Throwing a dressing gown around her, she walks into the kitchen. Why her head felt like it had been hit with a hammer was no mystery, counting the emp...ty bottles of wine on the table it was obvious. The rattling of the pots and pans by Bridget made her eyes blink in time with every metallic bang."Oh good you are up I've made breakfast" Bridget says with a smile"You're up early hun it's not even seven yet" Bern replies as she swallows down two headache tablets"I've been up for a while. I can't. ...A few days pass like normal. We're a typical happy family. My wife makes breakfast and dinner we play with and take care of Laura and I act like everything is normal...Then comes the night...my wife leaves at 8pm to work her night shift. She'll be gone all night until 8am tomorrow. This is the night. Im going to fuck my daughter finally...I think back to about a year ago when Laura accidentally popped her cherry while riding her bike. She cried a little and my wife cleaned her up. I knew. Mike says shut up why you saying my business and they laughed . Darrel said you ready I say yes I go back to trying bro get it up again and josh tells me to get lower so when I spread my legs more I felt him put it in and I straightened up and he said sorry and laughed . I felt like I can trust a little so I moved my hands from behind me to focus on Darrel who was getting hard watching me take josh slowly . Once josh hits that spot where it gets really tight he tells me holy shit this is some. ”“It’s not a joking matter,” said Hannah, tensely. “That is not a subject for polite discussion, joking or not.”“Well, guys talk about how big a girl’s boobs are,” said Harper, defensively.“And that’s not appropriate, either,” said Hannah.“Okay,” said Harper. “No more joking. I’m trying to be grown up about this, Mom. And I really wouldn’t feel comfortable using another model, a stranger. I just feel like Bob is family.”Hannah turned to look at me.“How do you feel about this, now?” she asked..