Love & Letters

Unintentional Lolita Ch. 06

The next morning, we were all much quieter than usual, as if there was some magical spell we didn't want to break by uttering words.

Kelly and I exchanged glances, and at first, she seemed guarded, but then, after I'd swept her into my arms for a hug and kissed her, she was all smiles.

Billie noticed, too, and she seemed amused to watch the silent, playful banter between my daughter and me as we all worked toward getting out of the house to start our day.

"Bye, Daddy," Kelly said, her first words of the morning. "I love you. I love you, too, Momma."

"Bye, sweetie," Billie replied, craning her neck as Kelly bounded out the door. "I love you, too."

"Bye, baby girl. I love you, too."

Billie leaned against the kitchen counter and smiled at me.

"Well, there's no doubt about it now," she said. "At least this morning, anyway, she is most definitely 'daddy's girl.'"

I sighed. "Now, sweetheart..."

Billie shook her head. "I'm fine. Really. It's just... it's nice to see the two of you bonding so well... I just never dreamed... never in my wildest imaginings would I have ever dreamed I'd seduce my own daughter, and..." Billie sighed. "It never, ever occurred to me that we would be the serious instruments of her sexual awakening, and I'm just a little amazed at how things have developed between the two of you."

I nodded. "That makes two of us."

"The key now," Billie said, topping off her coffee mug, "is to find some sort of balance. I'm determined not to let this eat at me, but I know last night wasn't the end of it for the two of you; it was just the beginning. You're past the point of everything being new and adventurous, but she, on the other hand... she's going to want a little bit more each time until..."

I nodded.

"Promise me you won't let it consume you and become a wall between us."

I looked over at Billie and shook my head. "It won't."

I took a deep breath and looked up at her again.

"There was a moment last night," I said, "where I almost got up and walked away and came to get in bed with you."

"Before..."

I nodded again. "Before things spiraled away from me."

Billie reached over and grabbed my hand.

"She's as happy at the moment as I've seen her in I don't know how long."

I nodded. "I know. It's just... last night..."

I looked down, not sure what to say or how to say it, and as my eyes locked on Billie's breasts, soft, firm globes of flesh beneath her sweater, she laced her fingers with mine, and as my eyes traveled back up, I began to feel even more guilty.

I'm a sucker for a good looking woman in a turtleneck, and I really hoped none of the men my wife worked with felt the same way; Billie's sweater was bulky and clingy all at the same time, and combined with the slacks she was wearing, she was a dish.

I sighed and shook my head.

"Last night," I said, "it would have been so easy..." I looked into her eyes. "We... she and I... we were so close to..."

I couldn't tell my wife that I'd been so close to spearing my daughter with my penis that I could almost taste it; that I'd wanted to fuck her so bad it almost hurt.

Billie nodded and bit her lip.

"Do you remember... when we made Jessica?"

I looked up into Billie's eyes and nodded.