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The Exchange

Chapter Thirteen

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Bob Bryant placed the purple suitcase on Betsey’s bed; only for the next few weeks it wouldn’t be Betsy’s bed, it would be the bed of the girl to whom the case belonged; a girl who Bob had picked up from the airport about an hour ago, after dropping his daughter off for her flight to England; a girl who had flown over on the same little private plane that Bob had seen Betsy disappear into after she gave him a surprisingly long and tight hug goodbye; a girl who had declared, “Hi, Daddy. My name is Robyn Begley. I’ll be your daughter for a next couple of months!” before giggling and giving Bob his second tight embrace in ten minutes. Bob's mind was already spinning and he had just met the girl.

Robyn had followed Bob up to the room and was now sitting on the bed. She wore a cranberry tee shirt, incredibly brief burgundy denim shorts and crimson tennis shoes (Bob hadn’t failed to notice those either). “Thanks for carrying my case up here, Daddy” The 15-year old said and then winked at Bob before continuing, “You don’t mind me calling you ‘Daddy’ do you?”

Bob intended to tell Robyn that hearing her calling him 'Daddy' made him feel uncomfortable, but was amazed to hear himself say “No, I don’t mind at all,” and then dropping his voice a little to add conspiratorially “but let’s just keep it between you and me”

Robyn’s eyes lit up and she clapped her hands together delightedly. Bob realized that, yes, he really did not mind hearing the pretty little girl calling him daddy at all.

Robyn popped the clasps of her case and opened it wide. At first, Bob thought that there was a small cloud of smoke resting on top of the clothes. Once Robyn picked it up however, it unfolded to reveal itself to be a sort of one piece swimsuit looking garment. The outfit was made of a mesh so fine and a fabric so thin that it was not so much transparent as it resembled a larger piece of smoke held between Robyn’s fingers.

Bob was intrigued, “What’s that?” he asked Robyn, who had begun to fold the garment up again.

“Oh this, Daddy?” Robyn replied as she placed the folded mesh on her pillow “It’s what I sleep in, I mean, you’d not want me to sleep stark naked or anything,” She paused “would you?”

Bob convinced himself he had imagined the pause and replied “No, no, of course not, I’ll be downstairs if you need anything” and with that Bob quickly left the room closing the door behind him.

Robyn slowly took out and put away the clothes in her case, finally hanging up the school uniform she’d brought all the way from England . It was, in all details except color, identical to the one Betsy had taken with her to the Village.

As she was hanging the uniform in the closet, Robyn noticed that Bob had not shut the door to the room as fully as it had first appeared. Smirking Robyn inquired in a quiet voice “Did you want something, Daddy?”

Behind the door, Bob’s muffled and embarrassed voice said “Oh no, no. I was just wondering if you’d like…tea. I know you British people like tea; I just came up here again to ask”

Robyn’s smirk grew broader, “Oh, that would be lovely, Daddy. I’ll be down in a little while” Robyn waited until she heard Bob walking down the stairs to the kitchen before closing her case and placing it beneath the bed. Then she opened the bedroom door and saw that there was another door along the hall that was tightly closed. “Time to explore a little” she thought.

***

Candace Bryant was attempting to make it through one of her reading assignments when she heard her father return home. She heard him walk upstairs and enter Betsy’s room. She heard an indistinct English accent and, after a while, she heard her father out in the hallway, talking about making tea.

Knowing her father was home did not help Candace concentrate on her homework. Instead, fleeting thoughts about what might happen if her father had come into her room filled her head.

Candace let out a sigh of resignation and closed her book. Standing up away from her desk, Candace walked over to her bed. Blushing as she made herself comfortable, Candace nervously undid the belt and the button of her jeans, then pulled down the zipper holding them closed. Pushing the pants down, Candace began to rub her pussy gently through her light green panties.

The knock at the door caused Candace to squeak in alarm and call out “J-just a minute!” Hurriedly, the 19-year old pulled her jeans back up, redid the button, buckled her belt and tried to compose herself as she sat up on the bed.

Robyn entered the room without a hint of trepidation, as if she had been in and out of it her entire life. “I thought I’d say hello,” she announced as she deposited herself next to Candace on the bed “I’m Robyn. You must be Candace”

Candace nodded, momentarily dumbstruck at the younger girl's confidence. Regaining the power of speech Candace said “Yes, I’m Candace”

Robyn smiled and looked around Candace’s room. “Wow, you are really lucky!” she declared as she locked gazes with the older teen.

Candace wrinkled her brow “Why’d you say that?”

“Well, first you have this great big house and this lovely room,” Robyn inched closer to Candace and in a lower voice added “and your dad’s absolutely gorgeous!”

“What?” Candace couldn’t believe what she heard.

“I said your dad is a hunk!” Robyn chuckled a little “If I were you, I’d have a hard time resisting the urge to let him catch me naked, or the desire to walk in on him in the shower”

Candace was flushed deep red and her eyes had a heavy, sleepy look to them.

Robyn reached out and placed her hands between Candace’s thighs. Candace snapped out of her stupor and cried “Hey! What are you doing?”

Calmly, Robyn pulled up the zipper Candace had left open and patted the front of Candace’s jeans “There, now you're respectable” she said and winked at the older girl.

Before Candace could respond, Bob called from downstairs “Robyn, your tea is ready”

Robyn bounced off the bed and took Candace’s hand “Come on” she said, “We should all have tea together: you, me, your mom and that sexy dad of yours”

Candace meekly allowed herself to be lead out of the room and down the stairs.

***

Robyn sipped her barely adequate tea and surveyed the three Bryants. Liz smiled at her and returned to gazing at Bob. She noticed Candace was also dreamily looking at her father, which made Robyn inwardly clap her hands with glee.

“…so I thought Candy could take you to the movies this evening which would be fun”

Bob said as he sipped his own tea, a drink he only had twice before in his life.

“Oh, that would be lovely” Robyn replied “if ‘Candy’ doesn’t mind”

Candace shot a glare in Robyn’s direction which was met by a wink from the petite redhead. “No, and I get a staff discount” the older girl replied with forced pleasantness “We can see whatever film you want”

***

“What do you want to see?” Candace stood with her arms folded while Robyn studied the listings at the front of the theater. After a brief moment Robyn muttered “Ah ha!” and turned to face Candace.

“I think we’ll get tickets for Into Great Silence” she replied.

“But that’s a long, almost silent documentary about monks!” Candace exclaimed.

“Yes and I want to see it!” Robyn continued with a smile.

Candace shrugged and stomped off to the ticket desk, Robyn strolled behind her.

Ryan was working the front tonight and Candace smiled as she approached him.

“Hi, Candy” Ryan called out “Who's your friend?”

“Uh, this is Robyn” Candace said dismissively, “We want two tickets for Into Great Silence please” and she rolled her eyes.

Ryan took Candace’s money and gave her the tickets.

The girls walked passed the concessions stands and all the way to the back of the multiplex, to the tiny auditorium that was showing their movie.

There was nobody in any of the seats when Candace and Robyn entered the auditorium, Candace headed to the front row to sit down.

Robyn took Candace’s hand and stopped her. “Let’s sit up there,” she said, indicating the furthest corner of the back row with a bob of her head. Candace nodded and the girls climbed the short stairway to the seats.

For a few minutes both girls sat looking ahead, saying nothing. The lights soon began to dim and, when they were alone in the dark, Robyn turned in her seat and placed her hand on Candace’s lap.

Before Candace knew what was happening, Robyn had pulled the zipper of Candace’s jeans all the way down and slid her fingers inside, past the older girl's panties until they connected with Candace’s cunt.

Candace began to say something, but the sensations Robyn’s fingers gave her made her stop.

“You like this don’t you, Candy?” Robyn murmured. Candace dumbly nodded.

“Good. Now I’m going to do this through the whole movie. Do you mind?”

“Noooooo” Candace moaned and squeezed her thighs around Robyn’s hand to prevent her from taking it away.

Robyn laughed, “Good, now let’s talk about your Dad some more…”

***

Bob Bryant lay awake gazing at the ceiling. Beside him, Liz lay on her belly, dead to the world. This was not surprising, after Candace and Robyn had left for the movies, Bob and Liz had all but sprinted to their bedroom to spend the evening fucking. Even in exhausted sleep, Liz had a sloppy, sated grin on her face.

Bob had drifted off a little while after Liz, but the sound of the girls returning home had awakened him. He had heard both of them enter Candace’s room and talk for a short while before Candace seemed to start sobbing. Shortly after that, Bob heard Candace’s door open and close, followed footsteps down the hallway to Robyn’s room. That had been an hour ago.

Bob sat up and looked over at his wife. She was still fast asleep. He carefully slipped out of bed so not to wake Liz and pulled on a pair of pajama bottoms. Bob opened his bedroom door and headed for the bathroom. Without turning on the light, Bob filled a glass with water and drank it without pausing.

As he left the bathroom, Bob hesitated. Instead of walking across the hall back to his bedroom, he felt compelled to walk quietly down the hallway, where he could see Robyn’s door standing wide open.

Bob walked softly passed Candace’s firmly shut door and stopped at the edge of Robyn’s door frame. In the low light from the night lights in the hallway Robyn looked like an enchanted princess, her red hair shiny from multiple brush strokes and her lips parted as if in anticipation of a kiss.  Bob inched closer to see his guest more clearly.

Robyn’s eyes slowly opened. She turned to face Bob and smiled “Do you need anything, Daddy?” She asked and sat up in bed. Even in the low light, Bob saw that the sleep suit was anything but modest and that Robyn wore absolutely nothing under it. The two dark patches of her nipples were obvious even now. Bob felt his prick stir at the sight.

Robyn pushed her covers off and swung herself around so that her feet were on the ground. “Come closer, Daddy, and close the door” the pretty teen commanded. Bob obeyed before he had even thought about it.

Now, in almost complete darkness, Bob stood at the edge of Robyn’s bed, unsure of what was about to happen, but awaiting the next words from Robyn. After what seemed an eternity Robyn whispered, “Sit by me, Daddy!” Almost immediately, Bob did as told.

The couple sat in silence for a moment until Robyn moved along the bed closer to Bob, put her arm around his back, and rested her head against his chest.

Bob swallowed hard. “So,” he said in as casual a voice as he could manage “did you enjoy the movie?”

“Oh yes, Daddy” Robyn replied her voice still heavy with sleep “Candy and I had a lot of fun”

“Oh good” Bob replied, trying to ignore the silky feel of the sleep suit against his side and the slight but intoxicating scent of arousal that had begun pervade the room.

“Candy loves you, Daddy” Robyn mentioned nonchalantly “I don’t blame her” Bob thought he heard two little snaps accompanying the last utterance. Robyn took hold of Bob’s hand and pulled it toward her. Bob offered no resistance.

Bob felt the warm oily juice that covered the hairless lips of Robyn’s cunt. Bob’s cock sprang to full erection, escaping through the opening in his pajamas. Bob sighed and began to tickle the girl’s tight little pussy. Robyn placed her had over Bob’s “No, Daddy” she admonished, “It’s wrong!”

Bob stopped immediately. Hanging his head he mumbled, “Oh god, you’re right, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” the shame weighing his voice down like lead.

“It’s wrong, Daddy,” Robyn continued as she slowly ran her finger tip up and down the underside of Bob’s prick “to do this to me when you’ve not even pay so much as a scrap of attention to Candy at all”

The couple sat in silence for a minute, Bob not moving his hand from Robyn’s cunt and Robyn continuing to caress Bob’s cock.

“I suppose” whispered Robyn thoughtfully “that if I saw that you were a good daddy to Candy, a daddy who gave his loving daughter everything she wanted and needed . . . ” Robyn paused and yawned before continuing, “Even if what that loving daughter wanted and needed was her daddy’s big, thick cock.” She brushed her lips against the shaft of Bob’s prick following her kiss with a brief lick with the very tip of her tongue. “I suppose if I knew you were a good daddy to Candy, then I simply couldn’t deny you anything you wanted”

Bob gaped at the depraved and perverted suggestion Robyn had made. Robyn, who was a guest in his house. Robyn, who was the same age as his youngest daughter. Robyn, who called him Daddy in a way that made Bob think of anything but innocent Father-Daughter relationships. Robyn, who wore nothing in bed but the finest, thinnest silk mesh. Robyn, whose pussy grew hotter and wetter beneath his fingers with each passing moment. Robyn, who was nuzzling gently at Bob’s aching balls.

“Promise?” Bob croaked.

Robyn stopped her ministrations and yawned again, “Oh yes, Daddy” she said, her voice ecstatic, but husked with sleepiness “Cross my heart!” She yawned again, “It’s late, Daddy. I should get to sleep” the 15-year old slid off the bed and stood up. She walked to the door and opened it. Her sleep suit had escaped from between her legs and was currently bunched up around her waist.

Bob stood up, his prick still stood straight out of his pajamas as he joined Robyn in the doorway. “Do I get a kiss good night, Daddy?” the pretty redhead asked, biting her lip. Bob nodded and the couple embraced. Unable to stop himself Bob reached down and grabbed Robyn’s naked butt. The girl squeaked and broke the kiss “Not till I know you’re a good Daddy!” she said but winked at him. “Before you go, could you do my suit back up, Daddy?”

Bob knelt in front of the girl, and pulled the mesh garment down her body. As he did, he saw how wet her perfectly hairless cunt was and found himself fighting the urge to lick some of the glistening juice that bejeweled Robyn’s labia and her clit that peaked between the puffy lips.

As soon as Bob snapped the fasteners together, Robyn said “Thank you, Daddy. See you in the morning” and skipped back to her bed. Bob stood up, his cock still no softer than before, left the room, closing the door behind him.

Bob paused outside Candace’s room, his hand hovering over the door handle. All he had to do was open it and wake her up and they could… Bob blushed at what he intended to do in that instance. Shamefacedly he made his way to his own room.

Bob Bryant lay awake gazing at the ceiling. Beside him, Liz lay on her belly dead to the world. The palm and fingers of his right hand were sticky with Robyn Begley’s slowly drying cunt lube. Bob still couldn’t sleep, but now he had myriad obscene thoughts and the constant throbbing of his iron hard prick to keep him company.

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