This sex story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life.
“Well, young lady, it’s about time you got home. You’re
two hours beyond curfew. Where have you been?”
“Uh, just out?”
“Parking with your boyfriend again I expect. Well, how
far did you let him go this time?”
“Daddy, we were just talking – that’s all.”
“Sure. That’s why your blouse is buttoned up wrong and
you skirt is all wrinkled, right?”
“We were just kissing and stuff”
“It’s the ‘and stuff’ I’m worried about. I bet he had
his hands in your blouse, feeling your breasts, right?
And didn’t you have a bra on when you left here
tonight?”
“I took it off – it was uncomfortable. It’s in my
purse.”
“Okay, so empty your purse – let’s see what else got
uncomfortable.”
“YOU CAN’T LOOK IN MY PURSE – THAT’S PRIVATE!”
“Hmmm, sounds like there’s something in there you don’t
want me to find. Dump the purse on the table.”
“But Daddy…”
“DUMP IT! That’s better. Now, let’s see. Bra. Tampon?
It’s not nearly time for your period – what’s this
doing in here? What else? And a whole tube of KY jelly!
And what is THAT in here for?”
“Uh, uh, just in case?”
“JUST in case WHAT?”
“Uh, just in case… well, you know.”