Daughter's Proposal

I was sitting out on my porch enjoying the weather and a beer when my daughter showed up out of the blue one Summer day.

"Hi Daddy." She said walking up on the porch and sitting next to me. I chuckled to myself: 18 years old, working a good job and her own place and she still called me "daddy." Not that I minded it, truth be told, it was rather cute and helped to prevent the fact she was all grown up on me. She was wearing a light blue sun dress, perfect for the weather, her long brown hair flowing down her back. When she shifted to sit down I couldn't help but notice she wasn't wearing a bra when the fabric pulled tight against her body.

"How are you doing daddy?" She asked, grabbing a soda from the cooler between the chairs. This was a question she asked me often, always checking in on me after her mother had passed suddenly two years ago.

"I'm doing good sweetie, just enjoying the day." She smiled at me patting my arm.

"That's not what I mean." I cold hear the concern in her voice and I turned to her, smiling reassuringly.

"There are good days and bad days Sarah, but I get through them. It is getting better as time goes by. She leaned over to kiss my cheek and we continued talking as the afternoon passed by. "It's getting late daddy, I am gonna go make us some dinner."

"Oh, hunny, you don't have to do that. I am sure you have better things to do than make your old man dinner." Laughing, she hugged me from behind wrapping her hands around me. I couldn't help but feel her breasts pressing against me, my mind reminding me she was not wearing a bra, and I tried to resist the reaction from the lower part of my body.

"I am right where i want to be daddy, it's not good you being alone all the time. Now, I am off to the kitchen."

I followed her in, sitting at the table watching her as she moved around the kitchen, so very much like her mother with her medium build and shapely body. I was trying to resist the physical reaction I was having but my own body was betraying me. I managed to keep up the idle chit-chat as she was preparing dinner, she was a very good cook and had taken over those duties after her mother had passed.

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Once dinner was done, she insisted upon making my plate and bringing it to me, I felt an electric charge run through me as I felt her chest move over my arm as she put the plate down, I couldn't help but think it was possibly an intentional action on her part as she had to move her arm closer to me to make the contact.

"Was it good Daddy?" She asked as we were finishing up eating.

"Yes it was honey. Very good." She smiled sweetly at me as she started clearing the table, insisting I stay in my chair, even brining me a beer while she moved the dishes to the sink. She came back to the table with a beer of her own, opening it as she sat down across from me.

"You drink beer now?" I asked her chuckling. I was not upset about it, she was a responsible adult and deserved to be able to relax when she wanted to.

"I do when I have something serious I want to talk about." Her eyes were looking at the table, but as they came up I could see the seriousness and worry in her eyes.

"What's on your mind baby, what has you so bothered?" She chuckled slightly, taking a deep pull on her beer.

"Daddy," she said looking directly at me. "You promise not get upset with anything I say?" I smiled slightly, curious and worried about what she was thinking.

"Of course Sarah, you know you can talk to me about anything." She laughed loudly.

"You may regret that daddy... uh, I know you still smoke, where are you hiding your cigarettes?" My eyebrows went up very high but I said nothing, reaching into a drawer of a side table and pulled out a pack. I had long thought she had picked up the habit too, but she was very good at hiding it from me. She took a deep drag blowing it out. "Thank you. The truth is daddy I am worried about you, it's been over two years now since mom passed and you haven't even gone on a date or anything, it is not good for you to be alone all the time."

She was right, I had isolated myself since my wife had passed. She was right I had not even dated but I had tried and it was very different from when I was younger, so hard to find and make a connection with someone who wasn't out for something.

"Hon, I have tried but it is so different than when your mother and I met, it is hard for me to connect with anyone nowadays." I saw the concern in my daughter's eyes, I knew she cared deeply for me but there was something else there that I could not identify at all, it was a mystery to me.

"I know daddy, you are not cut out for those apps and people really don't connect offline anymore and I know you are not one for just hookups." She giggled at that, probably the idea of her father trying to seduce someone an amusing image for her.

"No," I said returning her laugh. Maybe it was the few beers I had had or something else but the next words came out before I could stop them. "Not really into that scene at all, I like my dick a little to much to risk it on strange women." I choked on my own cigarette. "My god hun, I am sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Tears were coming from her eyes as she started laughing very hard, her hand pressing against her belly as she laughed, pulling the material of the sundress close again, my eyes drawn to her nipples pressing against the fabric. I think she saw my glance as she bit her lip as she held her hand there a bit longer before letting go, the fabric loose again.

"It's okay daddy, I am 18 now, I can talk like an adult too." She said, sticking her tongue out at me. She was halfway through her second beer and I could tell she was feeling it a little bit. The next words out of her mouth shocked me a bit. "Besides, what if it wasn't a strange woman?"

I sat there looking at her, the look in her eyes that I could not identify was back, but stronger this time. We sat in silence for a bit, just looking at each other, occasionally taking sips of our beers and smoking. The beer was flowing freely at this point and I could feel something inside me unlock, not quite sure what it was.

"Just what do you mean by that Muffin?" A nickname from when she was younger that I had not used for a while now but it seemed right for this moment. She finished the beer she had in one quick swallow, getting up to get another. Instead of sitting back in the chair across from me she came over and sat on my leg, wrapping her free arm around me.

"I am thinking I don't want my daddy to be all alone all the time." Her eyes held my own with her gaze. "And... I think I am tired of guys my age not knowing how to act." Before I could react she moved her face towards mine, her mouth finding mine, pressing her lips against me. My body reacted instinctively, my hands finding her hips as I returned her kiss. My tongue licking her lips and entering her mouth as she parted them for me. Her hands were around me, eagerly returning the kiss, it wasn't until she moaned softly I snapped out of whatever trance I was in and pulled back.

"Sarah... what are you... we doing?" Her hand ran up and down my face, my hands still on her sides as she sat in my lap. I was feeling very confused, but very aroused as well, I felt like i was walking in a minefield.

"Daddy... I've thought about this a lot, it's all I can think about lately. I want you to be happy and I want to be happy too and I am always happy when I spend time with you." I saw her bite her lip before continuing. "I even dressed like this today to see if I would get your attention and I saw you looking at me tonight, and..." she wiggled in my lap a bit, drawing a moan from me. "I can feel your reaction as well. Please daddy, I want to be with you and not just for sex..." she bit her lip again and I could see tears starting in her eyes. "I want to love you daddy, I want to be your wife."

I gasped at her words, I never thought she had these feelings for me. I did love her very much but had never thought once beyond her being my daughter and if I was being truthful to myself I was having a positive physical reaction to her this evening, especially with her sitting in my lap and having kissed her. Our eyes connected and held, watching each other. Our hands slowing moving up and down each other's bodies, just contact not trying to cause arousal. "Sweetie... I don't know what to say to that... how, why?... Are you sure?" My daughter was right, I was lonely and not able to make any connections. It was always a highlight when she came around and spent time with me, it was relaxed and not forced when we talked and spent time together.

"I don't know the how or why daddy, I just know it is what I want, in my heart and in my body." She leaned forward to kiss me again, I didn't resist, I couldn't I returned the kiss, pulling her close. After what felt an eternity she broke the kiss, smiling at me. "Take me to bed daddy, please." I stood up, carrying her into my bedroom, setting her to stand beside the bed. We both undressed in front of each other, I couldn't help by be amazed at the gorgeous woman she had grown into. Her breasts were firm and right there, a C cup easily, begging for my touch. Her nipples hard and pointed on her large areolas. The curves of her hips and waist leading my eyes downward, taking in the shaved haven between her thighs. Her eyes were taking in my body, it was not perfect, I had always had a bit of weight on me but her eyes drank me in like water. We climbed into bed together, laying there touching and kissing. Rolling onto her back, her fingers tracing my side, she whispered to me.

"Daddy, please, make me your wife..." Her legs opened for me as I settled my body over her, kissing her as I guided myself to the warmth waiting for me. Her legs and arms wrapped around me as I entered her, both of us sighing feeling our bodies joining together. Passion and love moving between us as our bodies moved together, me pushing down, her pushing up to meet me. Our kissing soft and gentle as our bodies moved together.

I felt her nails dig into my back, "Daddy, I am gonna cum." She moaned as I felt the her tighten around my length inside her, her heat rushing around me as her climax broke. I held my own off as she rode hers out, but I was moments away from my own release.

"Baby, you have to let go, I am about to cum." Her hold around me tightened, the love and desperation in her eyes.

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"No Daddy, I meant what I said, make me your wife, completely." The look in her eyes was too much, I couldn't stop. As my orgasm started her legs tightened even more around me, "Yes, daddy, yes my love."

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*This one might be too soft for most, but it's what has been rattling around in my head