He hadn’t answered the question so she prodded again “Dad?”
“Willow, you’re barely out of little girl clothes and I just hit my 40’s. XXNX She folded one arm up so she could put her head on her hand then moved her feet up, raising her knees. He opened the bottle of Merlot but had no glasses so he tipped the bottle and took the first sip then handed it to his daughter. Willow was getting horny more often, more intensely as her childhood slipped rapidly into the past. She assured him “No, but it won’t hurt.” She had taken care of that months earlier with the dildo. The only barrier was his reluctance, she needed to get him past that and into her. As he trembled with fear for what he was thinking one thought came through clearly; a question, a feeling.
