1 Act 1: The plan

A father here,

Happily married with three children, two of whom today are making their lives outside the home, I am a public accountant and for the last 20 years I have had a good job from 9:00 to 5:00 with office hours that pay all invoices.

Moving forward little by little with ups and downs as in any marriage.

One day Francis, my eldest son, after finishing his career as a civil architect, decided to marry Gina.

Paula, my second daughter, is entering university and Sandy, my third daughter, was starting high school at 16 years old.

In that year Paula was 18 years old and Francis was 24, Raquel my wife was turning 40 and for my part it was 42 years old.

Sandy had always been a sweet and obedient girl, but as she grew older her attitude changed little by little and she behaved more rebelliously. Obviously we noticed her but we decided to give her space, but without neglecting her studies...

We both decided to intervene when her grades started to go down that bothered Sandy, but I offered her a good deal where we wouldn't intervene with her decisions or her life, but she needs to finish school..

The next year her grades improved and although they were not perfect, the difference was noticeable.

My wife Raquel, for her part, was turning 42 and my midlife crisis hit and for no reason I started exercising, drinking smoothies and being an environmental activist.

Don't blame me, it was either that or being vegan and since I've always liked fatty meat, I decided on the first one, it was easier.

So, it took me 7 months to grow my pecs and biceps to receive the first congratulations and two complete courses to know how to camp outdoors, enter a club and get a camping permit.

My plan is to have a family camp for a week and after consulting with the family, only Sandy and my wife Raquel accepted my proposal. Francis and Paula would be working.

Until now everything was fine at home.

Due to my work in the office I needed to get up at 5 am to exercise and in order not to wake up Raquel I had to go down to the living room to do my exercise routine.

Get off before 5 am. In a T-shirt and underwear with a 5 kilo weight in each hand, I don't need to move any of the furniture in the  living room.. I just go in front of the largest sofa and start my routine with the weights, while I put on some music from the 90s in the headphones...

It takes less than 5 min. doing my exercises when I see Sandy coming down the second floor stairs in a little t-shirt and panties..

I was surprised to see Sandy, come on, it's 5 am and this girl is not one of the people who usually gets up early, but I decide to continue with my exercise routine..

Sandy, for her part, stopped for a moment, looked at me for 3 to 4 seconds and continued on her way to the kitchen. At that moment I unconsciously see her walking, specifically her backside, for a few seconds and when her body disappears into the distance I continue with my exercises..

Minutes later Sandy returns with a glass of water in her hand. She stops, looks at me again and then continues on her way to the stairs.

For my part, I see how her butt moves from one side to the other and halfway up the stairs Sandy stops and goes back to look over her shoulder and catches me looking at her butt...

I felt embarrassed being he caught by my daughter and my mouth babbles without making a sound, I look for the right words for this kind of situation. Sandy lets out a small laugh that sounds very flirtatious and she continues on her way, while still moving her butt as she walks..

I started exercising like crazy thinking about my wife Raquel, Sandy, Paula and Francis...

How a simple comment from Sandy about this situation could ruin the entire family not to mention the years of marriage and while my thoughts fly hundreds of meters in the distance...

I hear the door close and seconds later Sandy appears again with the glass in her hand, but this time her shirt is wet and both nipples are visible..

When she finishes going down the stairs, Sandy stops again in front of the stairs. She looks at me for a moment and then, as before, she continues on her way.

This time I close my eyes tightly, let out a sigh and without stopping I continue with my exercises and before Sandy returns from the kitchen. I put the weights aside and lie down on the rug to do sit-ups using the sofa to cover my view of the stairs and even I turn off the music to hear Sandy climb to the second floor..

While I wait in rug, Sandy soon returns from the kitchen and snorts, then there is silence..

Suddenly I see Sandy standing right above my head. — "Here you are dad" — she tells me, putting her hands on her waist and adds. —"I thought you had already finished your exercise routine." —

—"Not yet, honey, I just need a few abs and I'm done." — I answer without taking my eyes off her shirt that moves and reveals a potion of her breasts without mentioning that shadow that is drawn in the middle of her panties.. ( a camel's toe) in case you're wondering,

— "Oh great dad, let me help." — She tells me and without waiting for a response from me Sandy walks forward and her feet brush both sides of my body..

She stops at my knees.

Sandy crouches down on her haunches, then leans forward and holds my calves with both hands. —"Ready, daddy, start."—Sandy tells me.

I just had to raise my head a little to know her intentions. —"Honey, this way it's a little uncomfortable"—

— "Okay, I'll get up a little." — Sandy answers me and lifts her butt a little..

—"Honey, you know what I mean, right," I say, looking for a little compassion.

— "Oh, come on, dad, don't be a coward" — Sandy answers me and at the end of the comment she looks back at me between her legs and a small smile appears on her lips..

If there is something in this life that bothers me the most, it is being called a coward and I really feel like they are pulling the hair out of my ass...

Without thinking twice I put both hands behind my head and lift my upper body. When I get to the top, I find myself face to face with Sandy's butt adorned by those white panties less than 40 centimeters away from my nose.

— "One" — Then I hear Sandy's voice count and immediately go back to lying down, but seconds later I lift her upper body again and Sandy adds. -"Two. "-

3...4...5...15...20...30..

— "35" — When I finish saying her number Sandy pushes her butt back and hits my face, then she tells me. — "Five more dad." — With that I lie down again and then get up, when I get up Sandy's butt hits my face again..

In abdominal number forty I am returned again by Sandy's butt and when I lie down Sandy sits for a few seconds on my pelvis and then the girl gets up as if nothing had happened. — "Dad, I'm going to bed." — She tells me and without waiting for my response, Sandy walks towards the stairs.

After that I stayed lying on the carpet for several minutes, my cock was furious and it clearly showed so I decided to stay lying down a little longer...

Something inside my mind refuses to believe what happened with Sandy and I try to minimize her actions with some pretexts fool, minutes later I hear someone coming down from the second floor and I immediately raise my head..

—"Good morning, darling"—My wife Raquel greets me and asks me.. —"are you done"—

—"It's a little bit missing"— I answer and immediately ask. -"You need something. "-

—"Nothing special."—Raquel answers me but then they stop and comment. —"You stop by to see Sandy and wake her up just before 7 am."—

—"Sure, honey, I'll call her."— I answer and do some more sit-ups until Raquel goes into the kitchen and I immediately get up and almost run upstairs.

This is strange. At first I felt guilty for looking at my daughter's butt and now it's the opposite.

When I arrived in front of Sandy's bedroom door, I cleared my throat and called softly. —"Sandy, honey."— Then I knock a few times on the door and call Sandy again.

Sandy doesn't respond and without thinking I put my hand on the doorknob and with just a little turn the door opens.

Sandy's room is medium sized saturated pink, closet, dressing table with mirror, a stool in front of the dressing table, sofa for one person, a desk with her computer, some books on the shelf. A couple of nightstands on the side of her bed and above it two lamps that dimly illuminate Sandy's body in the middle of the bed.

Sandy sleeps casually with her arms and legs open, the duvet on the bed, one part on the floor and the other in the corner of her bed, her shirt does not cover her abdomen and her white panties look beautiful.

The whole room smells like fruit shampoo and when I get closer to the bed the smell changes to a citrus perfume.

While I carefully observe Sandy's body, the girl swallows saliva with her eyes closed and I can notice how her eyelids tremble before swallowing saliva again. Her mouth opens a little and she wets her lips discreetly..

It's obvious that the girl is awake, but something inside my head is screaming at me to play along...

< < < To be continued....