Cindy was bending over in the living room to pick up a piece of paper that had been knocked off of the coffee table. She had just turned off the television, and she saw her father's reflection in the screen. He stared at her ass for just a second, and then he sucked in a breath, turned, and walked to his bedroom. It was so quick that afterward Cindy wasn't sure she had even seen it.
Over the course of the evening, she started subtly teasing her Daddy the way she had the boys and some of the male teachers in the school. She had to admit he was really good at keeping his glances discreet, but he was definitely looking. It was so exciting that it made her n*****s noticeably harder. He certainly noticed.
It wasn't the same as the reactions the boys in her school had—he wasn't getting an obvi
