Any Chance We Could Ch. 02

Cameltoe Pussy

This began as a NaNoWriMo entry last year and was 51K words long then. It’s now over 100K words and growing. A work still in progress, 20 chapters are complete and will be submitted in two or three day intervals. It’s in the Incest category because I had to choose one. The chapters include Romance, Incest, and Group Sex. I couldn’t find an editor so all mistakes are mine and are copyrighted along with the rest of each chapter. This is a continuing series, no chapter is written to stand alone. Enjoy, please comment, and vote.

Friday, September 28.

I had a bounce in my step on Friday, and called Veronica on her cell mid-morning. “Good morning Veronica. Am I disturbing you?”

“Yes, you are, but that began during dinner last night. How sweet of you to call, I hope it’s not to change plans for tonight?” she said.

“No, I just hoped maybe we could start with lunch.”

“OK, Fridays are slow for me, where shall I meet you?”

“Why don’t I pick you up?” I suggested.

“Fine, in 30 minutes? I know that’ll only be eleven o’clock, but we can eat brunch. Come in and get me, I’d love to show you off.” she said.

When I arrived at Veronica’s office it was eleven fifteen, I’d gotten tied up on a phone call. As I walked in she was standing behind her desk with a frown. “Is that frown because I’m late?” I asked.

“No, just irritated about a phone call from a prospect. Hi, so nice to see you again so soon. What’s it been thirteen hours?” Her smile was radiant. She put both arms out and took my hands, and touched my cheek with hers. “Well, this is the office, that’s Janet, our head phone answerer, and Bill, Max, and Agnes, the agents who are here now.”

Janet was attractive and looked to be not much older than Katrina, Agnes, Bill, and Max were obviously seasoned agents. “Hello everyone, I’m Scott Appleton, my pleasure.”

We left to ‘nice to meet you as wells’ and Veronica took my hand as we walked out of the office. My car was nearby with the top up. Veronica’s straight skirt rode up as she got in and she made no effort to pull it back down. Her ‘uniform’, today was a grey pinstriped skirt and jacket, with a red silk blouse, grey hose and grey heels. “You look good enough to eat.”

“What’s stopping you?”

“Eighteen more dates according to you,” I said.

Veronica named a restaurant nearby and as we started out I put my hand on her leg right at the hemline, she immediately put her hand on top of mine and pushed it up to almost her pussy. “That feels so nice,” she said.

“I agree. Are you looking forward to this evening with our daughters?” I asked.

“Yes, it’ll be fun getting to know you better and to meet Katrina as well. Ashley told me that she and Katrina talked at length about ‘dressy’, and they were texting this morning before leaving for school. Maybe they’ve hit it off.”

“I probably shouldn’t tell you this but Ashley thinks you are the handsomest, sexiest adult male she has ever met,” said Veronica.

“Sounds like teen aged hyperbole, but I’ll take it.” I said.

Brunch was wonderful. Veronica was delightful, leaving me with a kiss as I helped her out of my car back at her office. She did make sure that I saw that she was wearing black panties under her pantyhose as she exited the front seat.


At five thirty I called down the hall to Katrina to see if she was almost ready, she responded, “In a few minutes, Dad.”

I called back, “Can we take your car? Is it decent?”

“Yes. Why wouldn’t it be?” she asked.

“No reason, just check…ing”

My absolutely stunning daughter was walking down the hall toward me wearing a light beige linen scoop necked sheath dress. Her brown hair was wavy and lay on her almost bare shoulders and down her back. She had on beige high heeled pumps and as she got closer, I noticed tan hose.

“Katrina, you look beautiful.” I put my arms around her and she lightly kissed me on the mouth.

“I hope I make a good first impression on your new friend, Dad. Ashley and I talked a lot last night, I like her, and I think I’ll like her mom as well,” said Katrina.

“Oh, I’m sure about that first impression, sweetheart. Let’s go impress.”

Katrina was right, her car was decent. It had twice as many seats as mine and was made by the same manufacturer. I was holding the door for Katrina and as she got in her skirt rode up a bit and I obviously admired her legs for a long moment before closing her door and walking around to the driver’s side.

As I got in, she looked at me and said “I saw you looking, Dad, is this better?” She held her dress at the hem and slid forward on the seat to reveal lace top thigh highs. “They’re quite comfortable, Ashley was right. I could be sweet-talked into wearing them more often if they’re this comfortable all night. You approve?” she asked.

“You know I do, and you certainly got your Mother’s leg genes.”

“I’d leave it up just to enjoy watching your expression, but another Casibom time perhaps, I don’t want to wrinkle,” she said as she scooted back and pulled the hem down.

Arriving at Veronica’s Katrina gave me another leg show, this time revealing not only the very tops of the stockings but a bit of her bare thigh as well. That certainly set the stage for the beginnings of an erection on the way up to the door. Ashley greeted us dressed in a dark paisley jumper over a white silk blouse, dark hose and black high heeled sling back pumps. Her blonde hair was down and spread over her shoulders and back.

“Hi. Katrina, I’m Ashley. So nice to meet you in person,” and they briefly hugged.

Ashley then turned to me, hugged me with a great deal of enthusiasm and said, “I don’t know what you’ve done to my Mother, but thank you. She’s a happy person again. Thank you, thank you,” and she kissed me on the lips. “Come on in, Mom’s almost ready.”

As Veronica came down the stairs she was a breathtaking vision, her long blonde hair down, wearing a knee length blue dress with a deeply scooped neckline, a diamond necklace and bracelet, dark hose and blue high heels. “Hi, Scott, longtime no see.”

“Yeah, six whole hours. More than long enough for me.” I extended my hand, she took it and moved right in to me and kissed me.

“Whoa,” said Ashley, “no wonder she’s changed.”

“Now I know what Dad’s shit-eating grin is all about,” added Katrina.

“Katrina, she’s lovely isn’t she?” I asked.

“Wow, yes.” said Katrina.

“Scott, I’m right here,” said Veronica

“Yes, Veronica you are and there cannot be another man in this city who has the good fortune to be surrounded by three absolutely gorgeous women. Now let’s be on our way.”

I opened the car door and let Veronica get in, enjoying the leg show, and got another one from Ashley, and yet another one from Katrina. Ashley seemed to wearing pantyhose and I couldn’t tell about Veronica. But as I got in, Veronica turned toward me in the seat and bent her left leg to put it on the seat and revealed a lace stocking top and a bit of bare thigh. “Careful, don’t bend the steering wheel.” Veronica said.

“I’m not holding it that tightly,” I said.

“I didn’t mean with your hands, but with your table turner overer,” she said.

“Is it that obvious?” I asked.

“You arrived with it, and it’s grown, I think all of us take that as a compliment, don’t be distressed, you have about as much control over that as your wayward hands,” she said.

“Are we going to dance tonight? Didn’t you say there was going to be music?” asked Ashley.

“There should be and I certainly expect to.”

“Veronica, what are you looking at?” I asked

“You’re uncomfortable, don’t be, it’s natural and unavoidable, roll with, be happy, mon.”

“I’m very attracted to you, you are to me. Both girls see that, don’t you ladies?” Veronica asked over her shoulder.

A simultaneous “Yes,” came from the back seat.

“Thank you all, I have truly gone to heaven by way of a softball game!” I said as we backed out of the driveway.

“We’re close. I’ll try to calm down enough so I can slide out from under the steering wheel.” The three females laughed along with me.

The valets helped Katrina, Veronica and Ashley out and as I walked around the car they were all standing on the sidewalk applauding and looking at my crotch. “Thank you, thank you,” as I swept my arm across my waist and bowed.

We were shown to a banquette table, Katrina on my left, Veronica on my right and Ashley next to her.

“We ordered drinks. The young ladies were having something that didn’t look particularly pop-like. I only know that as Katrina spoke in a low voice to the waiter, she was leaning over so her cleavage probably got her what she wanted. Veronica had a glass of their best Chardonnay and I settled again on one of Mr. Busch’s finest.

Conversation drifted somehow to travel and vacations and before I realized what was happening we were all going to St. Maartins for Spring break which was the same time at both schools. That certainly was something to look forward to… nude beaches. Both young ladies made a point of discussing the nude issue and how some of their friends had been there last Spring break. After we were deep into the discussion and I had agreed to arrange the whole thing. I realized that it meant the both Katrina and I would be nude together, ala It Happened in Rio.

Oh, shit, hard again, just as Veronica slid her hand up my thigh where it had been since we’d been seated and bumped into the end of my dick. Without a change in her expression, she moved her hand higher and gave me a squeeze. “From the floor indeed,” she said.

Katrina and Ashley were talking animatedly and were leaning in front of both of us, I had my left arm on the table holding my beer when Katrina leaned forward and pressed her breast against it. She remained there long enough for Veronica to notice Casibom Giriş and whisper in my ear, “Does she feel nice?”

“Yes,” I had to admit, though the color was rising in my face.

“Just think on Spring break we’ll all be nude,” whispered Veronica.

Oops, did her comment just cause my cock to twitch or was it due to Katrina moving her hardened nipple around on my arm. My hand had been in Veronica’s lap, but I moved it on that remark to the hem of her dress just as she started to pull it up and it wound up halfway up her thigh, right at the bottom of the lace stocking top.

“Now it’s both of us causing the twitch,” Veronica said. “More.”

“Wine, what?” I ask.

“More higher, please.”

Ashley glanced down at that moment, noticed where my hand had gotten too, smiled, caught my eye and winked.

The events of the moment were interrupted, probably not too soon by the waiter.

“Ladies, Mr. Appleton, would you like to order?”

“We don’t have menus, “Ashley said.

“Don’t need them, what you want is what you get,” I said.

As each of the ladies ordered in turn with a lot of help from the waiter, I felt a hand on top of mine on Veronica’s thigh. Veronica’s were both on the table, Katrina’s were waving about as she gestured about something she was talking about. Ashley caught my eye again and again winked as she lightly dragged her nails across the back of my hand. Honest to God I was going to blow out the zipper on my pants before the evening was over.

Shortly after dinner, the band started playing mostly slow dance music. I invited Veronica to dance. It was incredible to hold her close, feel her hair against my cheek, her breasts pushing hard against my chest and her hip pressed against my hard dick. She smelled delightful and I was very happy to be here with her. When we had left the table, Katrina and Ashley scooted closer to each other and continued their conversation. After dancing a few numbers Veronica suggested that I also dance with the girls. I agreed and took her back to the table.

“Torture time,” I said. “Veronica suggested that I also dance with each of you, who’s first?”

“Torture? Not likely. Me first, please,” said Ashley.

I led her onto the dance floor. Ashley was about the same height as her mother maybe an inch taller, a bit fuller breasted, a delightful armful. She put her hand on the back of my neck as I held her and she wasn’t shy about pressing her breasts against me. I tried to keep my hard dick from touching her hip, but to no avail. As I would move my hips back she would move hers forward against me. “Am I causing that?” she asked with a smirk.

“Yes, you certainly are. You feel, look and smell so nice. I apologize.”

“Thank you for the apology, but quit stop trying to move away. I like it…a lot!” Said Ashley.

“Ashley, you’re a beautiful young lady, but I think you already know that. I’m glad that you got to meet Katrina tonight and I hope that you’ll become friends.”

“Thanks again, Scott. Changing the subject probably isn’t going to help.” again that smirk.

“No, probably won’t,” I replied.

After two numbers with Ashley, with no softening, I took her back to the table and took Katrina’s hand to lead her onto the floor. Before doing so, I leaned over and kissed Veronica.

Katrina moved as close to me as both Veronica and Ashley had. She was built pretty much the same as her mother, C cup breasts and nicely full hips and every bit as tall as Ashley. Her wonderfully soft and lightly scented hair was brushing my cheek.

Her hand caressed the back of my neck as she said “Thanks for tonight Dad. Veronica will be good for you and I really like Ashley. Who’s making you so hard?” she asked as she wiggled her hip against me.

I blushed and said, “Right now you, but all of you are doing a good job tonight. I guess I should be ashamed that you can feel that, but you have become such a beautiful young lady, that’s the reaction.”

“Don’t worry Dad, it feels kinda nice.”

After three numbers I was filled with mixed emotions about my daughter. We went back to the table. I sat next to Veronica as Katrina went around and sat next to Ashley. “Let me get something to drink sweetheart and we’ll dance some more, OK,” I said.

“Of course, Scott,” said Veronica as she slid her arm around me and kissed me, tenderly and deeply.

“Dad’s a goner now,” said Katrina.

While dancing with Veronica I looked back at the table once to see that both Katrina and Ashley had one of their hands under the table. As I was wondering what that meant Veronica began to nibble my ear lobe and pushed against me returning my focus to her.

The evening finally drew to a close and on the way home Veronica sat right next to me using the center seat belt, and made sure that my right hand was firmly between her legs and against her damp pussy.

At Veronica’s we all walked to the door. I kissed Veronica deeply. Ashley Casibom Güncel Giriş and Katrina were bidding each other good night then leaned toward each other and tenderly kissed. Veronica and I looked at each other slightly wide-eyed, then we kissed again.

“Scott and Katrina, will you come over tomorrow and join us for an afternoon at the pool and then dinner? It’s supposed to be a wonderful warm day. Bring your camera, handsome. I want to see what you can do. Dress is swimming appropriate,” said Veronica.

“What do you think Katrina, can we completely rearrange tomorrow’s schedule?” I asked.

“Gee, I don’t know Dad, is your swim suit clean? I don’t know if mine is,” said Katrina.

“Knock it off you two, we’ll see you at two o’clock tomorrow,” Veronica said kissing me.

On the way home Katrina sat next to me with both her arms around me and her head on my shoulder. “Dad, I love you.”

“I know, Katrina, I love you too.”

After pulling into the garage, Katrina waited for me to come around and let her out, as she slid across the seat her skirt slid all the way up, revealing not only her lace stocking tops and bare thighs, but her beige panties as well. “Are my legs nice, Dad?” she asked pausing for a moment and spreading them just a bit apart.

Taken aback by this display I paused and, huskily answered, “I’ve always thought so, why do you ask?”

“Just wanted to know what you thought,” she said.

I offered her my hand, she took it after a moment and pulled herself forward and up and stood in front of me. She put her arms around me and kissed me on the lips, as little more deeply than I thought was appropriate. She broke the kiss, took my hand and began to lead me inside.

Once inside she led me to the couch in the den, told me to sit and backed away from me. Peculiar behavior, I thought. She reached behind her back, unzipped her dress shrugged her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me in her bra and panties, stockings and heels. If I weren’t already sitting you could have pushed me over with a feather.


“Relax Dad. You’ve seen me in less.”

“True, but not with stockings and heels, and not since you’ve matured into a beautiful young woman,” I retorted.

“Well, that’s different,” she said. “Do you think I’m pretty?”

“Yes, Katrina, I do. You are gorgeous and very appealing. Very sexy. I’m sure you turn a lot of young men’s heads. I’ve also watched a lot of friends of mine looking admiringly at you. And remember what happened to me while we were dancing. Why are you asking?”

“I don’t seem to care about boys or men looking at me, I do seem to care about girls looking at me, particularly Ashley. Is that OK?”

I was momentarily at a loss for words. I finally said, “Have you talked to your mother about this?”

“God, no, she would positively freak,” exclaimed Katrina.

“Come sit next to me,” I said as I patted the cushion next to me.

She did and swung her legs across mine and put both arms around me. I put one arm around her and began caressing her legs with the other. “Are you questioning your sexuality, or your proclivity toward other females?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know. I do know that when you hold me and touch me like you are now I feel very feminine but I also got some similar feelings tonight when Ashley began caressing my leg under the table while you and Veronica were dancing. I returned the gesture and she felt really, really nice.”

“Believe me Katrina, I’m not going to think any less of you for feeling that way. You’re my daughter and I love you. Why don’t you see if you can spend some time with Ashley and see if she feels the same way you do and talk about how she handles the feelings?”

“I think I’ll do just that, thanks Dad.”

She spread her legs a bit and moved my hand to the inside of her thigh, above the lace top of her stocking. I lost my head and gently squeezed.

“Does that feel as good to you as your hand does to me?” Katrina asked.

“Um, yes, sorry, I probably shouldn’t have done that,” I said.

“Done what? Squeezed? Or squeezed and enjoyed it?”

“Both,” I said.

“I like it and I want you to do it again,” she said.

I squeezed a bit more firmly as she closed her thighs together to put the back of my hand against her other thigh. She was looking me in the eye as he sat silently for an hour or maybe two minutes. “Umm, that’s a start,” she said.

She then kissed me briefly on the lips. While unfolding her legs from my lap she spread them enough that I saw a few strands of her pubic hair that had escaped her panties. Stood, turned her back to me and bent over to pick up her dress. Then asked “Like my ass, Dad?”

I didn’t respond, but Katrina turned around and put her hand in my lap and said, “Yes, I guess you do.”

I was flabbergasted and couldn’t believe she had done that.

“Hose with heels, not a problem, I was very comfortable in these tonight, I like the reaction I got from both you and Ashley. I think I could make them a habit, Dad. Love you, good night.”

As she turned and left the room swinging her very attractive ass, I could only say, “See you in the morning sweetheart.”