Story 2-chapter 4

The next morning, Brook ended up alone with her father in the kitchen. She was having some yogurt for breakfast while he was drinking coffee before heading out to work. Janice had already left, and the moment he said good morning Brook's face flushed hot and she could barely look him in the eye.
She felt bad, knowing he'd probably think it was because she didn't like him, but after everything she'd seen and heard the night before it was impossible to look at him. All she could think about was what he'd looked like fucking her mother blind.
She was wearing the same top she'd slept in, but before coming downstairs she'd changed into a tight-fitting pair of shorts that let the pert bottom curves of her ass cheeks poke past the hem.
It was as skimpy an outfit as she'd worn in front of him so far since she had yet to use the pool or hot tub when anyone else was home. He didn't say anything about it, and she had no idea if he was looking at her since she couldn't bear to look at him.
She knew some of her friends walked around in front of their fathers in their underwear, so her outfit shouldn't be so bad.
Brook had caught some of her friends' fathers checking out their daughters and daughters' friends plenty of times. Her friend, Cindy, and her dad were so touchy and affectionate with each other that Brook had often wondered if there was more to their relationship.
There were a few times Brook had seen Cindy's father touching her ass. Cindy had looked at Brook, realizing what she'd seen and merely blushed and smiled. Now Brook was dying to ask her friend if there was something going on between her father and her.
If there was, Brook thought they were lucky. Cindy's dad looked at her like she was the most important thing in the world.
"Is everything okay, Brook?" Tom finally asked, jarring the girl out of her thoughts. He was sitting at the tall, island counter sipping coffee.
"Oh yeah, sure, why?" she replied, still not looking at him.
"You seem really quiet."
"Everything's good." She was glad he didn't point out how she couldn't bring herself to look at him.
"If you say so," he said skeptically. "I hope you'll feel okay to talk about anything that's bothering you. I mean, we're family, right?"
The comment made her flinch. Before, family only meant her mother and her. With Tom in the mix it was suddenly a real family - mother, father and daughter - and as much as she loved the idea, it was still a very new proposition.
Logically, she knew she wasn't supposed to ache to feel Tom touching her ass the way Cindy's father touched hers, but she yearned for it anyway.
"Yeah, I guess," she said, sitting across the counter from him with a yogurt container and spoon.
"You guess?" At least his tone sounded light.
Now she smiled briefly and even looked at his face. He was smiling and looking at her curiously.
"Well, you're married to my mom, after all. So yeah. That's makes us family."
"It's even more than that, sweetheart.
His smile widened and she felt over the clouds
"I really hope you'll be happy, Brook," he continued. "And you can always tell me if there's anything I can do to help make sure you are."
You could fuck me like you fucked my mother last night, she said in her mind. But then, out loud: "Oh, I'm happy. Really. It's really nice here and everything. And you're really nice. I guess I'm still getting used to things."
"Me too," he smiled warmly. "I guess your mom and I have been so focused on each other that we haven't paid enough attention to you. You and I haven't had the same chance to get to know each other, but I want that to change, if that's okay with you. We have a lot of lost time to make up for."
"That'd be nice," she said, wishing she knew something more interesting to say. Now she was afraid he'd start thinking she was dumb.
"Do you have any plans for today?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"Great. I was thinking I'd leave work early, and maybe we could go out and get dinner and a movie together. Or we could go to the mall and spend a lot money."
"Really?" She looked straight at him with surprise. "That sounds really good."
"It does to me, too," he said. "You can decide whatever you want to do. We can do all of those things or just whatever you like. How's that sound?"
Brook was so excited her eyes started to water as she realized it was the first time a male of any age was going to take her out just for something she wanted. She'd been out in groups of friends along with boys from school who were interested in her, but that wasn't even in the same league.
"It sounds perfect," she said softly.
"I think so, too," he replied, getting up. "I'll be back by two."
On his way out, he stopped and touched the girl's bare shoulder, planting a quick kiss on top of her head before walking out to go to work. After he was gone, Brook couldn't stop smiling.
She felt so good she cleaned up everything in the kitchen and then looked for things to do around the house that would please her mother and Tom. Especially Tom. "Especially Dad," she said out loud, just to see how it felt and sounded.
Later on, she went upstairs and put on the skimpiest bikini she owned and went out to the pool for a swim. She wished Tom could have been there to see her, but after a while she took her bikini off and tried skinny dipping for the first time.
She loved swimming naked immediately, and after a while she got out of the pool and went to sit naked in the hot tub while she still had the house to herself.
She turned on the water jets and thought about the scene she'd witnessed the night before. It didn't take long before her nipples were hard and burning with desire, while her pussy was flushed and quivering at the same time.
The water jets felt so good as she played with her pert, round tits. Her hard nipples and areolas were like a pale shade of cinnamon.
The girl's fingers were soon exploring her excited pussy as her thoughts changed from last night to all the various ways she imagined her time with Tom might go.
The thought of being alone with her stepfather for the first time in her life made her nervous. She wanted to do everything right. She wanted him to love her so much. Before long, she was kneeling on the seat in the tub, holding onto the side while she pushed her sensitive pussy up to the nozzle of the water jet.
Gripping the edge, she let the spout jet against her hard clit until her body was shivering with orgasms.
She finally got out of the tub, picked up her bikini and walked into the house and up to her room completely naked. It was fun to have such a big house, and she found herself imagining her father suddenly walking out of one room or another to discover his completely naked daughter.