Ivan’s problem
Ivan arrived home from work around four o’clock. He had moved from the city center to a housing estate about six months ago to a small three-room apartment. The houses were close together like in the narrower streets of the city center, but there were quite pleasant parks around. He took off his pants and before he could put on his home sweatpants, he looked out the window at the apartment on the floor below. He was intrigued by the silhouette of a couple kissing passionately right by the window. It seemed to him that the man was much younger than the woman. He clearly saw his hand slip under her T-shirt, caressing her breast, but then they moved away from the window and although the apartment was lit, only their silhouette could be seen. He envied them.
He had been divorced for a few years and knew nothing but work, a few friends from his frequent sports activities, with whom he would occasionally stop by for a few beers, and looking forward to the week when he was in charge of Alena. His daughter, who is graduating this year, likes to ski and ride a bike, always tries to take him on a trip, and to his surprise and delight, she likes to have a beer with him after a sports performance, or in the winter, a grog, a slurpee or something similar. He allowed her to do that, and she was able to appreciate it and not abuse it. She felt more mature. During the week when he was alone, he read passionately. He didn’t want to get married again, but he definitely missed his wife.
Involuntarily, looking at the strange couple, he squeezed his horny penis in his shorts and felt it harden in his hand. At that moment, he forgot that Alena was with him this week and was interrupted from his wild imagination by a voice that sounded right next to his ear: “So, dad, you really need a woman. What did you see there that made you do this so quickly?” she laughed and tapped his shorts, from which he quickly withdrew his hand in fright when he first heard the velvet voice, but paradoxically, this only made the tent that had formed there so quickly stand out. She leaned on his shoulder and looked out the window. She didn’t see anything interesting.
” Hello, is that what you do? Provocatively like that?” he was preoccupied with the couple and didn’t hear her coming. He looked at her embarrassedly.
“So what. Her Petr lives at home with my mom and they take each other out, even when I’m there. He’s always horny too, and the innuendos! He’s like a teenager. Just so you know, my mom likes it. At least she feels younger. But tell me, what did you see there that was so interesting?”
” Hmm, there’s a rather passionate couple on the opposite floor. I noticed them there for the first time. The apartment seemed empty for a few months. It’s just that the guy looked very young from a distance next to that slut, you know? There wasn’t much light there, and they’ve already moved away and are probably enjoying themselves in a bedroom somewhere now.”
“Hmm, interesting,” Alena whistled softly. “Wouldn’t you like to find a young one too?” she grinned provocatively at him.
“And do you think she should be thirty? Or maybe twenty? Would you like that?” he grinned at her in return. “You mean you could be friends? Ideally, the same age?”
“That probably wouldn’t be right. A young one could ruin you and I don’t want to go to your funeral yet. Mom’s Petr is about the same age as her and he’s divorced.”
“So someone, maybe with a twenty-year-old son? Or would you like someone a little younger?” Ivana was quite amused by the debate.
“Well, it would be better if she had a daughter, but she might seduce you, since you haven’t had a woman for so long. That would be a mess, wouldn’t it? You would then have to decide whether you prefer a mother or a daughter,” she laughed and grinned provocatively at him again.
” Well, you see. It’ll be better for me to endure it without some woman, just with you, until you graduate and move away with some guy.”
“Yeah, and where? Do you know how expensive rent is? And I’ll never be able to afford a new apartment, because I enjoy skiing and going on trips with you, and that also adds up to a lot of money, I know that very well. So did this year’s vacation. But I admit that those ten days with you in Spain were super. I would go somewhere with you again. It was hot, but Granada was beautiful, Seville too, and a few days by the sea were great.”
” So I’m unlucky. I’ll probably never get rid of you and I’ll be going on vacation with my fifty-year-old single spinster daughter who will take care of a sick old man,” he laughed.
“I guess you really won’t get rid of me. Don’t you know? Mom is four months pregnant. She and Petr agreed that they want to have another baby together. Yeah, and if you don’t know, I won’t be a spinster because I’m no longer a virgin,” she laughed, but then she got serious.
They had been standing a short distance from the window all this time. Alena now turned to Ivan, put her arms around his neck and looked him in the eyes: “Dad, you might have to put up with me forever. I promised my mother that I would ask you what you would say about me living here more, and when they feel like it, I would go there occasionally just for the weekend or to visit them. They said they would contribute more to me. They said I could study medicine in Hradec, for example, and I would only go home on weekends, either to them or to you.”
He involuntarily put his hand around her waist and exhaled in astonishment: “So it’s like mom’s going to marry him?”
“It looks like she is and that you’ll probably have to put up with me for a while. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t mind that,” she looked at her now less, but still slightly bulging shorts, then looked coquettishly into his eyes and, as if carefully, stuck out her pelvis in leggings for a moment against him so that it touched his shorts.
His confused expression didn’t surprise her. When her mother had recently told her about the news, she had promised to discuss it with her father when he was with her and when she was in the right mood. During her Spanish vacation, the idea had begun to gnaw at her that it might not be a problem to try something on her father. It seemed strange, but temptingly perverse.
She had adored him all her life, so the thought had begun to creep up on her more often. At night, she had tried to imagine what sex with him would be like. At first, she was horrified, but then she saw him in the hotel shower, jerking off, and it filled her with desire like crazy. He didn’t know that she had been watching him for a while. He was so absorbed in himself that he didn’t notice his surroundings.
She began to think that if she was so turned on by the sight of him doing it by himself, it might be remarkably exciting to try it together. She often went against the grain at school and elsewhere, and her father often told her that she acted like a boy. If she were a real girl, she would hold herself back. But she was a real girl who never held herself back. Moreover, her peers seemed like a herd of calves, while her own father seemed to her to be exactly the kind of man she would imagine for a great life.
When she noticed a moment ago that she was almost unconsciously jerking him off, she felt hotter than ever before. She knew very well that she was provoking him with that brief touch through her leggings. She did it on purpose to see if it would do anything to him. It did.
“Oh, my God, what are you trying to do to me?” he carefully pushed her away from him a little angrily, but it was clear that the tent had grown quite large again.
“Dad, I had no idea I could turn you off like that! Sorry!” she convincingly played surprised.
Her gaze slid to her shorts and then settled in his eyes: “Poor thing! You really should find a woman,” she carefully stroked his cheek. “Did my proximity really turn you on like that?” She had been interested in the answer to that question for quite some time.
“Alik, don’t ask such a stupid question! It’s probably because of the view from the opposite window.”
“So it’s not me, how I pressed myself a little closer to you for fun? God bless you,” she smiled, but she put on a completely serious, searching look.
He thought for a moment about how to answer that, but then admitted: “But I guess a little bit. I know you know yourself, that you’re a sexy girl, so you probably realize that the guys around you like you and anyone you hinted at would have you wrapping their arms around their finger. I’m so sorry,” he walked over to the table and sat down in the chair. He poured himself a small shot of Metaxa from the carafe. He didn’t really know why he hadn’t put on his homemade sweatpants yet, but he could tell that Alča didn’t mind at all and, strangely enough, he didn’t either.
She sat on the arm of the chair right next to him: “That’s okay, Dad. If you don’t mind, give me a little chirp too. I’m glad you think I’m pretty, but it’s a bit more complicated, you know? I like a boy from my year, he’s not exactly a classmate, he goes to A, while I go to B, but the problem is that he probably has someone else. By the way, his name is Ivan, like you. I’ve tried to interest him somehow, but so far the result is zero,” this time her sad look was genuine.
He pulled her close, hugged her tightly, and smelled her hair that flowed down to her shoulders. He stroked it and asked in a completely serious voice: “Should I beat him up if he doesn’t notice such a beautiful and smart girl? What’s that idiot’s name?” his eyes were sparkling. She adored that about him.
“I called him Ivan, just like you, Dad, and he’s not a complete idiot,” she answered quietly in his ear. “He’s not a complete wimp either, maybe you wouldn’t hit him, even though you’re still in pretty good shape,” she laughed, and then they both laughed out loud.
” You’re wonderful and I love you very much. But I won’t look for a woman as long as you’re here. You can be completely at peace,” he smiled at her.
“You want to worry about me like this?”
“I’m not worried. I’ll be happy if you were with me more, but they didn’t give a damn about mom. She wouldn’t deserve it.”
“Then I’ll go around the house in sweatpants and a flannel shirt so as not to provoke you, okay?” she laughed.
“Of course not! I like looking at you. You look great in leggings and a T-shirt, let alone a dress!”
“Okay, but let’s leave this debate for now. If you don’t mind, I can bring more things here next week. Mom will be happy, they want to do some renovations to the apartment. A complete renovation, demolishing something and moving something, and they want to live there. They have nowhere else to go.”
She thought for a moment and then added with a laugh: “Don’t worry, I won’t sue her for arousing you a little.”
“I’ll deal with it somehow. I won’t look at you,” he laughed again.
“Look, I’ll be happy. But find a woman. After all, you’re a man in his prime and a handsome man to boot. And impeccable.”
The rest of the evening went by as usual. It got worse when everyone went to their rooms, saying they were going to bed. Ivan first remembered the blonde woman across the street, passionately kissing the young man. He felt like he must have seen her somewhere before. These images were replaced by the image of Alena in leggings.
First, his perfectly toned ass appeared before his eyes. Then she turned around and her cleavage was seductively outlined under the leggings. She pressed herself against him passionately and with his eyes closed, he clearly felt his hands sliding under the leggings. How her palms caressed that sensual ass and then her fingers moved and parted the flood of dark hair. In an instant, his eyes were filled with firm breasts with protruding nipples, and the image was completed by her hands gently massaging his hard cock.
He opened his eyes at the moment when he felt a twitch inside him and at the last moment he threw off the blanket and with great difficulty caught a flood of semen in his palms. The last time that happened to him was probably sometime during puberty. Carefully, with his tail still sticking out of the slit of his pajamas, he crept into the bathroom in the dark. He turned on the light with his elbow, turned on the water quietly and began to get rid of the sticky part.
Alena couldn’t fall asleep. Several times, a scene from her vacation flashed before her eyes, when she secretly watched her dad jerking off. She could feel the exact spot on her index finger where she had touched him that evening, and she could also feel the spot on her lap where she had touched the taut fabric of his shorts. Her hand slid under her nightgown. As expected, she found that it was pretty wet. She began to imagine him pulling down his shorts and shooting his big, elastic penis against her. She began to run her finger through her pussy. She focused on her clitoris. She imagined semen gushing out of his penis. It didn’t take long for her to climax. She was surprised by how much juice was flowing from her well down her thighs onto the sheet, and how quickly it came.
She threw off the covers and headed for the bathroom. She kept her nightgown rolled up to her waist. She turned on the light in the hallway, opened the bathroom door, and went inside, where, to her further surprise, the light was on.
They stood facing each other, both in shock. She stared at his penis, which he was washing under the gentle stream of water. He stared alternately at his hairy lap and his arm and thigh, evidently glistening with love juices.
” You did it yourself too?” he was more prompt than she was.
“And you because of what you saw from the window, or because of me?” she attacked straight away.
He measured her with his eyes and countered: “Anyway, and you because of which Ivan?” he could already laugh.
She frowned for a moment, but then suddenly relaxed and also laughed: “Anyway.”
“Oh, come on, I’m done,” he took a towel, wiped his hands and his withering tool.
“I’ll wait. You don’t have to look at me.”
“Sure, don’t worry. But I’m quite glad that it was also because of me, and that I’m not alone in this here at our house,” he added and went out of the bathroom.
“Apparently,” she called after him quietly.
She wasn’t sure if he heard it. She wanted him to hear it, so he had something to think about. It felt good to her that he was doing it for her.
“Just don’t play with fire too much, girl. You’d better be able to do something with that other Ivan. Aren’t you being too picky and settling for someone who’s not even a woman? But I would know,” she said to herself. “If he has a girlfriend, forget about him, but find out as soon as possible. But you’ve already messed up this Ivan’s head, that’s clear, and admit it, he’s messed up yours too.”
When she had dried herself off perfectly with a towel, she decided: “So what. It’s going to work out somehow and she’d need a guy anyway. It ended with David before the holidays and since then you’ve been trying in vain for that other Ivan. It’s been more than half a year, girl! Maybe you should let him out of your mind. So maybe at home? You’re crazy, but if he wanted to, it could be interesting,” she laughed to herself: “God, if you are, did you know I’m so hot?” At that thought, she felt everything down below her tighten again. It wasn’t unpleasant. With that thought in her mind, she fell asleep a little later.
” Man, that’s the situation. Come to your senses! You don’t want to start anything with Ála!” The image of his daughter with her nightgown rolled up and a nice black wedge was playing in his head. “But admit that you like her, and if she climbed into your bed herself, could you say no?”
He thought for a moment and then admitted: “If Ála climbed into your bed, she would probably want to, no one would be there, but you would have to be careful so that there was no trouble.” At that thought, he felt himself getting up again. He rolled onto his side and tried to fall asleep.
