There! Now Daddy knows for certain I'm still a virgin!

She felt a thrill of excitement at the way he looked at her – like he wanted to be the first one to get his prick into her little golden haired pussy.

"I know I'm being a baby about it. Heather says I am," Paula confessed. Her words were noticeably slurred, making her aware she was more than slightly intoxicated. "I just don't like any particular boy that well. But there's plenty of them who want to do all kinds of things to me. Tommy Sanders wants to do it to me so bad he can hardly stand it. He's after me all the time. Heather says I'll lose him if I don't put my hand on his cock and play with it. She says I should."

Realizing what she was saying to her father, Paula blushed and looked down at the blanket beneath her in her embarrassed silence.

"Should what, honey?" her father asked softly, reaching once again to turn her flushed face toward him.

"Should… suck his cock! Lick it with my tongue and take it in my mouth. Heather does that to a lot of the boys and she says there's nothing like it." Paula's words were almost a whisper. "But… I don't really know how to go about it."

Suddenly the conversation and the excitement surging through her aroused body was too much for Paula to cope with. Pulling away from her father's caressing hands, she leapt to her feet and dived into the pool.

"Come on in! The water's great!" she shrieked, splashing it up at her surprised father as any child might have done.

Treading water, Paula watched her father removed his loafers and pull off his socks. Then he got to his feet, smiling at her warmly. He pulled off his sport shirt and removed his wrist watch, all the while never taking his eyes off Paula's cavorting figure. He dropped his trousers, and clad only in his skimpy undershorts, he moved toward the pool.