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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

Yes it's the same Naomi from PTA Meeting and yes, this is part of the reason she's such a bitch now. It's easier to keep a secret if people don't think you're worth getting to know.

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After a long and tense elevator ride up to the penthouse, Naomi quietly unlocked the front door and snuck inside, closing the door slowly so as not to make any noises that would give her away. Carefully setting her bags down in the foyer, she removed her shoes so she could walk barefoot and not risk her father hearing her footsteps approaching.

At this time of day he would more than likely be in his study, which is where Naomi intended to check first. Along the way she bumped into one of her father's staff, the young Pharaoh hound raising a finger to her lips to shush the maid as she rounded a corner and spotted her. With a nod the French Poodle retreated back the way she'd come to leave Naomi to her surprise.

Sure enough, as she peeked through the keyhole of the study door, she could see her father standing staring out the window in quiet contemplation while soft orchestra music played out over his vintage gramophone. As quietly as possible, Naomi opened the door just a crack to slip inside and gently closing it behind herself, thankful for the music covering the sound of her approach.

Making her way over to her father, she crouched low so she wouldn't cast a shadow and alert him to her presence by mistake. Only once she was within arm's reach did she make her move. Her hands covering his eyes as she stood up and whispered softly into his ear, "Guess who?"

"Olivia?" Walter mumbled with surprise.

"Har har, very funny Daddy," Naomi laughed and wrapped her arms about her father's middle while lifting up onto her tiptoes to give his cheek am affectionate kiss.

"Oh, Naomi! This is a wonderful surprise, what're you doing here?" Walter turned around to face his daughter with a beaming smile.

"I was worried you were going to be spending your birthday alone, I couldn't bear the thought. Especially with mom off somewhere with her latest boy toy," Naomi replied with a faint snarl.

"Oh, I wasn't going to spend it alone..." Walter began to say before cutting himself short.

"Olivia?" Naomi asked curiously.

"Yes, she's a...friend. She was meant to join me tonight for an exclusive black tie event, but she called in sick. I was contemplating on an excuse not to go..." he mumbled, almost embarrassedly.

"Nonsense, we can go together!" Naomi offered with a radiant smile.

"But...you're my daughter. These sort of events it's almost expected for men of my stature to be attended to by a...how do you say, professional friend of sorts?" Walter could feel his cheeks starting to glow with a blush; he'd never so much as told a dirty joke to his daughter, but now he was having to discuss hiring women for company to attend social events with him.

"So? No one has met me, I've been out of state at college. We can have fun and pretend I'm your new Olivia!" Naomi pressed on, still smiling up at her father.

"You know what, sure. I could use a bit of fun and silliness right now, I only turn fifty once!" Walter laughed and leaned in to give Naomi a kiss on the nose.

"Your fiftieth was last year, old man!" Naomi sighed and shook her head at her grinning father.

"Well at least we won't have to go over the usual blurb of information to try pass you off as a partner, you know all my secrets already," the old mutt chuckled.

The rest of the morning was spent with Naomi unpacking for the weekend before they went clothes shopping for the evening. Naomi wanted to look her best for her father, anything to one up the competition as it were. Luckily she had inherited her mother's curvy figure, modest breasts which were not too small, but small enough to remain perky even without the aid of a bra. Her almost hourglass figure waist leading to delectable flared hips and strong thighs. Even her behind was pert and toned, the kind often referred to as being able to "bounce a quarter of off" as her previous boyfriend had noted. Her coat a deep reddish gold, almost copper colour throughout with highlights of gold here and there. Her long golden locks having a slight natural curl to them that gave her an almost permanent elegant look when left to cascade down over her shoulders like a waterfall of gold. Even her outfit was chosen to accentuate her assets, an off the shoulder black sequined form fitting dress, so low cut that it left little to the imagination. The first time her father saw her exit the dressing room in it, he stared slack jawed and speechless at her, in an utter loss for words.

"That's exactly the reaction we're going for tonight, this is the one, Daddy!" Naomi giggled and sauntered over to give her stunned father a kiss on the nose before returning to her dressing room.

Walter watched his little girl, now evidently not so little anymore, wander back to the change rooms. The sultry sway of her hips so sinuous it was almost hypnotic in nature. When had she gotten so big, so beautiful and so utterly stunning? Walter swallowed hard as he tried to shake some less than fatherly thoughts from his mind, but he couldn't get the image of his daughter's nearly naked self out of his imagination. She was even more stunning than her mother was at that age.

Sure enough at the event, Naomi was turning heads where ever she went. Walter couldn't stop himself from grinning as he noticed more than a few jealous looks from his business colleagues whom had their by comparison, rather homely looking wives on their arm. Even some of the wives were giving Naomi an appreciative look. The looks of jealousy only increased when Naomi started talking to people, proving without a doubt that she was not just a pretty face, she had indeed inherited her father's keen sense for business and strategy. She was smart and engaging, funny too, easily managing to hold a groups attention without relying on her father to step in and guide the conversation. Naomi grinned to herself as her apparent mental aptitude for business somehow confirmed she was not her mother's daughter too; most people that knew her plainly stated her mother was a gold digger at best or what rich men referred to as a "bear trap" at worst.

With each drink Walter began to relax a little more and more; suddenly he found his hand had slipped lower and lower down Naomi's back until he found himself with a palm full of her firm buttock. They were stood off to one side of the room talking to an elderly couple about some random business nonsense, he tried to pay attention to the conversation, but for some reason he just couldn't. All he could focus on was the firm but yielding flesh under his fingers, giving the mound a gentle squeeze before realizing what he was doing. Instead of shooting him a glare, Naomi kept right on with the conversation, the only sign she'd felt what her father had done would come in the form of her short tail wagging.

Once the wagging stopped, Walter squeezed his daughter's behind again; surprisingly her tail began to wag again along with a slight almost imperceptible tilt of her hips to press her behind slightly back into his touch. Walter turned his head slightly, not looking directly at Naomi, but enough to see her face in his peripheral vision. There was something more in her expression, the smile she wore was more than just the polite one she'd put on when talking to strangers now.

Another couple joined in the conversation and Walter slipped his hand up along her side, just under her arm and at her ribs as his fingers brushed the side of her partially covered breast. Again Naomi's tail wagged, catching Walter by surprise when she slipped between him and the old man standing before him. Naomi wrapped her arms about the old badger as she kissed him tenderly on the cheek, thanking him for his offer. Again Walter wasn't paying attention to what was going on as he suddenly had his daughters behind pressed against his crotch, rubbing and grinding on him as she gave the elderly couple farewell hugs.

"I think it's time we went home..." Naomi turned to smile back at her father before grabbing his hand and heading for the door. Walter couldn't help but notice the looks of disappointment and envy as he was pulled away from the party. Little did they know she was his daughter, so unfortunately this would be as far as they were going to go, but knowing everyone there thought he was about to get lucky was more than enough to satisfy his ego.

As Naomi and Walter climbed into the back of the limo, she sat staring at her father for a long moment. The car pulled away from the party and started their trip home, Walter stared back at his daughter as they both knew there was an unanswered question hanging in the air. The atmosphere was electric, both staring at one another and waiting for the other to make the first move. Tension built and hung in the air until...

Naomi moved in closer to her father, sitting hip to hip with him as her hand rested against his inner left knee. Her eyes locked on his as her touch slowly worked higher along his inner thigh, watching for any sign telling her to stop. But when she felt her palm pressed down over an obvious erection, she knew he was thinking and feeling the same way about her as she was him. She wasn't sure if it was just the alcohol talking, but she craved this. Her fingers undoing his belt and trousers, gasping when her father's turgid red length rose from his lap once it was exposed and free.

Walter knew he should stop this, stop his little girl from touching him so inappropriately. He shouldn't let her be so intimate with him, he definitely shouldn't have let her expose his cock like she did, and he even more so definitely shouldn't have let her sink her delectably warm and slick lips down over his flesh. Walter groaned out aloud as Naomi sunk her muzzle down on his eager spire, working a little more of him in and out of her mouth with every cycle of up and down motion. Her tongue felt so soft and luxurious against his aching cock, along with the ridges at the top of her muzzle, it was by far the best blowjob he'd ever had, even putting Olivia to shame. The old Pharaoh hound growled in delight, running his fingers through his daughter's golden locks and brushing her hair back behind an ear so he could watch the taboo sight of her lips wrapped around her father's cock. Her dazzling sapphire eyes stared back up at him as she dutifully kneeled on the limo floor between his knees, working her hot little mouth along his member.

Naomi suddenly stopped what she was doing, pulling her lips off Walter's member with a little wet slurp and one last lick to his drooling tip. She grinned at her father as he stared down at her with a look of confusion and frustration, clearly having been enjoying what she was doing to him. But that would be nothing compared to what she had planned next as she climbed up into his lap, bunching her slinky black sequined dress up about her waist in the process. Her lips met his in a steamy passionate kiss, not one a father and daughter should ever share, but rather one of lovers. As her soft tongue curled and wrestled with his, her hands reached below to grasp his length in one while the other tugged the crotch of her soaked underwear aside.

Walter could feel what she was doing, a small voice in the back of his mind screamed at him to stop before it was too late. But a louder, more devilish voice drowned it out, yelling in victory as he felt a familiar yet different snug warmth stretch around his cock as it descended down into his lap. He felt his daughter whimper against his lips as she bottomed out on him, even feeling how her body protested at taking his girthy member and being so stretched by the man that had helped create her, her hot little pussylips stretched taught about her father's fat prick.

Naomi groaned and rolled her hips with a firm gyration down against her father's lap, stirring his fat red prick around inside herself. He was bigger than she'd imagined, it almost hurt for her to take him, but once she was fully impaled on his cock, she couldn't think of anywhere else she'd rather be in that moment. Slowly she began to rise up off his length, preparing to sink back down onto him when the limo suddenly stopped and the driver awkwardly announced they were back home.

Naomi and Walter shared a brief awkward stare before she climbed off of him, smoothing out her clothing while he tried to stuff his achingly hard cock back into his trousers. The elevator ride up to his penthouse was long and tense, as there was unfortunately another couple along for the ride whom knew them as father and daughter. They couldn't risk continuing what they had been doing in the limo yet, both Walter and Naomi stared back and forth between the floors passing by before looking at one another with barely restrained desire. The lift ride up to the top felt agonizingly slow, forcing them to cool off a bit before reaching Walters penthouse.

"Wait...wait...we shouldn't..." Walter huffed as Naomi almost pounced him as soon as they closed the door behind them and were finally alone again.

"Why not?" she almost whined.

"You're my daughter..." Walter tried to reason, more with himself than Naomi it seemed.

"So what? I love you and you love me, shouldn't that be all that matters?" Naomi pressed on, a look of determination in her eyes.

"But your mother..." Walter tried to argue.

"Fuck her, she treated you like shit. You deserve better, you deserve to be loved..." Naomi almost whined, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she pressed herself up against her father. "I love you, Daddy..."

"I love you too..." Walter admitted, knowing she meant in more than just a father daughter way. But ultimately he did too, if she wasn't his daughter and just another woman he'd met, he would easily fall for her. She was smart, beautiful, funny, everything he could ever want. She wanted him too, that much was evident. The old Pharaoh hound gently took Naomi by the shoulders, holding her close as he stared down at her for a long moment. Almost as slow as continental drift, their lips moved closer together until they were kissing again. Once more it wasn't the kiss of father and daughter, rather one of lovers. It felt anything but wrong, like it was what had been missing from both their lives and they never knew it until that exact moment.

In a blur they made their way back to his bedroom, clothing being shed along the way and strewn all along the hallway. Naomi fell back onto Walter's bed with her golden hair cast like a halo about her on the white silk sheets, her nude form on display and she was utterly breathtaking. Walters's hands brushed along his daughter's body, caressing from her cheeks, down across her graceful throat to her collarbones. His fingers light as feathers as he traced the curves of her breasts while his thumbs brushed across her little brown fleshed nipples. Moving lower and lower down, across her taut belly and down to her thighs until finally he caught beneath her knees and guided her thighs up and apart.

Naomi panted in anticipation as her father touched and explored her like she was the first woman he'd ever been with, but she knew for a fact that was not the case and she was evidence of it. His tongue was broad and soft, but firm and precise as he wasted no time in making out with her nethers. Her hands reaching down for his ears as he began to trace her every line and curve with his tongue. Naomi's hips writhed under the attention as Walter diligently ate her out while acquainting himself intimately with his daughter's cunt, slipping his long wide tongue inside her and tasting every inch. Normally she wasn't very big on receiving oral, but her father was quickly changing her ideas on that. His tongue never seemed to tire either, even after what she assumed was close on three quarters of an hour before she finally came, he was still lapping and kissing at her pussy eagerly.

What a climax it was, Naomi could see lights popping in front of her eyes as she lay gasping for breath. Usually after a climax that good she just wanted to curl up and nod off, but this time she felt more energized that tired. Looking down at her grinning father, she sat up before getting to her knees and pouncing on top of him. For an older gentleman, her father had kept himself in pretty good shape, hell he could even give some of the guys her age a run for their money. As she straddled his waist, her lips found his in another lingering and passionate lovers kiss, her hands explored his well-defined muscles. He was a little softer around the waist maybe, but she could still feel his abs and pectorals, but mostly his strong arms. Again she reached below to grasp his thick and throbbing red spear, guiding him back inside herself as she sunk down onto his cock with a groan against his lips. His hands reached behind to grab at her firm behind, helping her rise and fall once she started to ride him again.

Walter groaned into the kiss as he felt that tight heat gripping about his cock once more, Naomi was just so snug around his cock and he loved it. This time there would be no interruptions and they could go for as long as their bodies and stamina allowed. Only hers seemed to wane long before his, barely a couple strokes in and Naomi was burying her face into his neck as she groaned through her second climax. Walter grinned as he was far from done yet, wrapping his daughter in his arms as he gently rolled her onto her back beneath him. Staring down into her beautiful eyes as he thrust into her, watching as she stared up with a mixture of lust and love at her father. Her perky breasts bouncing with every slap of his hips against her thighs.

Naomi couldn't stop herself from groaning and crying out, her father's thick cock hurt but in a good way, he filled her completely as if he was meant for it. When he lifted her left leg up against his chest and straddled her right thigh, she felt him get just that little bit deeper inside her and fill her with all knew sensations she'd never felt before. "Fuck me, Daddy!" she heard someone say in her voice, whimpering and howling through another climax as her father's hips slapped relentlessly against her inner thighs. A sudden ache burst between her thighs as she felt herself stretched wider than ever.

Walter stared down in amazement at his daughters cunt, his hips pressed flush to hers as he accidentally knotted Naomi. The way she came hard and began bucking and twitching like she was almost having a seizure nearly scared him. Her words were slurred, cut off as she gasped for breath before crying out again. But he couldn't ignore the growing heat and slickness around his trapped cock, or the tighter clenches of her cunt as she came hard for him; it was all just too much and he felt his climax boil over. With a snarl his cock swelled a little more within her before it started to fire off thick hot shots of his seed deep inside the barely conscious woman beneath him, before he collapsed atop of her.

Walter slipped his arms about Naomi and pulled her naked form against his chest, holding her close as they drifted off into a soft and peaceful slumber. Only to awaken a few hours later once his knot deflated enough to let him finally slip free of her, bringing with it a combing trickle of their combined mess.

"That was amazing, Ms. Weiss..." Walter laughed as he kissed Naomi, his lips catching hers in an more tender kiss this time.

"I'm here all weekend, Daddy...this is just the beginning," Naomi replied back with a radiant smile.