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Her hands were on the table, and her nervousness was showing by the way she kept rubbing them together. I reached across and held them with my hands. She looked up at me, worry showing in her eyes.
"I think we're both a bit nervous." I said to her.
"Yeah. What we did yesterday was wrong." She replied.
"It wasn't wrong honey."
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it: up until we sent face pics, we were two consenting adults looking for some extra fun."
"That's true." she agreed, her face lighting up a bit.
"The problem is I don't think we can discuss it here. There are too many ears around."
"Yeah. Let's finish our coffee and go back to my house. No one is there."
We finished our coffee and left. While walking to the car park, she put her arm around me.
"What floor did you park on?"
"I always park on the top floor," I told her
When we got out of the lift, there was only my car plus two others parked there.
"Plenty of room up here," she said.
"That's why I park here. No one else does and you don't get your car bumped."
We got in the car, she looked straight at me. "If I ask you a question, will you give me a truthful answer?"
For the first time I looked her in the eye, "Yes I will."
"When we realised who each of us was yesterday, and we stopped chatting, what did you do?"
"Yes dad, honestly."
"It's a bit embarrassing actually," I told her. "but I had a wank looking at your pictures." I expected her to get angry, but she just sat there looking at me. It was as if she was trying to decide. "What did you do?" I asked her.
"I used a dildo, thinking it was you."
I was a bit shocked by this. She had imagined me fucking her pussy. "Was I any good?" I asked smiling, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
"A plastic cock is no substitute for the real thing." She told me.
We drove out of the car park and headed for her house. On the way I said to her, "As we are being honest with each other, I have another confession to make."
"Oh, and what is that?"
"I dreamt about you last night."
"Was it a good dream?"
"It must have been because when I woke up this morning I was covered in cum."
"You had a wet dream about me?" She asked shocked.
"Yeah. I thought it was something that happened to teenagers." I told her.
"Well if we are being honest, I have a confession too." She told me
"And that is?" I asked.
"When I went to bed last night still all hot and horny, I got my other half to fuck me. Now, although his cock isn't as big as yours, I did imagine it was you fucking me. not him."
"No wonder you were feeling guilty this morning. What are we going to do honey?"
"We need to talk this through, see where it takes us." She told me.
We arrived at her place. We went in and sat in the living room. "I know incest is a very taboo subject honey. You are my daughter and I shouldn't be having these feelings for you." I told her to start the conversation off.
"Yeah, I know. You're my dad and I shouldn't be imagining you fucking me. It's wrong."
"Yesterday we came close to a very invisible line, we almost crossed it."
"Ok let me ask you this," She said. "If I had not been your daughter would you have met me today for sex?"
"Fucking right I would, you have a body to die for." I told her. "Look, I know that was the wrong thing to say to my daughter, but if you weren't my daughter..." I let that hang in the air.
"I know what you mean dad. It's ok."
"How about you, if I wasn't your dad would we be having sex now?"
"Yes, we would. Without a doubt."
"But it is incest, it's taboo, and it's wrong," I told her.
"Yeah, you're right. Let me make some tea."
She got up and left the room.