1. "Angie"


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 89, Source: xHamster

    often, I tend to spoil my daughter when I get to do something for her, and she was a very mature girl. &#034Okay, if you promise to be very careful,&#034 I said. We drove to my house and I parked the pickup in the driveway and opened the garage door. I took the key to the Z-3 off my key ring and handed it to her. Throwing her arms around me, she gave me a big smile and a kiss on the cheek. &#034Thanks so much for all your help, Dad!&#034 she gushed. I quickly reminded her how the top worked, and how to park it. Angie got in, started it up, put it in reverse, and began to back out, stalling it before she got out of the garage. She managed to get it to the street with only one bouncing surge, then stopped and put it in first. She stalled it twice trying to get going, and I walked out to the street to give her some advice. &#034More gas, baby, before you bring the clutch up. And be smoother and slower with the clutch.&#034 She started out pretty well, but as she went down the street she spun the wheels a little shifting to second. I reminded myself that I had good insurance and a great mechanic, and that there were surely rewards for indulgent fathers. I went about my business for the evening, straightening the house, cooking dinner, watching some TV. Angie texted me twice on her progress. The second one read, &#034Got to the store and back without stalling once!&#034 I went to bed pleased with myself for my good deed. While I was at work the next morning my phone rang. It was ...
    Angie, clearly upset. &#034Hi, Dad,&#034 she said, followed by a long pause. &#034What's up, k**?&#034 I said, a sense of foreboding rising within me. &#034........Dad, I hit a bridge with the car.&#034 &#034Screw the car, are you alright, Angie?&#034 I asked, anxiety rising to replace foreboding. &#034Yes, I'm okay, but the car...&#034 I cut her off. &#034Don't worry about that. Where are you?&#034 She gave me the location, a narrow bridge on her way to school, only a short distance from my office. &#034I'll be right there. You relax, take some deep breaths. Are the cops there? Do you need an ambulance?&#034 &#034No, I'm fine. The police are here. Everything's okay. But the car...&#034 Again I cut her off. &#034I can get another car. I can't get another you. Stay with the police, tell them I'll be there in 10 minutes.&#034 I told my secretary I'd be gone for the rest of the day and drove to the scene of the accident. I hugged Angie and questioned her closely about how she felt, making sure she was uninjured. It turned out the cop moonlighted as a security guard on campus, and knew her. It's always a blessing when the cops treat you like a human and not a perp. I shook his hand and thanked him for his help. He went back to writing his report, and I told him I'd call to have the car towed. It was bad, but looked like mostly bodywork. She'd lost control and nosed into the end of a concrete bridge abutment. The fender and hood were crunched, but I didn't see any leaking fluids, ...
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