James walked walked behind the two watching as they were close to ripping each other's clothes off as they walked him to the wanderer's house. Sure it was not much, different then what she ever had at the vault, bigger and at least she made friends. The two didn't say much and James doubted that he wanted to hear what they had planned for the night, they had bottles of hard booze and he barely finished his glass of whiskey, they made there way up stairs leaving her father to his own thoughts. Laying on the small bed down stairs the creaking of the upstairs bed would not allow him to close his eyes, it killed him to think of his littler daughter mating with someone older than himself. Thinking about how she used to be in the vault, so innocent and sweet, but the wasteland messed with people, changing the young angel into a demon, the only good thing she did after leaving the vault was disarming the atom bomb.
The old doctor's head was full of many thoughts, he needed to clear his head, he needed a god damn bath. Laying into the warn water, smoothed his stressed muscles, but his mind still roared as the sounds of the creaking bed became louder and louder. If the bathroom wasn't right below the up stairs bed room it would have more calming. A moaning scream gave him a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach, he couldn't believe it, the blood began rushing into his sex. Closing his eyes he gripped to his shaft, running his grip up and down his length, letting his mind wonder back about the last woman, Christ it was so long ago. The image of Catherine had became a blurry memory, the way she smiled the way her mouth wrapped around him, the she closed her eyes and moaned, the way she rode him. Her eyes clenched closed as her small breasts bonces with each time she rolled her hips, then a loud groan almost shock the small house and James opened his eyes to hear Sasha moan and then the guilty thought of her face as she orgasm pushed the old man over the edge. Thinking about her covering him with every last drop allowed him to burst into his own bath water. Not the cleanest way to do it, but damn, he hadn't cum that hard since... since.... Catherine.
Leaving the bath tub, he drained the water, it got him tiered and relaxed, if he didn't think about what he just did. It was just innocence, right, it didn't mean anything, it wasn't like he was really letting his thoughts come true. Looking in to the cracked mirror on the wall, he felt broken and horrible, has he always looked so tried? Only 20 years in the vault and it looked like he aged 30 years, he needed to keep the stress at arm lengths. At least the creaking and moaning had stopped, now he could sleep. ........................
"Daddy?" Sasha sat on the foot of the bed looking down at James, "Are you awake?"
"I am now." His face hugging the pillow as he laid on his stomach in only his boxers, it was nice once again to sleep in a bed, instead of on a bed roll, he had been camping since he left the vault. When he was left with nothing, all the smallest things meant the world to him.
"I told Jericho to stay back at his house, I wanted to travel alone with you." She held a mug of coffee as the stream heated her face, "Thought it would be nice to have things the way it used to be, just the two of us."
"Sweetie." He moved his face away from the dust smelling pillow, "You didn't need to do that for me, sweetie. It would be better to have more people with fighting experience." She almost melted to his voice and the way he called her sweetie, that was her favorite thing.
Just say more 2/?
The old doctor's head was full of many thoughts, he needed to clear his head, he needed a god damn bath. Laying into the warn water, smoothed his stressed muscles, but his mind still roared as the sounds of the creaking bed became louder and louder. If the bathroom wasn't right below the up stairs bed room it would have more calming. A moaning scream gave him a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach, he couldn't believe it, the blood began rushing into his sex. Closing his eyes he gripped to his shaft, running his grip up and down his length, letting his mind wonder back about the last woman, Christ it was so long ago. The image of Catherine had became a blurry memory, the way she smiled the way her mouth wrapped around him, the she closed her eyes and moaned, the way she rode him. Her eyes clenched closed as her small breasts bonces with each time she rolled her hips, then a loud groan almost shock the small house and James opened his eyes to hear Sasha moan and then the guilty thought of her face as she orgasm pushed the old man over the edge. Thinking about her covering him with every last drop allowed him to burst into his own bath water. Not the cleanest way to do it, but damn, he hadn't cum that hard since... since.... Catherine.
Leaving the bath tub, he drained the water, it got him tiered and relaxed, if he didn't think about what he just did. It was just innocence, right, it didn't mean anything, it wasn't like he was really letting his thoughts come true. Looking in to the cracked mirror on the wall, he felt broken and horrible, has he always looked so tried? Only 20 years in the vault and it looked like he aged 30 years, he needed to keep the stress at arm lengths. At least the creaking and moaning had stopped, now he could sleep.
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"Daddy?" Sasha sat on the foot of the bed looking down at James, "Are you awake?"
"I am now." His face hugging the pillow as he laid on his stomach in only his boxers, it was nice once again to sleep in a bed, instead of on a bed roll, he had been camping since he left the vault. When he was left with nothing, all the smallest things meant the world to him.
"I told Jericho to stay back at his house, I wanted to travel alone with you." She held a mug of coffee as the stream heated her face, "Thought it would be nice to have things the way it used to be, just the two of us."
"Sweetie." He moved his face away from the dust smelling pillow, "You didn't need to do that for me, sweetie. It would be better to have more people with fighting experience." She almost melted to his voice and the way he called her sweetie, that was her favorite thing.