Dad took his clothes off. As we headed for the utility closet, he joked. "If I get electrocuted because my d**k touches a wire, you're gonna have to explain it."
"I'll just get dressed and leave. Tell everyone my dad's a perv and paid the price."
Dad smacked my ass. Well, he smacked it, but his hand lingered. I loved it. "Smart ass."
I wiggled my butt as his hand fell away, "But a nice ass."
Dad looked at my ass and said nothing.
The utility closet wasn't big, so we were on top of each other the whole time we worked. Nothing was energized, so we could work quickly, and we both knew what had to be done and in what order. We got into getting it done, and as a result, there was a lot of touching.
I've worked with Dad a hundred times. Fully dressed, of course. You brush against each othe
