I Let My Dad

I moved back home after college. It was supposed to be just until I got established. I was a new RN working at the hospital. I lived at home saving up money. My dad was a professor and had taken care of my sisters and I after my mom had died when we were kids. He was always so supportive and we never saw him really date after mom died. I had been home for about 3 months when I came home from work and dad had been drinking. It was the anniversary of my mom’s death. He asked if I wanted a drink so we shared some wine, a lot of wine. We eventually started talking about him being alone. The alcohol loosened our inhibitions and we started talking about sex. He told me that he had sex with a few women since mom passed but it had only been a couple of times. He even admitted to masterbating almost daily and watching porn. We eventually decided to call it a night and both of us were drunk. I am still not sure why I did it but when we passed his room I just went in with him. We didn’t say much as we undressed other than him asking if I was sure. I just nodded as I couldn’t trust myself to speak. We got into bed, both naked, and I was amazed at the passion I experienced. It was, without doubt, the best sex I had ever experienced. The next morning he was shy and worried that he had taken advantage of me. I assured him that I had been a willing participant. I hugged him, kissed him then sat him down and sucked him to completion. I told him that I wanted more and expected it when I got home from work. That was the beginning. For the next three years I had regular sex with my father. It only ended when I entered a serious relationship. I don’t regret any of it.