Pt 3

“They told us about sex in school.” Becca grinned cheekily, wriggling a little on Sam’s lap. A quick glance to the side confirmed to him that Sophie was doing the same with Keith. “They told us it was something we might want to do when we’re older,” she explained, “but we’re not going to get any older if you kill us tomorrow!”

“Good point!” Sam chuckled, finding her enjoyed the feeling of his naked young daughter squirming around on his lap far more than he would ever have expected. It was not that unusual for her to sit on his lap for a cuddle and not entirely unknown for her to be naked at the time, after the bath or before bed or just on a very hot day but there was something very different about this time – her embrace felt less like a cuddle and more like a lap dance! “I guess that’s something you’re just gonna have to miss out on?” He had a feeling he knew where this conversation was headed and what was on his little girl’s mind but needed her to be the one to say it.

“Well we were thinking, since we don’t get to grow up, can you show us sex tonight?”

“You want to have sex with me?” Sam asked, wondering not only whether it was something he could bring himself to do but also how his wife might feel about it.

“No!” Becca pulled a shocked, angry face and lent backwards. “You’re my Daddy! That’s really gross!”

“Oh…” Sam blushed furiously. He had never felt more embarrassed or ashamed at having miss-read a situation. “I thought…” But before he could say any more, Becca erupted into a fit of giggles and Sophie did the same on her equally confused father’s lap.

“Silly Daddy!” The six year old grinned. “I want to have sex with Uncle Keith! Sophie wants to have sex with you!” The two men looked at each other in surprise, then at their wives, both of whom seemed to be trying very hard to suppress their own laughter.

“Well?” Brenda asked, “What do you think, boys?” Both little girls sat back and looked expectantly at their dads. “Don’t keep the girls waiting!”

“Would you be okay with it?” Keith asked a little tentatively. “I mean, it’s not like I’d thought about it before but if it’s what the girls want…” A brief flash of eye-contact with Sam told him that they were on the same page. “They’re doing us a massive favour after all.”

“It’s not like it’s going to be a long-term thing!” Brenda laughed. “I’m pretty sure I can let Becca borrow you tonight then I get you back tomorrow when she’s sausages!” For a second the kind-hearted woman was worried she had been a little too blunt but seeing the way the girls giggled at this description showed her that no offence had been taken.

“What about you?” Sam asked Rita. “Would you mind?”

“Well if it was Melissa I might have an issue,” Rita teased, “unless she was getting the chop too! But like Brenda says, I think I can manage without you for one night!”

“Well I guess that’s settled then!” Sam laughed as the girls shared a high-five before crawling across the various laps on the sofa to sit on their chosen partners rather than their fathers. “So I guess you want to finish the movie first, huh?”

“No!” Sophie grabbed the front of his shirt and started unbuttoning. “We want to do sex right now!”

“Woah!” Rita laughed, “Steady on, girls! Why don’t you take your men upstairs to the big bedroom? I’m sure you’ll all fit in the bed there and there’s the en suite shower you can use too!” Sam was very surprised – not only was his wife agreeing to him having sex with a six year old girl while his best friend fucked their own daughter but she was suggesting it all take place in their marital bed! Before he had time to question his wife, however, Sophie had jumped off his lap and was tugging on his hand. Becca was doing the same to her Uncle Keith.

“Well I guess we’re off up to bed!” Keith laughed. “See you in the morning, ladies!”

“Have fun!” Both wives laughed, highly amused both by the enthusiastic horniness of their young daughters and by the confusion and discomfort of their husbands. “I don’t know about you,” Brenda grinned at Rita, “but I’m in the mood to open another bottle of wine!”

“That sounds like a good plan to me!” Rita grinned. “After all, why should those four have all the fun?”