Tick toc, tick toc...
The sound of the clock on the wall was just another reminder of how long her Daddy had been gone. Samantha had gotten used to Michael working out-of-town. It didn't make it any easier especially since she wasn't allowed to cum unless he made her or gave her permission. Michael had done neither. This time he had been gone a week. Normally it was only a few days. Samantha was all but pacing the floor watching the clock.
The deal Michael was working on should make it to where he be gone as often as he had been lately. He would still have to travel but he hated being away from his baby girl as much as she hated him being gone. Samantha knew every thing Michael did was to better their lives and she made sure to do her part at home.
Samantha and Michael had met at a local munch two-year before. They hadn't realized at the time, but had a few mutual friends in common. They both had been active in the lifestyle for a few years and were ready to find long-term partners. The two complimented each other nicely. Where Sam was soft-spoken and shy, Michael was very outgoing and never met a stranger. They both loved to laugh and found they both had a streak of smart ass in them.
Even their looks were in balance. Both were red headed, Sam's, as her friends called her, was more auburn but in the sun the red shone brightly. Michael was a true red-head. He was tall and well-built, lean instead of muscular, where as Sam was petite and a little curvy. Her breasts were full and sat proudly on her chest. At 30, not having had children yet they were still very perky. Michael loved to watch them bounce. Almost as much as he loved to watch her ass. Samantha had been gifted with a perfect peach shaped ass. It was thick and swayed when she walked, even when she wasn't trying.
That is what Michael had spotted first, her perfect peach. Sam was talking to a friend across the room when Michael walked in. She had worn a skirt that day and it clung to her perfectly. He knew he had to find out who that ass belonged to. Two years later and they were happier than the pair had even though they could be.
Tick toc...tick toc...
Sam worked from home for a local nonprofit organization, that allowed her to not only work but take care of their home. Michael sent her tasks daily and while he was away it was no different. Some days they were simple tasks like taking certain pictures or doing the flower beds naked. This week's task had been much harder. Sam was not allowed to cum. She was to play with herself anytime Michael, Daddy, texted or called her, but was not allowed release.
The first few days had been ok. Daddy had edged her before. She loved the build up but a whole week was becoming torture. The punishment for breaking the rules was worse. There would be spanking, of course, and that would be the only orgasm she would have and she would not be allowed to play with herself. She had only broken that rule a few times. Sam hated disappointing her Daddy more than she disliked the punishment.
Michael made sure to text his baby girl often, knowing that each time she was playing with herself and having to stop. He chuckled and sent her messages just to drive her closer to the edge. The final day of his trip he messaged her in individual texts, one sentence at a time. This was driving Sam crazy. She had the edge five times with the last messages he sent. When he was two hours from home he texted her...
*Hello my Baby girl. You are to take off all your clothes except for a pair of cotton panties, of your choosing. Put in your ben wa balls and finish whatever you have going on. Don't forget to play with my pussy but DO NOT CUM!! Daddy loves you, see you soon.*
Sam got up from her computer and did as he ordered. She was aching to cum and her pussy was wet and had been all day. Knowing her Daddy was so close to home and giving her release made it harder and easier all at the same time. She stripped off her clothes and using the balls she rubbed her clit and whimpered. The need to cum was becoming more tempting than the thought of facing punishment. Reaching a point of almost no return she slid the balls inside herself and put her panties on. Soft pink cotton boy shorts. Silently cussing her Daddy she finished her work so she could give him 100% of her attention when he came home.
Tick toc..tick toc...
Thirty minutes was all she had left. They were becoming the longest thirty minutes of her life. The anticipation was building to a point that she couldn't bear it much longer. Michael had called to tell her he was almost there. Sam had moaned while he talked to her and begged him to please let her cum.
"No ma'am. That first orgasm is all mine."
Sam knew her Daddy was on the way and HE would give her the relief she so desperately needed, but dear God it was taking forever. The seconds turned to minutes and the ache in her grew. Even though she was only wearing her boy short panties she was so hot she had to turn the air down. With every step it got worse. She could feel the movement of the purple balls inside her. They rubbed her g spot every time she moved.
She found herself rocking in her chair thinking about the way his cock would feel sliding into her slowly. She knew she wasn't allowed to touch herself but the throbbing was becoming unbearable and almost worth the punishment. Again she thought of the feel of his cock, only this time sliding into her tight little pucker. Michael loved to fuck her tight ass and he felt so good inside her.
Samantha hadn't realize it but her hand had made its way to the soaked crotch of her panties and she was about to slide her fingers inside them when she heard his truck coming up the drive way.
"Saved by the bell. Thank God!!" Sam was panting and dripping wet.
She took off the soaked cotton panties and sat them in front of her getting into her Daddy's favorite position. Sitting with her ass on her feet, knees open wide and hands turned palms up on her thighs. She waited for him with a smile and down cast eyes.
The turning of the door knob brought a moan from deep inside her. Sam's whole body responded to the sound. Her nipples became harder and she could feel the wetness start to trickle down her thighs now that her panties weren't there to catch it. Sam knew she would leave a mess for sure today.
Michael walked in the door and stopped. Sam knew he was taking in the view, but wished he would just take her right there in the hallway. She let out a sigh of longing and need. There had never been another man who made her feel the way her Daddy made her feel. She could get turned on just looking in his eyes. It was as if they could see into her soul and set it on fire every time.
Michael didn't move for a few moments. He just stood looking at his beautiful baby girl. Michael knew a week was a long time to be away and her need was as great as his. Thinking about how wet and needy she was made him instantly hard. Not that he hadn't been well on his way to hard, but seeing her waiting for him and hearing her panting breath pushed him to rock hard. His eyes got darker, and the feeling of wanting to fuck her like a man possessed was taking over. Thinking of all the ways he would use her body that evening he slowly made his way into the house. She was his in every way, and He was hers. He loved her and would protect her with his life. Michael slowly walked to where she was kneeling. Damn she was beautiful. He could smell her sweet arousal the closer he got to her. He paused just a moment longer to let the anticipation build just a little more. As if she needed more time. He smiled his evil grin.
As, Sam waited for him to cross the entry way to her, all she could think was 'Fucking hurry please Daddy!!'
She had waited for his touch all week. What was he thinking about for so long? She was contemplating glancing in his direction to see the expression on his face but she knew if he caught her she would be punished and today she really needed release. Sam let her mind wander to how things would start today. It was better than letting her mind go to the negative place of thinking she had done something wrong.
Would it be a tender caress or would he yank her head back and grab one of her rock hard nipples. The silky hot wetness was now running down past her knees at the thoughts. She loved the not knowing. Either way was perfectly acceptable and got her equally turned on.
She sighed again and closed her eyes. Sam craved his hands on and in her body. Michael had hard strong hands and a firm touch when needed, but he could also give a gentle caress that would make her whole body shake.
When Michael reached her he ran his fingers down her cheek to the nap of her neck. She leaned into his touch.
"Oooo, Daddy I am so glad you are home." Her words were breathy and shook as she spoke.
When his hand was at her throat he took his free hand and pulled her head back by her hair. She looked into his eyes and felt a wave of pleasure wash over her.
