I want to start touching myself before he comes home from work so I’m nice and wet when he does. Then I want to leave my door cracked and finger my self with my legs spread toward my door. I always chicken out on the idea but I think it’s making me too horny to resist anymore. Worst case it makes him feel awkward or he won’t address it. But maybe he’ll jerk off to it or even try to touch me. That makes me so nervous but I think I’d let it happen. He’s a single dad and never brings anyone home so I don’t know the last time he got his cock tended to, and I’ve always been daddy’s girl. I’ve seen him watching porn before and spied on his porn history. The girls look a lot like me, I have a lot of freckles on my cheeks and he looks that up specifically sometimes. Wish me luck

EDIT: I got a bit drunk to steel my nerves and left the door cracked more than I thought I would. Then I rubbed my clit and fingered myself slowly without cumming so that I would be dripping wet when he got home from work. My heart was pounding when I heard the door open and him rattling around downstairs. Then I heard him coming up, spread my legs a little more openly and started pumping my pussy with my fingers. It was even noisier than I imagined it would be, so I was wildly self conscious, but I willed myself to not chicken out and kept whimpering and moaning. I heard his footsteps stop as he came toward the top of the stairs, then slowly creep toward my room (his is further down the hall). I know he stopped, and I’m positive he could at least hear me, so I think he was listening when he stopped moving. I tipped my head back and started going faster, partly for attention and partly because I couldn’t help myself, knowing he was listening. I closed my eyes but left them lidded enough that I could see without being obvious, then I saw his shadow in the dark hallway. He was breathing heavily when he peeked in at me from the other side of my doorway. He usually turns the hall light on but didn’t this time. I know he looked for at least a number of seconds because I could see his shadow lingering at the door. Then, suddenly, he retreated into his room, probably worrying I would catch him. At that, I grabbed my dildo and fucked myself hard until I came, moaning (a bit) loudly, in a trance at this point, imagining him shutting himself in his room and pulling his hard cock out to stroke himself. I imagined him saying my name over and over while he shot his load into his hand. That made me go over the edge so hard that my legs were shaking. I feel a little anxious and guilty now, but I feel like fucking myself again. I hope he got off to what he saw. I made damn sure he got a good look at my wet cunt, and I at least know he stayed to watch for a bit. This might not be the last time I do this