Alec had been looking forward to watching the football match with ever increasing excitement. As the days seemed to slowly pass by, his forward focus grew more on the sporting event and less on the daily routine of life, work, sleep, more work, sleep and yet more boring work. It seemed an interminable drag, so when, finally that long awaited evening arrived, he sat himself down in front of the widescreen television, a beer in hand with the two teams lined up ready for kick-off. The Champions League Cup Final and his team was about to play. Just two minutes after kick-off his wife came in.

"That garden is an absolute mess. It's a disgrace. The bushes need cutting back and the grass needs cutting. There's so many weeds it's like a wilderness out there and there's brambles overgrowing into the garden too. Danny scratched himself on them today!" she started a tirade at him.

"Ok dear I'll do it. I promise I'll do it, just let me watch the match." He pleaded trying not to take his eyes off the screen.

"Really. Well you still haven't washed off the patio and it stinks" she complained "You said you'd power wash it last week and you still haven't done that either."

"Yes dear I'll do that tomorrow night" he told her trying not to be distracted.

"And those two little thugs from next door have been kicking the ball against the fence again and they've damaged it" she moaned.

"Ok! I'll have a word with Bill about it, just let me watch the match" he pleaded.

"And the washing machine has also sprung a leak, so you'll need to sort that out as well" she continued.

"Yes ok ok I will just ...please.." he said pointing at the screen.

"Football! It's always football!" she complained "You still haven't put that shelf up in the bathroom and the shed needs a new lock too. You still haven't decorated Melanie's room yet. All you do is watch football! "

"For God's sake woman I'll do it all, just not now!" he fumed.

"Well don't forget to call your Mum. You haven't returned her call from Monday yet."

"Ok Ok I will!" he shouted.

The match was in play and all he wanted was ninety minutes to himself. He swigged his beer and settled down to watch it. It was just after ten minutes of play when his son came into the room.

"My bike has a flat tyre!" he announced as though it was his father's fault "I can't ride it!"

He was only seven and to him it was the most important thing in the world as far as he was concerned. Life without his bike meant he couldn't play with his friends and his Dad was the only person capable of mending it.

"I'll do it later son just let me watch the match" he told his son.

"But it'll be too late by then to ride with David and Peter" he informed his father as though his dad was stupid "why can't you do it now?"

"Because daddy is watching the football that's why."

"But my bike needs mending!" he implored him.

"Danny! Not now. I'll see to it after the game is over. OK!"

"You never do what you say you will."

"Don't you talk back to me young man" he started to say as his son ran from the room.

He sat back and took another long swig of his beer, inwardly fuming that his match night was being interrupted. He heaved a huge sigh of frustration when just another ten minutes the phone rang and a moment after that his wife re-entered the lounge.

"It's your mother!" his wife informed him handing the phone to him.

"Tell I'll call her back later!" he told his wife.

"You tell her! I've made enough excuses for you already!"

He took the phone and shook his head in resignation seeing the almost triumphant look on his wife's face.

"Hello Mum" he said.

"Oh so you know who I am then? You haven't actually forgotten you have a mother?" came the prickly reply.

"Of course not Mum."

"So why haven't you called me back? It's been two days. I could have been injured or hurt for all you know."

"Sorry Mum but I've been working hard" he offered as an excuse.

"Oh so work is more important than your Mum is it?"

"No Mum but I've been busy."

"Obviously too busy to call me back" she continued.

"No it's not that Mum, Ive..."

"Well what then?" she interrupted "It's not the first time you've ignored me. You are so selfish at times."

Selfish? Selfish? How the hell had she come to that conclusion he thought. He was watching the action on screen as he chatted away not wanting to miss anything.

"When are you going to come and fix the front gate? It's been a month since I asked you. And that light switch is still loose and I daren't use it. You said you'd do it but I haven't seen you for three weeks." She droned on and on "The lawn needs cutting it's a total mess and you said you'd paper the stairwell for me two months ago and that's still untouched."

His team almost scored and he suppressed a vocal response at the open goal that was missed.

"I'll come down on Saturday and get it all done mum. I promise" he told her.

"That's what you said three weeks ago, and two weeks ago and last week too!"

"Yes but I mean it this time. I'll see you on Saturday" he said trying to end an otherwise never-ending conversation.

"You know how lonely I've been since your dad died. I can't do these jobs myself and I want to see you. You rarely visit me."

"OK Mum point taken. I will be there on Saturday. I'll come over about nine o'clock and I'll get everything done for you. Promise!" he capitulated

The conversation droned on for another ten minutes as he talked absentmindedly about everything important to his mother. He kept uttering an "aha" every now and then as his mother informed of how her week had gone and then she was shouting down the phone at him.

"Are you actually listening to me Alec? Have you heard anything I've been saying?" she asked.

"Course I have mum" he lied.

"Well what did I just ask you to do?"

"Ermm....." he was lost.

"Alec! You really are a waste of time. No wonder Mary complains all the time."

"Mary? What's she go to do with anything" wondering why his Mum was referring to his sister.

"because you still haven't sorted out her computer for her and she been asking for two weeks now. You need to pull yourself together Alec" and she put the phone down.

Alec sat back and looked at the screen, thirty five minutes elapsed and his pleasure was already ruined. Sill there was no score yet, so he looked forward to the second half.

"So you're going to go and do all those chores for your mum on Saturday are you?" his wife's voice suddenly spoke.

"Yes" was his curt reply.

"So when are you going to do all the jobs backed-up here?" she enquired with a sceptic tone.

"Sunday. I'll do them on Sunday!" he capitulated "Just... please... the match is on!"

I can see that but Sunday is four days away. What about tomorrow night and Friday? Everything is going to rack and ruin!" she was spitting feathers "You really are useless at times!"

"Useless..... useless.. what the ...." He stared but she stormed out of the room.

Women! Why can't they just let him be? The match had reached half time and he needed another beer and a toilet break. He paid a visit to the toilet, ruminating over all the interruptions that had ruined his evening's viewing. He was still thinking about them as he left the bathroom and walked past his daughter's bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and he couldn't resist peeking in. He was rewarded with a cock hardening view of his eleven year old daughter laying down on her bed, propped up on her arms, with her legs bent back at the knees and reading a magazine that was laid on her pillows.

She was still wearing her school uniform and the short blue plaid skirt had ridden up her thighs to uncover the lower swells of her firm little arse, showing her white knickers disappearing into her ass crack. Her legs were parted open giving him a glimpse of her cotton covered cunt. The white blouse was tight around her torso, clinging to her upper body and outlined underneath was her white bra. A bra that he knew contained her developing 26AA cup tits with those firm pink nipples.

She was unaware he was watching her and he realised he had a hard-on seeing her there and recalling that time early last month, nearly seven weeks ago, when he finally took her for the first and only time. She was like liquid velvet, tight, hot, untouched by anyone else and so responsive. Her mouth sucked him in a way no other woman had ever done, she was so intent on giving him pleasure and so intense with the way she gave herself over to his carnal lust. She hugged him to her as he fucked her until he came so hard and intensely he thought he was having a heart attack. He flooded her freshly fucked cunt with so much cum it gushed out of her. Since then he had wanted to fuck her again but the circumstances hadn't been propitious enough.

He watched her for three or four minutes, willing her to show more. He even contemplated going in and having quick feel, maybe even a quick blow job but the sound of his wife climbing the stairs dispelled that idea. He quickly moved back into the bathroom and exited again to make it appear he had been in there all the time. He barely acknowledged his wife as they passed by each other and he had started to descend the stairs when she shouted at him.

"For god's sake can't you even flush the toilet? And you've peed all over the seat again you useless bugger!" she wailed.

He shrugged his shoulders and went back to the kitchen, opened another beer and sat back in front of the television. It was just a couple of minutes after the restart when his wife again disturbed him.

"I'm going to my Mum's and I'm taking Danny with me" she informed him.

He nodded not really listening to her as he watched the action on screen.

"I'll be back before ten. Melanie's in her bedroom but I'm sure you won't be disturbed."

He nodded but didn't fully comprehend her words as he heard the front door slam shut just a minute later. Peace at last he thought. Then, as if on cue, awaiting his wife's departure, his team scored with a thirty yard shot that left the goalkeeper stranded flat footed.

"OOOHH YEESSS!!! What a goal!!!" he shouted out in satisfaction, punching the air with his clenched right fist as his team opened the scoring.

Now maybe he could really start enjoying the game. It was only a couple of minutes later when he felt her presence rather than saw her. Her perfume filled the air. His little girl was wearing perfume and he actually sensed her standing behind him. His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of her body in his peripheral vision, coming from behind him around the settee and his eyes did a double take.

She was wearing a black bra and thong with black 4" high stiletto heels. The push-up bra lifted her budding AA cup tits into an inviting cleavage and he knew they were nothing more than two puffy mounds breaking the plane of her flat chest, surmounted by exquisitely formed hard pink nipples. Her almost hairless cunt was prominently displayed beneath the almost sheer black thong, just a tight slit between her long shapely legs. She had painted her lips a bright red and he couldn't help but think about having them wrapped around his now rock hard cock.

He mentally noted she had changed into this sexy outfit and inwardly smiled at her reasons for that. She obviously wanted to have some more fun just like last time, and just like him had been waiting for the right moment to arrive, so who was he to deny her that. Her long blond hair cascaded down her back almost to her waist and she had this way of tossing it over her shoulders that captivated him. The match was almost forgotten as he stared at this vision of beauty he had helped create.

"Daddy?" she asked, her hands held in front of her, her ankles crossed.

"Yes sweetheart what is it?" he asked hoping he already knew the answer.

She slid in next to him under his left arm, putting her arms around his neck and pressing her tits into his ribs.

"Daddy I have something to tell you."

She almost whispered the words as her left hand rested on his hard cock, squeezing it through the material of his trousers. He reacted by holding her tight to him and she raised her lips to his to exchange a long, wet, spit swapping kiss that lasted an hour or so it seemed. His right hand cupped her right tit and then roamed down to slip inside her black thong and cup her hairless eleven year old sex. He ran his middle finger along her surprisingly wet slit.

"What is it sweetheart?" he asked whilst slipping his finger into her cunt.

"OOOHHHH!!! Daddy!!!!" she responded as he slid a second one in.

"MMMMMMM does my little girl like that?" he asked whilst sliding his fingers into her. "Does my little girl want me to play with her then?" he enquired.

He slid them in deep up to their knuckles and began to finger fuck her. Melanie responded in just the way he intended her to. She opened her legs and pushed down onto his invading fingers as he buried his tongue into her mouth. They traded spit, explored each others mouths and he ran his left arm all around her back to fondle her left tit.

"MMmmpppphhh kkkmmm hhhmmmm hmmmm mmmmm dad...eeehhhh huh huhm huhm hmmmm ooohh daddeee mmmm" she moaned as he fucked his fingers into her tight wet hot cunt.

He kept one eye on the screen just to check the score and then pulled her up and across his lap so she was sat astride and facing him. His lips never left her as he manhandled her into position. His hands roamed over her bra covered tits and squeezed them tight in his huge hands.

"MMMM!!!! OOOWWW!!! Daddee mmmm plzze mmmm ey uhm hav uhmmmm sum..thin hmmm ooohhh tu..mmm tell aaahhhh mmmm yu... mmmm"

"I know sweetheart, I know" he responded, with his lips sucking on her nipples through the sheer material of her black bra "just let daddy have a moment sweetheart."

She felt his hands in the middle of her back and then her bra catch being unfastened. Her mouth was full of tongue and he was able to hold her tightly to him with his upper arms.

She struggled and he took it she was trying to help him remove her bra, as though eager to let her tits be free of their covering.

"Good girl" he told her as the bra was stripped from her shoulders to bare her blossoming tits to his leering eyes.

"Daddy, please..." she started to say.

He thrust his tongue back into her mouth, holding her to him behind her head with a vice like grip and slid his left hand over her tits, playing with them like they were his personal toys. They felt so tiny, so firm, it was so forbidden yet so arousing to be fondling his eleven year old daughter's tits this way. She let her head fall back as he broke the kiss and devoured her entire right breast into his hungry mouth, sucking hard and rolling his tongue all over her nipple.

"OOOOHHHH!!!! Daddyy!!!" she moaned "OOOhhhhhh mmmmmm"

His hand had now slipped back into her thong and he was stroking his fingers along her cunt slit, rolling her clit with his index finger. She was squirming on his lap, and rubbing herself on his cock. For him it was exquisite, feeling her firm ass cheeks pressed hard into him.

"MMMMMmmmmmm huh huh please...daddy... I have to ...oooohhhhh mmmmm tell you something."

"Yes sweetheart ok but just let daddy enjoy you a little more."

"MMMMmmmm ok daddy....." she moaned.

He had three fingers buried deep inside and was thrusting them in with slow hard grinding motion. He could tell by her reactions that she was experiencing so much pleasure that she couldn't stop him from doing anything he wanted to. Right then he decided on something that his wife would never do for him. He slid her down onto the floor between his legs and looked at her.

"Make daddy happy sweetheart!" he told her.

"But daddy I need to.."

"Come on now you know what daddy wants."

Melanie locked eyes with him and he saw her moment of surrender. She quickly unzipped his trousers, unfastened his belt and as he shook off his slippers, she pulled them down and off. When she resumed her position her face was inches away from the huge bulge in his shorts. She hesitated and suddenly felt her daddy's hand pulling down on the back of her neck until her face met with his groin.

"Daddy... please...."

"Come on sweetheart. I need your mouth. Daddy's missed it so much" he firmly told her.

"Yes daddy...."

Her nimble fingers grasped the waist of his shorts and he raised his backside off the settee to aid in their removal. He felt her warm breath exhale all over his cock and balls. Then he was directing her mouth to where he wanted it.

"Daddy, please let me tell you... Mmmmmmpppph... guh guh mmmpphhh mmmnnnn mmmpppphh huh huh gughu gughh huh huh erk erk guh."

Her mouth was full of cock. Eight inches of tumescent flesh to play with and he had five inches stroking in and out of that soft warm wet liquid velvet receptacle. He lay back watching the match and noted that his team were now two goals up. His wife would never suck him off whilst he was watching football but here he was with his daughter doing just that.

"Look into daddy's eyes sweetheart and take your thong off" he demanded "Keep sucking while you do."

Melanie looked at him and he smiled back at her filled with desire at the sight of her tiny mouth stretched wide around his cock. She was on her knees, her thumbs gripping her thong and shimmying it down over her hips. He held his hand out as she manoeuvred it over her high heels and handed it to him.

"Mmmmpppphhh mmmhhh hmmm hmmm guh guh guh guh." She moaned as she bobbed her head up and down getting his shaft wet with her saliva.

He knew she wouldn't be able to swallow his cock and as far as blowjobs went it wasn't the best he'd had but the fact that this was so taboo an event, that she was so young and inexperienced yet willing to pleasure him that he rated it ten out of ten. He had another thirty minutes of the match to go so he laid back and wallowed in the sheer bliss of getting sucked off by his eleven year old daughter, kneeling there naked in black stiletto heels.

"Hmmmm Hmmmmm Hmmmmmmm HMmmmm MMmmmmm huh huh huh huh gaggg gaggg kark kark."

She had tried to swallow too much cock and suddenly lifted up off her knees and retched his cock from her mouth gagging and coughing as she did so. Her mouth, chin, and lower face were covered in saliva, her eyes were filled with tears and her lipstick was smeared all over her. She looked so appealing as he looked at her bugging eyes and her sounds of choking.

"Put it back in sweetheart" he advised her.

She looked at him with angry eyes but formed an "O" with her lips and sucked his cock back in. She bobbed up and down, helped by his hand in her hair directing her and alternating the speed at which he wanted her to suck his cock. She was good for an eleven year old. And as he watched the match, alternating it with watching her perform for him he felt so turned on by the sight of her tits rising and falling along with that of her buttocks moving and swaying as she noisily sucked him off.

The match was just a minute from ending, three minutes into time added on when he felt his balls churning. The unmistakeable signal of his impending cum built up at the base of his cock and slowly and deliciously rose along the shaft. He thought about warning her as the last time she nearly drowned with the amount of cum she had helped produce.

"Daddy's cumming baby. You've got him cumming!"

"Please daddy...hhmmm mmm huh I have...mmm to tell hhhm...."

"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFFUUUUUUUCCCKK" He shouted out.

"GARK!!!! Kark!!! HHaahhHHH!!! UUghh UGGHhh UUUGGG" She choked.

He held her head tight on his cock and emptied the contents of his balls into her mouth. The glutinous, thick chalky sour contents filled her so full so that despite swallowing as fast as she could it spilled out of the corners of her cock stuffed mouth, onto her chin and tits, dribbling down to her cunt mound.

"Gark, kek kek kek hugghhh hughhh snort!snort!" she sounded.

She felt herself sneezing and the strange sensation in her nose as she expelled cum from her nostrils. Her eyes pooled with tears and snot billowed from her nose to mix with the cum trail. After what seemed like ages, he stopped cumming and released her. She coughed his cock from her mouth and knelt there heaving her chest and feeling as if her stomach was going to empty itself right there and then.

The final whistle blew just as his daughter coughed his cock from her mouth, his team had won and he lay there totally content with the way things had gone. He looked at his naked daughter and smiled at her.

"please..huh ... daddy. Let me. guh guh cough! Cough! Tell you something."

"Ok sweetheart. What is it you need to tell me?" he responded.

They say life changing moments are condensed into a few seconds and the next fifteen of his life were unforgettable.

"Daddy...." She looked up at him with her face a mess of tear, snot, saliva and cum.

"Yes love what is it?" he was all hers.

"I'm pregnant!"

Time stood still as he tried to comprehend her words and then he shit himself when his wife's voice suddenly shrieked

"Pregnant?!!!!!

As if in slow motion, he turned to see his wife standing in the doorway holding Danny's hand in hers with a look of horror and rage on her face as she witnessed her naked daughter covered in cum make the fatal announcement.

"YOU USELESS BASTARD!!" she screamed.

Alec sat there and thought to himself:-

If only he had attended to the little things in life.