Sins of a Father, Chapter 1

InTheWind

"Robert Anderson comes back to his hometown after many years in Europe. He plans to spend more time with his pre-teen daughter Cindy who he's only been able to visit on occasion since her birth."

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Robert Anderson landed at the airport of his home town. He had been overseas for the last ten years, but he always came back a few times a year for one reason. To see his daughter Cindy. She had a birthday next week. She would turn eleven.

Robert did well for himself in Europe, very well. He was a computer guy. A real fix it man. Mostly self-taught, although he did have a computer science degree. He was now self-employed and had been building a client base back in the states for the sole reason to spend more time with his daughter. He always felt guilty of missing her grow thru the years.

Cindy was a typical ten-year-old. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes and a slim body. Cindy was a little tall for her age. Being in ballet and dance classes since was four years old Cindy was very fit. She didn't look much like Robert's ex-wife, but Robert had been told she look a lot like her grandmother on her mother's side. Who Robert remembered as very attractive and elegant lady and somewhat flamboyant.

Robert ex-wife, Clair, parents divorced shortly after he left the country. There were always rumors around town that Clair's mother, Laura was sleeping around behind her husband's back. Laura even flirted with Robert when he was dating Clair back in high school. When Clair wasn't in the room Laura would tell Robert that a tall handsome young man like him needed to find himself an older woman who could teach him about the joys of the flesh.

Clair had confided in Robert that she believed her mother's father, her grandfather, molested her mother when she was a child and that this relationship continued even today. Clair’s mother even tried to convinced Clair to touch her grandfather's penis under the water in the hot tub when she was ten. Apparently when no one else was around Laura and he father would hot tub in the nude and got Clair to join them one time, but Clair kept her swimsuit on.

Clair despised her mother and thought her mother and grandfather were sick. Robert never told her but he found the story arousing. Giving him ideas he never thought about. Robert had incest and little girl fantasies ever since.

Clair became pregnant in the back seat of Robert’s vintage Galaxy. A car Robert and his father rebuilt together. He still owed the Galaxy and it has been sitting in storage for the last ten years at his father house. Robert's dad kept the car well maintained.

When Clair found out she was pregnant they quickly married. He was eighteen. She was seventeen. It didn't last and shorty after Cindy was born Robert left for London. Where he landed a well-paid internship developing software and had been in Europe ever since.

But now he back in his home town. Cindy didn't know but Robert purchased a home less than a mile away from Clair's. In a new secluded housing development. Robert did let his ex-wife know, but made her promise not to tell Cindy. Robert was actually back in town several times this month preparing his new home. Neither his daughter nor ex-wife knew about these trips.

When Robert left the plane, he heard a sweet little voice shout "Daddy" as Cindy ran to him. She flew into his arms and hugged him. Cindy adored her father. He was big and strong and the most handsome man on the planet as far as she was concerned. Robert held her up his arm under her denim covered butt. Cindy leaned back and said, "Is it true you’ll be here for my birthday.

"Yes," Robert said. Cindy hugged him again saying, "This is the best birthday present ever." Robert looked over at his ex-wife and lowered Cindy to her feet. "Hi Clair," he said. "Hello Robert, " she replied, rather coldly.

"You have Cindy for the rest of today and tomorrow. Which means you need to take her to her ballet class. I'll see this tomorrow evening. Don’t be late. She turned and left. "Daddy why is mom always mad at you?" Cindy asked, looking up at her father.

"I think she wants more money out of me," he replied.

"But daddy you always keep up with your support payments and more. I've learned this now that I'm eleven," she said smiling at her daddy. "I think she's mad because let the best-looking man in the whole world get away."

"Almost eleven," Robert said, smiling at his daughter. "Let's go get my bags. I have a surprised for you."

"What!", Cindy said.

"Be patient," he said. "you'll find out soon enough."

Father and daughter walked hand in hand and retrieved Robert's bags, hailed a taxi and left the airport. As they approach Cindy’s neighborhood, Cindy looked out the window and asked, "Are we going to my house?"

"No, you'll see," Robert said. They went up the hill and pulled into the new development. When the taxi pulled to a stop in the driveway. Cindy looked out the window at a large home on a large plot of land. Cindy got out. Robert paid the driver and retrieved his bags. Cindy looked up at her father and said, "Is this your house daddy?"

"Yes," Robert said, "I'm moving back to town for good."

Cindy jumped up and down screaming. Really daddy, really!" She hugged her father and ran to the front door.

"Let's enter thru the garage," Robert said. He pulled a remote out of his pocket and opened one door to the three-car garage. Cindy ran in and stopped and stared. "Are all these cars yours?" she asked.

"Yes," he said. Cindy said, "You much be rich." Cindy said. "Well let's just say well off," Robert replied. In the garage was Robert's vintage Galaxy, a new GMC truck and a small hybrid. Cindy walked to the Galaxy running her finger along the side. Robert eyes went to his daughter's ass as it moved under her tight denim shorts. Her little ass was round, plump and shapely for a girl so young. "Oh, I bet her ass looks terrific out of those shorts," Robert thought. He was an ass man and Cindy had a spectacularly little derriere. He quickly shook these thoughts out of his head.

"What kind of car is this?" Cindy asked.

"It's a Galaxy. Built long before you were born," Robert said.

"But it looks so new," Cindy said.

"Your grandfather and I rebuilt it when I was a teenager," Robert said, "and for the last ten years it been at his house in storage."

"Oh, it's very nice," Cindy said. With her back turned towards Robert he had troubled keeping his eyes off his daughter's round little ass. Cindy turned and said, "Let's go inside!"

Robert lead his daughter over to the door and opened it. Cindy looked up at her daddy and ran in. Robert went back to the driveway and retrieved his bags and Cindy's overnight bag. When he came back in her found Cindy running around opening every closet and door. "The kitchen is huge!" Cindy screamed and there's are fireplaces in the living room, and that room Cindy said pointing to Robert's den.

Cindy looked over at the patio door. Her eyes grew wide, "Daddy you have pool, a swimming pool!" She ran out the patio door. Robert followed. "This is great," she shouted as she ran around the pool. She ran to her daddy. Looking up at him she said, but I didn't bring my suit. "No worries," we need to run a few errands before your dance class.

"A two piece," she asked. "Sure," Robert replied. "A bikini," Cindy asked. "Ok," Robert said, "but don't tell your mother."

"Yes!" Cindy shouted.

Thoughts of dressing his daughter in a small thong, or even a sexy sling bikini entered Robert's mind. He again shook these out of his head. "Let's go upstairs, I'll show you your room," Robert said. Cindy grabbed her father's hand saying, "Come on daddy I want to see my room." Cindy practically dragged her father upstairs. At the top of the stairs, Cindy asked, “which way?” Robert lead his daughter down the hall and to her room. Cindy ran in. The walls were white with a pink with blue wallpaper strip running along the center of the room. There was a desk, two dressers and bed covered in a pink bedspread and night stands on either side. Cindy stared at her room, "Daddy this is wonderful. It's much bigger than my bedroom at mom’s house," Cindy said, "and a pink. I love pink."

The closet’s mirrored," Cindy said as she walked to it. She opened the closet doors. It was a small walk in closet. Cindy turned to her daddy and said, "Daddy my closet is huge, you'll need to buy me more clothes to fill it up," she said looking over at Robert with a smile.

Robert chuckled, "Did you notice the bathroom," nodding his head to a door off to the side. "I have my own bathroom," Cindy said, wide eyed.

"Yes," Robert said. He walked to the door and opened it. Cindy followed. "All the towels are pink the rug is pink." Cindy shouted, she turned to the shower door and opened it. She leaned in. Cindy didn't know it but she was giving her father a great view of shapely little ass.

Robert thought, "I want to peel those tight short off her." Cindy bent over further and rose on her toes as she looked at the inside of the bathtub. "This is big tub. I Think me and you and me could fit in this together. Do you want to give me a bath?" Cindy giggled. Her voice echoed in the shower.

"Stop it," Robert thought, "she can't know what she is doing. She's only ten. It's innocent." Robert's cock began to expand as thoughts of washing his naked little daughter in the tub ran thru his mind.

Cindy stood back up and turned around. Her daddy's uncomfortable expression made her smile. Cindy was trying to entice her daddy. She was having naughty thoughts of her own. "Show me your room daddy, "Cindy said softly, trying to act sultry.

"Of course," Robert said feeling light headed. Cindy approached Robert and said, "Carry me to your room daddy." Looking up at him.

"Ok, but we need to make this quick. We need to run errands before your dance class." Robert reached down picked up his little daughter. Resting her on his forearm. Cindy placed her arm over her daddy's shoulder as he carried her out of her room and down the hall. They passed several other doors. Cindy wondered what was behind them but said nothing. Cindy felt her daddy give her ass a little squeeze. She smiled to herself.

At the double doors to the master bedroom Robert lower Cindy to her feet again squeezing her ass again. He couldn't help himself. Robert took Cindy's hand and opened the doors. "Daddy your bedroom is huge, more than huge," Cindy said. All the furniture in Robert room were in a Spanish mission style. A king-sized bed, two night stands, a standalone tall dresser, an armoire with a mirror above.

Cindy ran to the armoire stood on her toes, spreading her legs slightly and leaned over it. Cindy displayed her ass to her father intentionally. She had noticed his gaze and knew her father like looking at her tushie. Cindy looked at her father thru the mirror and said, "You have nice furniture in your bedroom. Cindy shifted from one leg to the other.

Thoughts of standing behind his daughter filled Roberts head, with her shorts pulled down as he entered her. Cindy ran to the king size bed and leaned over it pointing her ass at her father. She crawled up on the bed and fell to her stomach. "I bet you and me and a bunch of my friends could sleep in a bed this big," Cindy said. Robert groaned inwardly, "She can't know what she’s doing she not even eleven,"

Cindy ran into the master bath and screamed saying, "There's a shower and a bathtub, but where’s the toilet?" Robert said, “Over hear.” And open the door to the toilet closet.

Robert said, "Cindy, we need to get you to your dance class." Cindy walked over trying to look appealing to her daddy swinging her hips. She was only eleven and learned this from movies. Robert smiled at her awkwardness and thought, "She is trying to act sexy. She must have a schoolgirl crush on me."

"Let's move sweet cheeks," he said.

"Can we take your Galaxy," Cindy asked.

"Of course," Robert replied.

"Good," Cindy said, "I want to go to my class in style."

A vintage Galaxy was not exactly style in Robert's mind, but he like the fact his daughter thought so. They headed downstairs and Cindy grabbed her bag. Unknown to her father Cindy brought the most reveling dance leotard. They walked to garage. Cindy ran to the driver’s door of the Galaxy and crawled in on all fours, again presenting to her ass to her father. "She's got to know what she's doing. Little flirt," Robert thought.

As they drove to Cindy's dance class Cindy admire the interior of Robert's Galaxy, "The front seat is huge," Cindy said. She laid on her back with her head on Robert's leg, "We could sleep in hear," she said. Cindy got on her knees leaning over the seat. She moved her ass back and forth. Knowing she had gained her father's attention. "The back seat is just as big," she said.

"Cindy," Robert said, "sit down and put on your seat belt." Trying to act fatherly. Cindy did so. "So, you and grandpa built this car?" she asked. "No, we rebuilt it. We found it in the back yard of a man who sold it to us. It was a rusty mess when we started. But with a little elbow grease we restored it so it looked like brand new. Like now."

"Wow," Cindy said, "so you must know a lot about cars."

"A little," Robert said, "but your granddad knows a lot. Without him this car would be nothing but a pile of junk by now."

“Where do we go to get you a new suit?” Robert asked? “New bikini.” Cindy said,” There’s beach shop at strip mall just ahead. Let’s go there.”

In the shop, there were rows and rows of women’s swimwear. Cindy quickly found the bikinis, selected several that she like and walked to the changing rooms. “Come on daddy, you need to tell me which ones looked good on me.” Robert followed feeling uncomfortable about having his little girl model swimsuits for him, but the store was empty.

Cindy entered a room. Robert took a seat nearby. He could see Cindy’s cute feet as she removed her sandals, shorts, and pink panties. Soon her feet stepped into a white bikini bottoms. Cindy steeped out of the changing room. To his relief, the bikini wasn’t to revealing.

“How’s it looked?” Cindy asked.

“Nice,” Robert replied.

Cindy turned around legs slightly spread, arched her back and rose on her toes. “How’s it look from the back?” Cindy asked, looking over her shoulder at her daddy.

Robert stared as Cindy presented her ass to him and what a nice little ass it was. “Ah, it’s looks good,” Robert said. Cindy smiled. She like the way her daddy looked at her ass. Cindy model several other bikinis for Robert. Each time presenting her ass to his gaze. But Robert wasn’t gazing at his daughter’s ass he was ogling it.

After the last one Cindy came out of the changing room. “I don’t want these two,” Cindy said. “So which of these should I pick?” Cindy asked. “Let’s just buy all three.” Robert said.

“Really,” Cindy said, “Thanks dad.”

They went to the grocery store where Robert picked up some items for dinner.

They pulled in front of the dance studio and went inside. Cindy turned to Robert saying, "You’re going to stay and watched me right." Robert smiled down at his daughter and said, "I wouldn't miss this for the world," he said. Cindy smiled, turned and hurried to back of the studio to get changed. An older attractive lady approached Robert. Wearing a full body dance suit.

"So, you are Cindy's father, right?" she asked. Robert noticed a Russian accent. "Yes," Robert said, reaching his hand out to shake hers. She cupped his hands in both of hers, saying "My name is Anastasia, I'm the class mistress." she said, "Your daughter is one of most my best students. She always brings joy to audience at residuals. You’re going to stay and watched the class, no?" she asked, "You will be proud."

"Yes," Robert said.

"Good. A daughter needs a father in her life. Cindy desires that." Anastasia said, and walked away. Robert took a seat in front facing the dance studio. With a few other parents. Several small girls were out. Some stretching, but most chit-chatting amongst themselves.

Cindy came out from the back wearing a back leotard cut very high on her hips and ballet slippers. Her long blonde hair in a ponytail. Even from a distance Robert could tell she wasn't wearing panties. There wear no panty lines and the leotard was snug against her body. Robert could see his daughter's pussy cleft. Cindy smiled at her father.

Anastasia clapped her hands saying, "Girls warm up. Grab a partner."

The girls paired off getting on the floor. Cindy sat down facing her father. She gripped her partner's forearms. They both spread their legs. Cindy placed her feet on her partner's lower thighs and pulled her forward. Anastasia said, "Pull your partner to you and push her, past her point of pain. Make sure to rock her body into you."

Cindy leaned back and pulled her partner forward like her mistress said. Pulling and releasing her. Pressing her feet against her partner's thighs.

"Switched," Anastasia said. The girls changed their positions with Cindy's legs spread and her partner's feet against her thighs. Cindy was very limber and legs completely wide opened. Her little leotard cover pussy pressed against the floor. As her leotard slid up, Cindy's pussy mons exposed themselves. As Cindy’s pussy pressed into on the floor Robert’s stare between her legs did not go unnoticed by her.

Next the girls pressed on their partner’s back as they sat spread leg on the floor pushing their little chests towards the floor. Cindy laid her entire lower body on the floor doing the splits as her partner pressed on her back.

“Benches,” Shouted Anastasia. The girls grabbed several benches stacked on one wall and line these into two rows down the middle on the studio. They lined up in the middle benches. They all leaned forward placing their hands on the floor then spreading their legs they did the splits with their thin legs up on the rows of benches. Cindy spread her legs further then what Robert thought was humanly possible. With her groin below the bottom of the benches she placed her hands on her ankles as she leaned forward. "Oh, the possibilities," Robert thought

The little ballerinas went thru a variety of stretches. When Anastasia said, "Let's begin. Approach the barre. Cindy came to the front or the studio and took the spot on the barre in front of her daddy. She wanted to give him a good view of her as she did her barre exercises.

Anastasia would shout a position out and the girls would perform it using the barre for support. Robert watch as Cindy bent over and grabbed on ankle rising the leg to stand on one leg. She brought her leg behind her body and extended it in a straight line. Then she turned her back to him and repeated the move with other leg. Giving her daddy a very nice view of her flexible little body. Her leotard exposed much of her round little ass slipping into her ass cheeks. And between her legs the slim slip of crotch material barely covered her pussy leaving her mons clearly visible.

Then, she repeated the move but bent her knee at an angle. Again, she turned around to continue with the other leg. Robert thought, “She’s so limber.” He wondered if his daughter notice his stare.

After class on the drive home. Cindy asked, “Did you enjoy the class?” Robert replied, “Yes, I had no idea you were such a good dancer. I missed so much being away from you.”

Cindy said, "Well no you’re back in town and can make up for all those years.” Cindy paused for a moment and shyly said, You'll know daddy back in the old day’s older gentlemen would sponsor young ballerinas by giving money and gifts. Their expected certain favors in return."

"What kind of favors?" Robert asked.

"You know... sexual favors daddy," Cindy said blushing, "I saw the way you were looking at me during class. Maybe you want to be my sponsor," Cindy giggled. Not knowing how to respond Robert just smiled, and said “Cindy behave, I’ve just never seem a dance class before.” After his words came out Robert thought, “That was not a god response.” Cindy took off her seat belt and slid across the seat next to him. She took his hand and place it on her thigh. "Daddy after I shower would give me a massage. My legs are sore," Cindy said.

Robert's cock twitched, "Sure honey," he replied.

When they got home, Cindy ran to her room and hopped in the shower. After fifteen minutes Cindy called down, "Daddy could you come up now?"

Robert walk up the stairs, went to his room, grab massage oil and entered Cindy room. Cindy was on her bed laying on her stomach and up on her elbows. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap t-shirt and pink panties. She smiled at her daddy, and said, “I’m ready for you daddy.” Robert was feeling uneasy.

Robert got behind her. He squeezed out a thin line of oil along the back her calve. He rubbed the oil in by Wrapping his large hands around her calves and massaging down her up her calve muscles, bringing his hands back and massaging down again. “That’s feels good daddy,” Cindy said. He moved to his other calve and repeated this. Robert move up the bed sitting on her calves. He ran a line of oil on the top of her thigh down. He spread the oil over her thigh. Placing his hands on either side of her thigh he slid them up. His large hands wrapped around his daughter thin leg.

Robert stopped when his hands were right below Cindy’s panty cover pussy. Robert lightly caressed the sensitive skin of Cindy's inner thigh with his fingers. He moved his hands back down and slid them back repeated the touch to her inner thigh.

"You give a nice massage daddy," Cindy sighed.

Feeling that his touch wasn't alarming his daughter on the next pass Robert let the side of his finger lightly rub Cindy's pussy thru her panties as he caressed her inner thigh. On the next trip, as Robert hands moved up Cindy arched her back raising her hips up. Embolden Robert pressed his finger against her pussy and moved it up and down as he caressed her inner thigh.

He switched to his daughter's other thigh. Cindy kept her hips up and Robert rubbed her pussy on each pass up. He was beginning to feel moisture thru her panties. Robert moved his hands back down and massage both of Cindy's thighs at the same time sliding both hands up either thigh. As his hand approach her ass Cindy whispered, "Higher."

Robert slid his hands to her lower butt cheeks and rubbed her smooth skin. "Higher," Cindy said quietly, "My bottom's sore" Robert dick grew to full erection he brought his hands to the little round ass he been staring at all day and squeezed her panty cover ass, caressed her loving and bought his hands back down for the next pass up her thighs. Cindy lowered her hands slipped he thumbs under her panties and push them over her ass. "I don't want oil on my panties," she said.

Robert gasped and stared down at the most beautiful little bare ass he had ever seen. Very bad thoughts ran thru his head. His cock twitched. "She's has got to know what she's doing. That was not an innocent move," Robert thought. Against his better judgement, Robert squeezed her ass cheeks and massaged them firmly. "Her ass is fantastic," Robert thought, "it's firm but so smooth and soft."

Cindy watched her daddy in the closet mirrors. She had her father's attention, the type of attention she desired. The way he was staring down as groped her ass, she knew he like it... liked to squeeze her naked ass.

After several minutes of Robert groping his daughter Cindy asked, "Daddy, could you massage my back please?”

"Sure baby," Robert replied. He reluctantly pulled his hands off her ass. Robert slid up Cindy legs his legs spread over hers. "Daddy, put your knee between my legs?' Cindy said.

Puzzled Robert said, "Ok." When he shifted positions. Cindy raised her ass up. Realizing what his daughter was up to Robert thought about pulling her panties completely off before he continued, but decided against it. Instead he raised up on his knees, gripped Cindy by her hips and brought her body down to him. When her pantie cover pussy reached his leg, he squatted down. Pulling Cindy's pussy over his knee and pressed her against him. He felt moisture on his thigh.

Robert pushed her shirt up and massaged her back with both hands. Cindy moved her hips from side to side sliding her pussy over Roberts thigh. Robert lower one hand down her back and to his daughter's ass assisting Cindy in her movements. Pressing her pussy against him.

"That's nice daddy," Cindy said.

Robert brought his other hand down and massage his daughter ass with both hands as she rolled her panty clad pussy on his knee. Bringing his hands to Cindy's hips Robert began to move his daughter up and down his thigh. "Oh, daddy," Cindy said. Robert now in control pressed her pussy against his thigh, grabbed her ass in both hands and slid his daughter's pussy up and down rocking her body

Robert looked over at the mirror to Cindy's reflection. Cindy eyes were closed. She had her index finger at her opened mouth. As he watched Cindy slid her finger into her mouth, closed her lips around it and sucked on it. "Fuck me," Robert thought.

Robert knew if he kept this up he would bring his daughter to a climax. Reluctantly Robert slowed and then stopped. "Massage is over baby," Robert said.

"That was the best massage ever daddy," Cindy sighed.

"Meet me downstairs, I’ll start dinner" Robert said.

When Cindy came into the kitchen. Robert was adding sauce to a pizza on a cooking tray. “Pizza, I love pizza.” Cindy said, “Where did learn to make pizza daddy?”

“Italy,” Robert replied as had added fresh mozzarella slices. He added pepperoni, basil and caramelized onions. He put the pizza in the preheated oven and set the timer and took a seat at the kitchen island across from his daughter.

“You must have had a lot of girlfriends while you were in Europe,“ Cindy said.

“What’s makes you think there was more than one?” Robert asked.

“Come on daddy. A handsome man like you. I bet those European gals were all over you,” Cindy said.

Robert smiled and changed the subject. “So, what have you been doing since school got out?”

“Just hanging out with my friends,” Cindy said, “we go shopping a lot. But really, we just look at things we wish we could buy. My friends will envy me with my new bikinis.”

The timer went off and Robert pulled the pizza from the oven and sliced it. “So, what do you want to drink?” Robert asked.

“Soda,” Cindy replied.

Robert got plates and brought the pizza over. He handed Cindy a slice saying, “Careful it’s hot.”

After it cooled Cindy took a bite. “This is really good,” Cindy said with a full mouth.

Dinner coming to an end, Robert asked, “Do you want to watch some TV before bedtime?” Robert asked.

“Yes,” Cindy said, “a movie. I’ll go up and change.”

Continue the series with Sins of a Father, Chapter 2