started the small talk, and after a while, he saw Robert's muscles begin to relax as the tension of being caught out began to leave him. Katlyn was relaxing as well, thinking herself safe as time passed. William smiled inwardly, nodding at some small thing that Bob had said, before running his fingers through his daughter's hair.
"Kitty, it look like Bob is out of tea, why don't' you refill his glass for him?" Katlyn looked up at her father, and moved with out a word, crawling over to her neighbor. She knew what her father expected. Kneeling at his feet, she reached out for his glass, and once more Robert's eyes took on an intense look as his eyes fell on the girl. William smiled just slightly, watching Bob shake his head a little.
"Oh no, don't worry about it, I've really got to . . um . . get back to that old tree." He smiled nervously down at Katlyn who was looking up at him with large, crystal blue eyes and full, red lips. She had a perfectly pale complexion with a sprinkling of small freckles over her nose. Robert felt his c**k begin to stir again as she leaned forward, her fingers brushing his as she grasped the glass. Her breasts barely touched his knees before she sat back again.
"Oh there's no rush, it's been there for a year already. Relax a bit." William watched as his daughter read his mind. When she leaned forward , he knew Bob could see just inside her short, to the valley between her breasts, to their soft curves.
"No I really . . " Bob started to shift nervously. Anyone could see that he didn't want to leave, his eyes hadn't left the kneeling girl before him since she started her short trek to his feet.
"When was the last time you f****d a wet p***y, Bob?" William decided to cut to the chase. His daughter shifted a little, and he could see the flush of excitement move over her flesh, as well as that slight shadow of shyness he had never bothered to train out of her. It was endearing. Robert's eyes flashed across the room to William and his jaw dropped. It was obvious that he was shocked, his disbelief at his neighbor's question was written all over his face.
"I- not that's . . " Robert seemed to losing the ability to form complete sentences as he looked back down at the girl who was still kneeling patiently in front of him. When he looked down she leaned forward just a little, her hair falling over her shoulders. She reached up and unbuttoned the top button of her shirt, showing a bit more of her cleavage.
"Are you offering . . .?" Robert looked back up at William again.
"A good neighbor shares what he has, Bob, and I happen to be a very good neighbor." William did not break eye contact with Robert and he watched the man, still leaning forward some, ready to leave.
"You can't be serious, she's your daughter." Still, Robert looked down at the girl again.
"Kitty, show Bob what I've taught you. Show him what I am offering him."
William continued to watch proudly as Katlyn's fingers moved down her shirt, unbuttoning each button slowly, and then letting the white fabric fall to the floor. She now knelt in front of their neighbor completely naked. Standing slowly, she took a step forward, running her hands over her breasts, making her n*****s hard, a hand moving down between her legs to touch herself.
"Please, Mr. Nelson. I'm already wet." Katlyn's voice was soft, pleading. The defiance had left her eyes as she had fallen into her purpose, into her training. Robert sat back the rest of the way, a defeated man whose eyes burned with desire. William smiled slightly as he watched. When Robert moved again, it was to reach out. He hesitated just before his hand touched Katlyn's breast, though.
"May I?" He sounded unsure as he looked up at the girl, but she nodded.
"Please . . . you can do anything you want." Robert looked up at her, still unsure, but also curious. His uneasiness made him move slowly, but it did not stop him. His right hand cupped the girl's breast as his left ran up her hip and around to the small of her back, pulling her into his lap. Katlyn spread her legs to straddle he neighbor's lap as he caressed her breast, pulling it closer to his face, until he could close his mouth around it. Katlyn moaned and let her head sink back as he began to suck on the n****e, the hand on her back moving down to her ass.
William watched as his neighbor pulled his young daughter even closer to him, until her stomach was pressed against his chest. He watched as the man suckled her n****e, losing his inhibitions more quickly for each moment she remained in his hands.
And Katlyn, she was doing her father proud. She moaned as the man moved from one n****e to the other, using his teeth to stretch it, to test how far he could pull before she gasped in pain. Katlyn's back arched as he reached his goal, and her fingers dug gently into the back of his head, encouraging him to continue. William let Bob explore for a few minutes, just enjoying watching his daughter give in to the man as his hand slid down between her legs to see how wet she was. Katlyn gasp and cried out in pleasure, and William could see from behind as Bob's fingers suck deep inside of her with ease. She was nearly dripping with pleasure.
"Good girl, Kitty, show Bob how much you like to be shared, how much of a slut you are." William sat back some. He would get more involved later, but for now he was going to let the man enjoy his prize. Katlyn whimpered and moaned at her father's words, grinding her dripping wet cunt against Robert's hand, pushing his fingers deeper inside.