There's always a catch...
Again, starting with her feet, I massage my way up her legs. With each muscle, there are motions that evict light moans out of Debbie. I loved the feel of her legs, the thin covering of hair on them. With the oil, it produced just the right amount of resistance. I found myself working on Debbie's upper legs. I have to admit, when I massage a woman, even my own daughter, I get a bit mesmerized. But I could swear that Debbie was also spreading her legs as I massaged her inner quads.
Time to move to her other leg, I decide.
Umm, nice feet. I continue to work my way from her toes to her waist. This time I guess I got a bit more dazed, as I suddenly notice I'm feeling hair again. My own daughter! But again, I could swear she also gave a slight moan as I brushed her bush. Foggy headed, I just had to know if I was hearing right. The next pass, I stopped way before her slit. But on the next rub, I continued up until I felt hair. She did moan! It was very soft, but I realized my daughter was moaning!
This was just too much for me to contemplate. I gave her a few more strokes, then said, "Well honey, that's about it for tonight."
"Thanks Dad, that was great. I've never had someone give me such a thorough muscle massage before."
"Well, you're welcome honey. Any time you put in ten miles you can call me up."
Both the girls laugh. I better watch out, or I could be offering a weekly massage!
As I start to settle back onto the couch, Lisa says, "Hey Mr. D, why don't Debbie and I give you a massage. It's not like you haven't had to work your legs today." It was true, it seemed like I had walked all over town doing errands.
"OK," I say, as I lay down in front of the TV.
"I'll take the left leg," says Debbie. Lisa grabs my right foot.
Wow. I've had quite a few massages in my day, but this is the first time I've had two people work on me at the same time. It's kind of like 1+1 equals three or four. With all of their hands working on me, I was quickly off into my trance world.
The girls were pretty good. They both applied careful, long, deep strokes to my muscles. I had on my "running shorts" (not that I get much running in them these days, but I sure love their looseness), and they quickly made my muscles relax. As they got to my upper legs, I realized that I was getting a bit turned on again. My cock was starting to swell down my left leg. As Debbie got closer and closer to it, I got excited and worried at the same time. "In your dreams," I told myself. "There's no way your getting any relief other than in your dreams."
Suddenly Debbie's hand touched my cock. Just a light touch, as she massaged up under my shorts. But I gave a bit of a jump. Neither girl said anything, but just kept up their work. A few more strokes, and Debbie touched me again. This time her hand rested for a moment, then gave me a light squeeze.
"Lisa, it's time," she said.
I turned my head just in time to see each of them lifting off their t-shirts.
"Dad," says Debbie, "just relax. Lisa and I have been planning a little surprise for you. We both know how your love life has been on hold for the past few years, and we wanted to thank you for all the time you've devoted to us."
I didn't know what to say, but suddenly Lisa was sliding my shorts down off my legs. "I guess you won, Debbie. I always thought it should be you."
Debbie reached down between my legs and grabbed my cock. "Ooh Dad, I want to give you so much. Why don't you roll over now." Gently the two girls rolled me over. As they did, my cock sprang up to full attention.
Debbie produced a condom and some lube from who knows where, and next thing I knew I was fully 'dressed.' "Dad, I'm so wet I'm going to slide you right into me," she said as she massaged my cock and straddled my waist.
"But honey, don't you want a little something first?" I asked.
"Daddy, we plan on keeping you up all night. Don't you worry, I'll get everything I need before the night is through."
And the next thing I knew she was sliding me into her.