*** Daddy cried like a baby after we climaxed together and separated. The feeling of guilt was just too much for him. I cradled him in my arms, his head against my breasts and rubbed his back until at last he fell asleep.
I slept that night in daddy’s bed, pressed close to him.
The next morning, daddy still felt guilty, but I told him he shouldn’t feel bad about what we had done. It was I who had initiated what we had done, so if either of us were to feel bad, it should be I.
It took a few more times of seducing daddy, but now he accepts what we are doing. We don’t have a marriage certificate, and no church would bless our union, but I’m now daddy’s wife-daughter, and we are happy together.
I’m on the pill right now, but someday…
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