Once Divorced from My Wife, My Stepdaughter Immediately Bared Her True Prim Bitch Virgin Nature with, "Dad and I Are Total Strangers Now, Right? - Chapter 14

Rainy plum season gloom hung heavy, the humid air weighing down my dress shirt. Commuter trains in this weather dragged the soul. *Hurry and see Reika’s smile—heal up, then get filthy.* Standing on the platform, I thought of her.

“Daddy.”

A voice like Reika’s calling someone. Umbrella in hand, I pulled out my phone for news to kill time. Home screen showed Reika’s message.

“Daddy, picking you up at your work station today.”

Finally clocked it might be her—glanced around.

“Good. Worried you wouldn’t notice.”

“Reika, what’s up today?”

“Couldn’t wait to see you… Annoying?”

“No, glad you came.”

Nearby men eavesdropped enviously. Wrapped in pure white uniform, fetching me near office—Reika embodied ideal daughter. Superiority surged as I chatted.

“Dinner tonight sounds fun. What’s on menu?”

“Simmered hayashi rice with beef tendon. Salad prepped home.”

Her description conjured melting beef in my mouth.

“Sounds delish. Pair with red wine?”

“Can’t buy booze myself—grab at liquor store on way.”

Train arrived mid-chat. We boarded side-by-side, shuffled to opposite doors. I pinned Reika in corner, shielding her.

“Daddy commutes this grind daily?”

“Bit crowded today. Outbound’s first train, no transfers home—easy.”

“Right… Knowing you endure for my meals fills me with gratitude.”

Felt envious stares as train rocked. Reika whipped out phone, quick tap—message pinged mine.

“Of course, pay for food with body—collect freely♡”

I chuckled bemused; she smiled, sent more.

“Sorry, wanted molester play—but too conspicuous.”

“Yeah.”

Short reply. Reika drew eyes; even as father-daughter, s3x contact impossible.

“Daddy, can’t hold—c0ck craving aches, pvssy soaked♡ Station karaoke box quickie before home♡”

“No—uniform on.”

Brief response. Reika messaged pouty.

“But station karaoke perfect for fucking? Private rooms, no cams, soundproof♡”

“Reika.”

Pocketed phone, whispered in her ear as train curved.

“Plenty later—hold it.”

“Yes♡”

Reika beamed; rest was normal father-daughter talk. Station hit, we alighted, passed gates. Umbrellas up, walked abreast.

“Walking with Daddy alone bliss…♡ That woman around choked me.”

“Reika, calling your mom ‘that woman’ isn’t great.”

“But she abandoned fulfilling Daddy’s lust? Shirked wife duty—female failure—so no mom quals either.”

Reika’s tone sharp, genuine contempt for Riko. Unsure how to respond, I shifted.

“Rain’s annoying anyway.”

“Plum season, yeah. Post-rainy, beach with Daddy—show swimsuit, rape me in rocks.”

Beach motive pure s3x? Questionable, but if Reika happy…

“Beach trip? Make it vacation. Pick cute suit for you.”

“Taking me traveling?”

Reika’s smile burst. Worth suggesting just for that.

“Then offer body full for trip cost. During, pvssy wet as anytime-use meat onahole—fvck whenever♡”

“People around— no ‘meat onahole’ talk, Reika.”

Chiding her, I noticed my thrill at vacation deepening our depravity.