Mattias wiped the sweat from his brow as he finished hammering the last nail into the deck. His muscles burned after hours of work in the heat. As he stood up straight, the front door creaked open, and there she was. Jenny stood in the doorway, looking every bit the temptation he’d been trying so hard to ignore since she turned eighteen.

Her body was wrapped in something that could barely be called clothing. A tiny miniskirt rode up her thighs, revealing more than it concealed. Her tits strained against the flimsy fabric of her top, practically spilling out. The silicon implants created perfect, round globes that bounced slightly with each breath. On her feet were impossibly high platform heels that made her legs look endless.

“You working hard, Daddy?” she asked, her voice dripping with innocence that didn’t quite match the hungry look in her eyes.

Mattias swallowed hard, trying to keep his gaze above her neck. “Just finishing up here, sweetheart,” he managed, his voice rougher than usual.

Jenny took a slow step forward, her hips swaying seductively with each movement. The sun caught her blonde hair, making it shimmer. “It’s hot out here,” she said, running a hand along her bare thigh. “I thought maybe I could help you cool off.”

His eyes flicked down involuntarily, taking in the way her miniskirt rode up even higher as she moved. He could see the edge of black lace panties peeking out beneath it. When he looked back up, she was smiling knowingly.